Forever Love

Through the dark night, a luxury villa stood. However, if one were to step closer, he could sense the pandemonium happening in the master bedroom.

The light was dim. However, it could be seen that there were two figures tangled together underneath the covers. A seductive fragrance encompassed the room, enough to draw reason out of the man!

"Let me go, you bastard!" the woman screamed. Her voice was already hoarse from pleading countless times as she struggled beneath the man. Her fists pounded against his biceps but it was to no avail.

It seemed that the more she struggled, the more encouraged the man was.

"You belong to me," he whispered in her ear. Although his touch was gentle, he was giving her little space to move around, suffocating her from his hold alone.

"No way!" she choked out in horror. It was a bad case of deja vu. His face rippled memories of what happened to her two years ago, and a strange sensation filled her body.

His natural cologne hit her nose and she sighed.

This time, he wasn't going to give her a chance to escape.

Gradually, the woman stopped struggling. The pain was replaced by insurmountable amount of pleasure and happiness that she almost ought to be ashamed of herself.

How could she like him?

The night was getting colder, and her warmth and scent only made him want to sink into her repeatedly.

It was a night of unexplainable sexuality and vigor, that was for sure.

Later in the next day, Bella Su opened her eyes to the sound of birds chirping from the balcony.

in the scene in

the corner of a king-sized bed, she could see clothes scattered all over the sheets and onto the carpet.

of anything else, a wave of pain hit her body. It felt as if

tangling onto the silky sheets. The cushions

quilt only to find herself naked. She was so

sat up, leaning against the headboard. She glanced at the side to see a muscular man sleeping beside her, but she could only see the back of his head. As more and more memories rushed

What the hell?

fuck the man for the

same one she'd saved in the coastline two years ago. She might be pretty, but that didn't mean it to be an excuse for him

in a relationship, yet she had already given him her

two years ago. Back then, he had been so gentle and considerate that she fell asleep, secured in his arms. But then, she had a dream of her mother beating her with a

Bastard! Liar! Ungrateful ass!

You asshole!" she

the man murmured. Within seconds, he pulled away the quilt and lazily rubbed his eyes. Squinting, he turned over at

your car accidentally!" Bella trailed off when she went to a series of coughs. She had caught a cold under the rain yesterday, and it was difficult for her to talk now. She scowled. He

stretched out his hand and placed it on her forehead. "Do you have a

pushed his hand away. "It's

angry. Instead he sat up and approached her, flexing his rippling muscles as he did

off. Honest? He wanted her to be

quilt, sneering at him. "I don't need you to take care of me," she spat. Her voice was already waning due to her sore

he got closer, her strong scent tempted him endlessly, but he ignored it. He couldn't take advantage

know how seductive she was – how delicious she smelled. Fortunately, not everyone had a keen sense of smell, so he'd keep