Chapter 19 Sleep with the Childhood Sweetheart by
Edwiin drove Suzanne to an apartment he had bought earlier.
After parking the car in the parking lot, he took Suzanne to the elevator. He didn’t expect Suzanne to rub against him restlessly, which almost broke the last thread of reason in his mind.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
After opening the door and entering the apartment, Edwiin pressed Suzanne against the door and kissed her fiercely. He pulled her legs around his waist and tried to take off her black dress.
“It hurts.” Suzanne was a little unhappy. The door was so hard that her back ached.
Hearing her words, Edwiin took good care of her and walked into the house with his hands on her hips.
His cold lips wandered on her cheek restlessly. He leaned forward and pressed her against the soft sofa.
Suzanne’s eyes were full of smiles. She put her arms around Edwiin’s neck and smiled sweetly. She kicked off the troublesome high heels on her feet and moved her delicate feet up and down his legs, teasing him.
Edwiin tightened himself and pinched her chin with one hand. He kissed her harder and harder and tore off her dress. His actions were very rude as he yanked at her light blue bra.
Sensing a chill on her chest, Suzanne let out a cry. The heat of the man’s palm seemed to ignite her all over. A light pink slowly climbed up her delicate body.
Wrapped in the hot breath, Suzanne had nowhere to run and gradually sank.
She grabbed his hair and twisted her body. Her voice was soft and charming. “Vito, I’m so gentle, right? Do you still like it?”
Edwiin, who was buried in her chest, froze when he heard those words. His handsome face, which was full of lust, was filled with anger. He pinched Suzanne’s chin with one hand and said coldly, “Suzanne, say it again.”
“Aha?” Suzanne blinked at him and stroked his cheek with her finger. Biting her lower lip, she looked extremely charming, like a goblin. “Don’t you like it?”
“Of course, I like it! Of course, I like it!” Edwiin sneered with bloodthirstiness in his eyes. He picked up the woman on the sofa, strode into the bedroom with her, and threw her onto the bed.
Thinking that Suzanne only regarded him as Vito to curry favor with, the man became furious. He got his tie off and pressed down on her. At this moment, he no longer had his original gentleness but had become a fierce beast.
Suzanne was made sex by him again and again, without any time to rest.
When she woke up again, it was already the next day. The sunlight outside the windows was blocked by a thick curtain, and some faint light seeped in.
Suzanne struggled to sit up from the bed. She drank wildly last night, causing her head to feel a little dizzy, and her body was limp as if she had no strength.
After coming to her sense for a while, she noticed her surroundings. This was not her room at all!
“My God!” Suzanne’s face was almost as pale as a sheet. After glancing at the decorations in the room, she became even more panicked and unease filled her eyes.
She raised her arm to take a closer look. After finding those shallow marks on her delicate arms, she almost broke down. She opened her mouth and couldn’t even scream.
Had……had she slept with someone?
“I didn’t allow Vito that bastard to get my first time, but I actually gave it to a stranger. Oh my god, it is so stimulating that I can’t accept it,” thought Suzanne.
Remembering that someone she didn’t know had sex with her, again and again, yesterday, Suzanne had goosebumps all over. Her stomach churned and she almost threw up. She quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
Suzanne didn’t stop until she had washed five or six times until her skin was almost scraped.
She quickly buttoned up her underwear and found the light blue underwear under the bedside table. Her cheeks were slightly red. She picked it up and when she looked up, she saw that there was a kettle and some medicine on the bedside table.
There was a piece of paper under the kettle with a line of bold and powerful words written on it: After waking up, take the medicine first and rest for a while. There are clothes in the wardrobe.
It was just a few simple words without extra words.
The familiar handwriting made Suzanne stiffen. She clutched the piece of paper tightly, her hands shaking uncontrollably. Even her face was pale, filled with despair and helplessness.
She had actually made love with Edwiin.
Suzanne’s soft body sat back on the edge of the bed. She touched her forehead with her palm. Only then did she vaguely remember that she had met Myron at the bar yesterday. When she was playing the finger-guessing game and drinking with him, Edwiin had come.
Edwiin seemed to be suppressing his anger and forcibly took her out. She made a scene in the car, drunk, and restlessly hit him. Then, she couldn’t remember anything else.
How embarrassing!
Suzanne bit her lower lip and wanted to bury her face in the palm of her hand forever. When she thought that she had slept with her “brother”, she felt particularly embarrassed and even wanted to jump into the sea.
Unlike Vito, Edwiin was very indifferent.
They hadn’t seen him smile a few times a month, and he was extremely decisive. He didn’t allow others to procrastinate, and his tone was extremely oppressive.
When she was a child, Suzanne didn’t think much of it, but when she grew up, Edwiin became more strict with her. With a cold face, what he said would make her very scared.
That sense of fear had been with her for a long time.
Even facing the most cunning stars, Suzanne, would be able to fight back calmly and never let herself be at a disadvantage.
However, in the face of someone as cold as Edwiin, she became a rabbit, unable to stretch out her claws at all.
Suzanne couldn’t stop trembling at the thought of Edwiin’s handsome face. She didn’t know what to do next at all.
What should I do? Should I ask him confidently: Did I sleep with you last night? What compensation do you want?
No, no, Suzanne can’t say such behavior or words. She’d rather fight with Vito for a few more rounds with her sharp tongue than provoke that kind of man Edwiin. It’s terrible.
Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, the phone in her bag rang.
Suzanne thought it was a call from Edwiin. Biting her lower lip, she fumbled to take her phone out of her bag. In the end, it turned out that the caller was not him, it was Afra. She couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
“Good morning, mom.”
“Hey, Suzanne, why is your voice so hoarse?”
Hearing Suzanne’s voice sound dry and hoarse as if she hadn’t drunk water in a long time, Afra couldn’t help but worry. “Baby, drink more water. Be good with your throat.”
Suzanne froze. Hearing what Afra said, she really felt thirsty as if it was because she had moaned for too long during sex.
Thinking of the reason why her throat was thirsty, Suzanne blushed and hurriedly poured herself a glass of water to drink. Clearing her throat, she asked obediently, “Mom, what’s up?”