I’m Someone Else

Chapter 7

“Holy sh*t!”

At long last, Thomas noticed something wrong. He instinctively pushed her away and got out of bed, but before he could find his bearing, the woman pounced on him again.

Thomas quickly took a step back to dodge her. Goddammit. Those *ssholes didn’t use any sleeping pills on her. They f*cking used an aphrodisiac!

Thomas was a healthy young man. He was already feeling a little hot from how passionate the beautiful lady was. The reason he didn’t lose his mind and respond to her was because of his morality.

After another failure, the woman mumbled angrily, “Why are you running? Are you even a man?”

Thomas’ face fell. “What did you say? Oh, I’m gonna show you that I’m a man.”

He pulled his belt off and approached the woman.

…

Half-asleep on the couch, Thomas heard some grunts. He opened his eyes and looked at the bed.

The woman he ‘picked up’ the night before was struggling and glaring at him. “Ah, you’re awake.” He rubbed his bloodshot eyes and approached her.

The woman made more muffled sounds, and Thomas nodded. Then he took the towel out of her mouth.

“You perverted b*stard!” The woman’s voice was silvery and sweet. It was like hearing a bird sing, except that she was insulting him.

was surprised. “Hey, why are you

deep, long breath.

of contemplation appeared on Thomas’ brows. “You won’t hit me if I let

are you talking about? Of

from his belt and was

The woman slapped him.

covered his burning cheek, dazed. “Why did

sadness flowed down her cheeks

more than two decades, and just because I

make this b*stard pay.

Thomas was already prepared to deal with her. The moment she tried to hit

woman started chasing him around the

at the woman. “Calm down, woman! I saved you from those animals. Why are you trying to hit

and stopped in

yourself. Your clothes are intact. Does it look like you were

they were only a little creased. She carefully assessed how she felt

still a virgin? Did I blame the wrong person? “W-Why did you tie me up then?” She

aphrodisiac, woman. Aphrodisiac! If I hadn’t tied you

perv!” She clicked her

the couch and covered his face exasperatedly. “Dammit. I saved you, spent seventy dollars on this room, slept on the couch, and you slapped me

and whipped out a card from her pocket. “You may come to me if you run into any trouble in Irieson.” She handed the card to him. “I can help you out. As thanks.” And then she

at the card. “Olivia Pearson? She’s the

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