Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 53 Where Have You Been All My Life

Stella was unnerved, since she had always thought of the relationship with Miles as an affair.

“I thought you hated affairs, so let’s go public.” He put out his cigarette and whispered.

Stella was like a cat on hot bricks. “I meant we’re ending this. We’re going our separate ways. You aren’t me. You can’t understand.”

Miles didn’t budge. “And that’s precisely why I want to f*ck you.”

Stella squirmed, and for some reason, her cheek came into contact with his lips, much to her annoyance. Her fury lit up the fire of lust within Miles. All at once, he picked her up and went around the fake hill, going into the house through the front door. Fortunately, no one saw them, but Stella was on the verge of tears. There’s people looking.

Miles didn’t go to the first floor bedroom last time. Instead, he went upstairs. Once he got into a room, he backed her against a wall. “Feisty, are you?”

Stella’s chest was heaving sexily, and once again, Miles picked her up and put her on the bed. She resisted in silence, but her strength was no match for Miles’.

Subsequently, they took their clothes off and made a mess on the floor. This time, Miles had a condom on, and he wasn’t that rough with her anymore. In fact, he was gentle.

Regret and pleasure washed over her at once. Being with Miles was a delight, but it couldn’t wash her guilt away. She held her tongue throughout the process, fearing that someone might hear them. Halfway through, Miles wanted her to lean against the window as he went into doggy style.

“You’re worried they might see you, huh? Well, I want them to see how you’re ‘cheating’ with your man.” He nibbled on her ear.

She felt her ear heating up, and the feeling of guilt from cheating welled up again. She thought it would end at the first time, but no. The continuous depravity was weighing itself on her.

She felt helpless as Miles did whatever he wanted with her. He could see through her every thought and every feeling.

He knew her thoughts and struggles, but he wouldn’t let her struggle anymore. He tore apart that struggle, and also her clothes.

hours. On the other hand, once Stella’s body fell for someone, her soul

with work, drawing the lines and moving the

was inside, but she could see what was outside. She felt like she was f*cked by Miles in public, and

tightly and thrusted even fiercer. “Trying to run from me in America? Nobody can run from me when I have my eyes on

the house now, she had a feeling it was payback from him. That time, she was delighted he didn’t have sex with her, but she didn’t expect it to come back ten times worse now. Staring down, her tears fell on the bay window. I didn’t get away from him in the end. Every time sex happened, it felt like Miles was the one forcing himself onto her

picked up her clothes from the ground and wore them. Miles wanted to help, but she shoved him

buttoning his sleeve, for he was worried about Stella. On

for a moment. She was an elegant lady, and her gaze pierced through Stella, revealing

your body count now, President

buttoning his sleeve. It was obvious what had happened

it was just like what Yulia had told her. She instinctively knew the woman was Yvonne. Aside from her height and elegance, there was

stare at Yvonne. She didn’t stop for long though. A moment

down by car, but when she went down that day, the path seemed endless. By the end of the road, she couldn’t feel

told the workers she’d be leaving first. ‘Be serious though. Don’t just do a sloppy job and call it

do that night anyway. Later, Yulia picked her up off the streets. She didn’t say she went to Miles’ place, only that

to your hair, Stella? You look like you got f*cked by someone. Comb it.” Yulia

I did get f*cked by

singing. The song spoke to her. How great would it be if he’s not married, if he’s single, and if he’s seeing me not just

Yulia noticed her tears, she asked, “Did you fall for someone, Stella? Is

wasn’t in a good mood that day, and the source of it was Yvonne North. She was jealous of Yvonne, but it wasn’t Yvonne’s fault—it was Miles’. He was too capricious for Stella. She couldn’t hide anything from him, and his presence made her helpless.

she went back home that night, Stella noticed something shocking—she was out

her salary wasn’t enough to cover her expenses. Having lunch at work and

expenses were covered. However, after he was incarcerated, she noticed she was running out of money. There were only a few notes left in her wallet. Oh sh*t. At this rate,