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.

No, Fred, don’t!” Mya said.

was just enough to grasp in his hand, Mya felt herself becoming increasingly peculiar, even involuntarily moving

I stop?” Fred

something was missing. Restless, she twisted and turned, yearning for that elusive sensation. She asked, her voice laced with longing, “Fred, that felt so good, like scratching an itch.”

saw himself achieving some unstated goal. He undid the last piece of clothing adorned with cartoon characters and said, “Take it off

as

marks to Fred’s back, already a canvas of old scars. Through the peaks

body aching and sore. She felt as if she might die from the ordeal. The sounds from the

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, Mya stuck out her tongue at the bathroom door and stealthily limped

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

inside the car, Mya kept a straight posture, trying not to

trying to reach you. You really shouldn’t be away for so

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.

Grace might notice something was amiss, Mya did not dare to pause for a moment and ran straight upstairs, saying, “Mom, I know it’s late from hanging out with Madelyn today,

sick with a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain,

nervously, Mya thought, ‘Am I going to die? It’s bleeding. I remember hearing that it’s normal to bleed the

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