You Are My One and Only

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"It’s so hot…"

Patricia Aniston grumbled softly as she woke up dazedly in a hotel room.

She felt terribly uncomfortable, as though her entire body was on fire and it was scorching hot.

As she tossed and turned in bed, her face flushed so brightly that it was as though blood would ooze out, and she was breathless.

Slowly, she sat up, but her eyes were unfocused, and she couldn’t tell where she was.

The abnormal activity in her body was causing her a great deal of discomfort, and it was as though bugs were chewing on her; it itched so much that she reached out to tug at her clothes.

A few buttons popped off the red dress she was wearing, revealing the fair, white skin on her chest, but it made her feel more comfortable because it cooled her a little.

She rubbed her legs together irritably, thinking this was an utterly peculiar feeling.

Uncomfortable, hot and irritating.

Then, she slid off the bed and searched for water.

Not only was she thirsty, she was also hot, and she needed water.

Maybe she would feel better after drinking some water.

A pair of slender, fair legs, which were shimmering with a translucent glow, stepped on the soft carpet.

Through her blurry gaze, she saw a water jug on a round table near her, and she stumbled over, picked up the pitcher, and poured the water into her mouth.

However, the jug’s spout was wide, and the water that didn’t flow into her tiny mouth flowed down her neck instead.

As a result, her clothes were soaked, and they clad onto her body tightly, accentuating her figure, which was already stunning, to begin with.

The bathroom door opened, and a man stepped out with only a white bath towel around his waist.

His hair was drenched, and water dripped off the ends, falling on his muscular chest as droplets before they rolled down over his clear-cut abs and onto the loosely-draped bath towel.

At first, the man was stunned, but he frowned afterward.

As he shook his jet-black hair, he felt something inside his body brewing, and when he opened his eyes again, they had turned bloodshot.

He sensed that something was amiss, so he wondered, Is there a problem with the wine? Then, unwittingly, his eyes darted toward the wine glass beside the bed.

With his strong and firm grip, he grabbed Patricia and coldly asked, "Are you sent here by my grandfather?"

grandfather must have sent

he actually drugged my wine! Patricia fell into his embrace,

felt his cool, naked skin against hers, she felt the

raised her hands and circled them around his neck so she

Isaac furrowed his brows.

with, he was already feeling hot and uneasy, but when this woman

and rubbing against him from time to time,

took her lips in his, and

try, but slowly, it wasn’t enough for him, and he started to lick and invade her

a thud, both fell onto the

"It hurts…"

her arms refusing to let go

couldn’t be bothered anymore as he met his demands

long nor how many times it was, but she couldn’t take it anymore

day, she was woken up by the sounds of people knocking on the door, and she sat up

and she

burst open, and a group

on your head and knees on

the police station, Patricia was regarded as a prostitute, but she had

the Aniston Family, and they

critical of her

a long, solemn face when he saw that

"Grandpa…"

it.I really didn’t.I was clearly sleeping at home, but I don’t

now, she was still unclear about the

her stepmother, Gwen,

wouldn’t even imagine that the Young Lady of

"Tricia," Adeline chipped in.

with sleeping with just

sneered at those

tomorrow onwards, you’re going to study abroad in Tamalom,

he stood up and left as though he didn’t want to take another look at

"Grandpa!"

him loudly, but he walked away without

even when things had come to

let her daughter, Adeline, hold the title of the Young Lady

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

abroad? Don’t even

she dies on the way to Tamalom! … Six years later, Patricia walked

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