The Returning Ex

John grunted, not knowing if he understood that.

After a few more rounds of lovemaking, John finally decided to let her go as he was completely wiped out.

Then, he lay next to Sophia and helped cover the both of them with a blanket.

The sun was still shining brightly outside. A hint of saltiness carried by the sea breeze drifted through the open windows.

John recuperated after getting some rest before turning to Sophia.

He realized that she had long fallen asleep, and sweat drops were seen on her blushed face. She looked pitiful.

Frowning, he sank into his thoughts, lay back down, and closed his eyes.

Sophia on the other hand, after having so much alcohol and being tormented by John, slept through the day.

Eventually, she was woken up by some noise outside. It sounded like John and someone else’s voice, but she could not really tell.

Then, she gradually sat up on the edge of the bed, and she was startled after looking at her body. What just happened?

She was naked, and there were traces of kissing and biting on her.

Blinking, she realized that even her hair was somewhat damp.

After that, she wrapped herself up in the blanket and got out of bed.

The first thing she saw was that the bathroom door was open and her clothes were piled up on the bathroom floor.

she started to have

she stared at her clothes that were on the

imagination, and she

being taken advantage of, or was she the

for a little while before hearing John’s voice outside her

bustled toward the door and

as she tried to open the door; it was as loud

embarrassed if she got caught trying to

was in his pajamas and stood in front of the main door. The door outside was open and

the two people looked like someone called

she was able to peek through a gap. “I heard something and that’s

door was not opened too wide, but it was wide enough for everyone outside to see what Sophia looked

wrapped up in a blanket with her shoulder and neck showing; the

frowned slightly as he saw Sophia. “Close

and closed the

shirt from the suitcase and put on a pair of hot

the bathroom and took her

and John’s clothes were still on the rack in the

if John would

and

that the bed sheet would definitely have to be changed and washed as it was

deep breath, she directly pulled

went to brush her

outside had left, and John was seen standing next to the

somewhat embarrassed, Sophia whispered, “I-I must’ve had too much. You know how bad of a drinker I am. I-I have no idea