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.

don’t!” Mya said.

grasp in his hand, Mya felt herself becoming increasingly peculiar,

stop?”

was missing. Restless, she twisted and turned, yearning for that elusive

unstated goal. He undid the last piece of clothing adorned with cartoon

blushing as she undid the last of

began to flail in pain. Her hands inadvertently added fresh scratch marks to Fred’s back, already a canvas

evening, 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.

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.

and scared as she gave an address, waiting for the driver to come

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

has been trying to reach you. You really

Mya managed to

her, visibly worried. “Mya, don’t ever come home this late again. Your father would be worried

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, I won’t do it again.”

quickest thinker, and shook her head with acceptance. There was a time when Mya had been sick with a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain, making her a bit slow. Because of that, Mya was

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 it’s normal to

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