1 She and the Man
In a villa in the western suburbs of the River City.
In the dark of night, there was not even a star in the sky.
In one bedroom in the villa, Ann Scott was in a daze. She was clenching the sheet beneath her, and there was an unusual blush on her pretty little face.
"Give ... Give it to me."
Blurry-eyed, she was quite seductive. She did not notice it herself, but that made the man in front of her breathe even more heavily.
Ann tried her best to see the man in front of her, but her eyes were too blurry. Her instinct had told her to flee, but she couldn't control her body. She felt heat in her body. Her heart was pounding fast. She felt as if numerous insects were gnawing her.
Her big eyes were misty, as she wrapped her lotus-like fair arms around the man's neck.
It felt good to touch the man in front of her...
"Oh..."
As she kissed the man eagerly, she could hear the heavy breathing of the man, and the sound of her clothes being torn apart.
There was a ripping sound.
The sound of her clothes being torn into pieces was especially clear in the quiet and dark room.
The man was caressing Ann's soft skin with his big hands almost in a violent manner.
Very soon, his fierce kiss went down to her beautiful collarbones, and then all the way down. At a certain moment, the man held the little woman beneath him and lowered his sturdy body.
She frowned instinctively even in a daze and moaned in pain.
However, the man did not slow down. Under the control of the medicine, both of them had lost their sanity...
The girl's soft body was almost completely covered under the man's muscular body. Her seductive moans and whispers were mixed with the man's heavy breathing...
When the night was darker, Ann was lying in bed with her black hair unkempt. Part of her delicate and beautiful face was covered by her messy sweaty hair, and her skin from the neck down was dotted with pink hickeys.
Phillip placed his hands on both sides of his face when his blurry mind cleared up a bit.
There was a faint light on the man's face. He had a distinctly outlined face, straight eyebrows, and a prominent nose, and his perfect jawline was tense.
He was a little dizzy, but he managed to fix his dark eyes on the woman who had already fallen asleep beneath him.
The clearer he saw, the more serious his obsidian-like eyes were.
The girl had a small face the size of a palm, small red lips, and a beautifully delicate nose. She closed her eyes tightly as if she was having a dream. She furrowed her brows, and her long curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Her face was indeed adorable.
But it coincided with the innocent little girl's face in his memory.
Before he completely lost his consciousness, shock, anger, pity and regret took over Phillip's once calm face.
It was her. How could it be her?
...
Ann had a dream, and there was a beautiful lady in her dream who often took a handsome little boy to visit her. He took her for delicious food and fun.
The boy bullied her with a straight face but he stood up for her like a little hero when other kids bullied her. Even when his face was black and blue, he still tried to hug her and comfort her. There was gentleness and chivalry in his manner.
No one could bully you but me!
At that time, she thought the little boy still looked the best even when his face was all chubby and swollen.
But some time later, the boy and the beautiful lady suddenly stopped visiting her. She cried sadly for a long time. Nobody called her stupid coldly now, but nobody would comfort her clumsily, too.
...
When Ann woke up, the sky was already bright. The dazzling sunlight went inside the room through the curtains. Ann couldn't help but raise her hand to shield her eyes, but she went blank when she saw the sensual pink hickeys on her arms.
She came to her senses after a short while, and she immediately sat up. A light blanket slid down from her body. As she lowered her head, she saw the numerous hickeys on her body and felt the soreness from her waist down. Her face instantly turned pale.
She had slept with a man!
