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.

a little, taking in the scene in front

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

hit her body. It felt as if bulldozers were drilling

her fingers tangling onto the silky sheets. The cushions

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

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

What the hell?

she fuck the man for the

remembered clearly how the man who had hit her with his car the night before was the same one she'd saved in the coastline two years ago. She might be pretty, but that didn't mean

had never been in a relationship, yet she had already given him her virginity. No matter

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 harsh end of a stick. Bella

Bastard! Liar! Ungrateful ass!

Ye! You asshole!" she

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

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

and placed it on her

hand away. "It's none of

get angry. Instead he sat up and approached her, flexing his rippling muscles as he did so. "Don't be like that," he said gently. "Just be honest. I'll take care

wanted to rip his head off. Honest? He wanted her to be honest?

herself with the quilt, sneering at him. "I don't need you to take care

repay the favor, right?" As he got closer, her strong scent tempted him endlessly, but he ignored it. He couldn't take advantage of her, not now when she

didn't know how seductive she was – how delicious she smelled. Fortunately, not everyone had a