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.

little, taking in the scene in

the corner of a king-sized bed, she could see clothes scattered all over the sheets and onto the carpet. Some of them even seemed to be ripped

wave of pain hit her body. It felt as if bulldozers were drilling onto her hips

tangling onto the silky sheets. The

eyes widened as she kicked off her quilt only to find herself naked. She was so shocked that she kicked one of

to see a muscular man sleeping beside her, but she could only see the back of his head.

What the hell?

the hell could she fuck the man

his car the night before was the same one she'd saved in the coastline two years ago. She might

yet she had already given him her virginity. No

he had been in a coma two years ago. Back then, he had been so gentle and considerate that she fell asleep, secured in his arms. But then, she

Bastard! Liar! Ungrateful ass!

You

seconds, he pulled away the quilt and lazily rubbed his eyes. Squinting, he turned

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 knew she was ill,

and placed it on her

his hand away. "It's none of your

muscles as he did so. "Don't be like that," he said gently. "Just be

his head off. Honest? He wanted her to

herself with the quilt, sneering at him. "I don't need you to take care of me," she spat. Her voice was

strong scent tempted him endlessly, but he ignored it. He couldn't take advantage of her, not now when she was

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