The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 881

Chapter 881

In the hotel, Fred laid Mya in his arms gently on the bed. Her pearl hair clip slipped from her hair, tumbling down as she pulled off her hat and scarf, murmuring, “So hot…”

Suddenly, Mya started unbuttoning her clothes and felt cooler. She said, “Now I’m cold again, I need a blanket…”

“What’s going on, Fred?” Mya asked, sounding a bit worried. “I feel so strange.”

“Do you want this?”

Mya squirmed in Fred’s arms, finding it tough to move away.

“Fred, it tickles. I don’t feel good, what did you do to me? Don’t touch that spot.” Mya pleaded.

“Your first time?” Fred asked.

Mya was whimpering and sniffling, emitting soft moans Splayed out on the bed in a spread-eagle position, Mya found her legs controlled by someone else, unable to close them however much she tried.

“Do you want me to go in deeper? Right here?” Fred asked.

Fred, don’t!”

Mya felt herself becoming increasingly peculiar, even involuntarily

I stop?” Fred asked.

turned, yearning for that elusive sensation. She asked, her voice laced with longing, “Fred, that felt so

the last piece of clothing adorned with cartoon

blushing as she undid the last of her

to Fred’s back, already a canvas of old scars. Through the peaks and troughs, her cries morphed from pain to a slow, mellifluous

Mya’s face buried in the pillow still studded with sweat, her whole body aching and sore. She felt as if she might die from the ordeal. The sounds from

her clothes. She clutched a pile of garments and hurled them from the hotel’s twentieth floor. Among the items was a pair of deep blue men’s underwear, which ended up hanging on the balcony below. After her act of quiet rebellion,

times. When Mya finally answered the phone, she was both nervous and scared as she

car, Mya kept a straight posture, trying not to

Harper has been trying to reach you. You really shouldn’t be away for so long,” the driver

know,” was all Mya managed

Mya reached home, Mya’s mother, Grace Dion confronted her, visibly worried. “Mya, don’t ever come home this late again. Your father would be worried

not dare to pause for a moment and ran straight

a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain, making her a bit

discomfort down below. She rushed to the bathroom to change her underwear, noticing blood. Biting her lip nervously, Mya thought, ‘Am I going to die? It’s bleeding. I remember hearing that

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