Chloe Simpson tightly gripped the suitcase in her hand, just standing there, holding the key to the empty room.
Her mind was filled with the image of the sultry woman she had seen at the entrance of the complex, clad in a deep red V-neck gown, exuding endless allure.
Her heart was thumping wildly, as if it might leap out of her chest.
She truly couldn’t imagine—and was terrified—that if she opened the door and walked in, she might actually see Lucas and that woman entwined naked...
Inside the room, Lucas Hughes and the woman were caught in an intense, inseparable mont.
"Want to head to the master bedroom? Fine, I’ll oblige! Little minx, tonight I’ll make sure you soak the entire bed!"
As he spoke, his hands road freely, while his mouth hungrily devoured the woman’s body.
The woman panted and moaned incessantly, her body rising and falling in ti with Lucas Hughes’ movents.
After Lucas finished speaking, he stood up, scooped the woman into his arms, and began striding toward the master bedroom, his hands continuously groping and tornting her along the way.
"Ah! Oh! Ah!"
The woman clung to Lucas’s body completely, her legs turning weak repeatedly, her inner ecstasy already reaching its peak.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the marital bedroom.
"You little tease, here I co!"
Lucas couldn’t wait and pressed the woman onto the bed, pinning her under him in an instant.
Outside the door, Chloe’s heart was still wracked with conflict, the key in her hand trembling unsteadily.
Her mind was consud with the image of Lucas Hughes and that woman, naked and tangled on their marriage bed.
But as she thought about it, she suddenly let out a bitter laugh.
Ha! She really had no right to judge.
Hadn’t she and Alexander Johnson just done the sa thing on that marriage bed not long ago?
And that night had been unprecedentedly wild—the sheet beneath them had gotten completely soaked, even the mattress was drenched.
Placing her hand on the bed and pressing down, it had practically been possible to squeeze water out of it.
Before, Chloe would have never believed stories like this when she saw them in novels or TV dramas—that a woman could experience a climax to this extent.
But after that night, she believed it completely!
Even though she had done the very sa thing, she still found herself unable to resist the urge to open this door now.
After standing there dazed for a mont, as if grappling with her inner demons, Chloe finally made a decision. She stepped forward, picked up the key, and inserted it into the lock.
Inside the marital bedroom, Lucas Hughes was just about to strip the woman as they grew more and more fervent.
Chloe opened the door, reflexively covering her eyes, terrified of seeing sothing she couldn’t bear.
But when she opened her eyes, she saw that the living room was completely empty.
Her heart sank abruptly, and she imdiately glanced toward the master bedroom.
At that mont, inside the master bedroom, Lucas had already heard so faint noises and was about to get up from the woman.
In the living room, Chloe stepped forward, heading straight for the master bedroom.
When she reached the doorway of the master bedroom, she tried hard to calm her pounding heart, taking a deep, steadying breath.
Finally, mustering all her courage, she pushed open the door to the master bedroom.
Lucas barely had any ti to move.
"Lucas Hughes, how could you do this to ? You actually let this woman lie on our marriage bed..."
As soon as Chloe stepped in, she saw Lucas with one leg still resting beside the woman’s waist.
The position was uncanny—exactly what you’d expect from a man in the middle of undressing a woman, about to do unspeakable things.
Before she could process her disgust, as soon as she finished speaking, a slap ca out of nowhere and struck her face.
"Is this who you think I am in your eyes? Huh?! She’s my cousin! She has a weak heart, and I was just doing a check-up for her!"
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