(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)
Not to say that they were not husband and wife, even if they got married, it would still be a cri of rape within the marriage!
"Cri? Why would it be a cri when I only claim my right as your man? Did you forget when you offered to have sex with in the hotel last ti? You said that it didn't matter if I didn't rember you, and you just wanted to satisfy my physical needs, didn't you? Why now you beco a virgin?" He breathed malevolently against her red ear, breaking her last resistance by embarrassing her.
"That was the last ti, but not this ti. Let go now! Or I'll sue you and send you to jail!" She threatened him, and her face flad with sha.
Not this ti? Was it because he had another man?
Did she hook up with soone else under his nose?
Her words beca the last straw that broke the cal's back.
He grabbed her suddenly and flipped her over. Then he pushed both her knees up to the bed, so her behind was in the air. Before she could react, he undid his pants and plunged inside her!
She grinded her jaws together, falling apart beneath him as he slamd fervently into her.
The narrow single bed couldn't bear such fervent movents and made a constant creaking sound.
He pounded on, picking up speed in a rciless and relentless rhythm.
She could only bite her lower lip to stop herself from crying out.
They were having sex in the student dormitory in broad daylight! If anyone heard them and burst in, she'd rather die!
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After the fierce sex, Savannah lay panting and spent on the bed, eyes closed as Dylan slowly pulled out of her. He got up, freeing her wrists.
Looking at the ss on the sheet under her body, his breathing beca harsher again. He leaned over to touch her waist, trying to help her up, but she was clearly frightened by his movent, thinking he wanted to start another assault. She got up in a hurry, moving back to the corner.
"What do you still want to do? If you touch again, I'll... I'll..."
Not knowing how to make him leave quickly, she blurted out, "I'll kill myself!"
"Could you bear to leave Kaiden? Could you bear seeing your man marrying another woman to give him a stepmom? Childish!" He teased her and a wide grinned broke in his handso face.
"You! Pervert!" A short exclaim escapes from her mouth.
Dylan, of course, knew that she wouldn't commit suicide, and she was just mad at him for taking her by force, but wasn't he angry with her?
The little woman had a private conversation with her blind date without any explanation. Now she chose to stay for that man instead of going back ho with him! He had been able to control his temper with too much self-control!
Dylan got so worked up about what she might have done with another man that he swallowed the sort of apology that arose to his lips. With a deep look at her, he adjusted his clothes and left without a word.
The door was closed with a bang.
Savannah was relieved to hear his footsteps receding, and as she got up, she let out another gasp.
Holy crap!
The man almost took her apart!
She pulled herself up, gritting her teeth, and put on her clothes. Then she made her bed and adjusted her hair.
Just then, the door opened, and Elisa ca back.
Savannah, a little guilty, went up and pretending nothing happened.
"Elisa, you ca back."
Elisa's eyes fell on her neck and the open neckline, frowning.
Savannah covered her neck in alarm. No, the man must have left quite a few marks on her body.
Elisa understood imdiately, and her face blushed with embarrassnt. Then she glanced at Savannah's single bed, which had just been made, and was still a little ssy.
It was clear what had just happened on this bed.
"You took that man to the dormitory?" Elisa's lips frad a few words.
"Don't get wrong," Savannah blurted out, "it wasn't Andrew who ca to the dormitory just now! Andrew's busy. He left early."
Elisa breathed a sigh of relief but frowned again.
"That's... Mr. Sterling?"
Savannah had to nod.
Elisa, however, didn't look happy. She bit her lip and said, "Savannah, it isn't for to judge you and your conduct, but I have to say… If you have a crush on Andrew and want to develop a relationship with him, don't get involved with Mr. Sterling again. If you still like Mr. Sterling, don't give Andrew any hope. It will only hurt you both."
Savannah looked at Elisa and suddenly began to laugh.
"What are you laughing at? I'm serious!" Elisa, embarrassed by her laugh, stamped her feet.
"I'm laughing because you're so brave to defend the man you like, but why don't you have the courage to tell him your feelings directly?" Savannah shook her head.
"What?" Elisa was completely taken back.
"Since you like Andrew so much and are so afraid that he will be hurt, why don't you tell him that you rember him and like him?" Savannah continued.
Elisa froze.
"I know all about you and Andrew," Savannah said.
Elisa stared. How could Savannah know about herself and Andrew?
Andrew told her? Didn't Andrew forget her?
"Yes, Andrew has not forgotten you. He's been looking for you since you t in the US, and he finally found you two years ago."
"Found ? But I don't know!" Elisa was surprised.
"He said he found you in a bar in Milan on Christmas Eve two years ago, and you were... very close to a man, kissing and dancing with him in public, behaving in a very...wild way. He said hello to you, but you didn't seem to rember him. Then, in a fit of piquancy, he left Italy. But he still couldn't let go of you. When he ca to Italy for business this ti, he accidentally knew we're friends, so he invited out and asked to help him to test your mind by displaying affection to in front of you." Savannah whispered.
A bar? Elisa rembered this morning when Andrew asked if he had seen her in a bar.
"I... I never t him in a bar, let alone kissing another guy in front of him..." She looked puzzled.
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