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.

back a little, taking in

scattered all over the sheets and onto the carpet. Some of them even seemed

of pain hit her body. It felt as

Su groaned, her fingers tangling onto the silky sheets. The cushions

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

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

What the hell?

hell could she fuck the man for the

saved in the coastline two years ago. She might be pretty, but that didn't mean it to be an excuse for him to take advantage of

she had already given him her

then, he had been so gentle and considerate that she fell asleep, secured in his arms. But then, she

Bastard! Liar! Ungrateful ass!

You

the man murmured. Within seconds, he pulled away the quilt and lazily rubbed

when she went to a series of coughs. She had caught a cold under the rain yesterday, and it was difficult for her

and placed it

hand away.

get angry. Instead he sat up and approached her, flexing his rippling muscles as he did so. "Don't be like

head off. Honest? He wanted her to be

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

to 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

smelled. Fortunately, not everyone had a keen sense of smell, so he'd keep that to