Sandra did not answer Xenia's question. Instead, she replied, "The crawfish here tastes good. It's big and fresh."But Xenia showed no interest in the crawfish. She was captivated by Micah, her eyes lingering on him."Sandra, is he your boyfriend or bodyguard?"Sandra shot Xenia an annoyed glance and answered, "He's my boyfriend. What's it to you?""Nothing much. Your boyfriend suddenly rushed onto the stage and disrupted the filming. Mr. Dodd was pissed. Tell your boyfriend he shouldn't do that again. Even if he wants to become famous, that's not the way."Xenia's words were somewhat sarcastic, leaving Sandra feeling uncomfortable.The latter retorted, "My boyfriend doesn't want to become famous. He rushed onto the stage because he saw I was feeling unwell. "If it weren't for him, I'd have died by now. And if someone dies, the filming can't continue, anyway."Sandra did not know hypothermia could be so severe. She thought she could have toughed it out.Fortunately, Micah h
Sandra's suggestive tone caused Micah's heart to flutter, and indescribable images appeared in his mind again. His lips trembled as he nervously asked, "W-What do you want to do?""What do you think I want to do?" Sandra winked at him and then licked her lips. Everything was implied but left unsaid, understood without being spoken.Micah felt both excited and awkward. He cleared his throat before replying, "It's too fast.""We'll get there eventually. So, why not do it sooner? We can enjoy it in advance," Sandra said seriously.Once again, her logic left Micah at a loss for words.He took a deep breath to remain rational. Micah refused to let his instincts take the reins once more. "We've just started dating, and there's no guarantee we'll continue to do so. I don't want to hurt you if we don't work out."But Sandra did not seem to care. "Why is your thinking still so conservative in this day and age? I'm not concerned about it, so why should you?"She merely wanted hi
Micah's judgment may be somewhat clouded, but he was still aware that he and Sandra were in the car.It was their first time doing the deed. Wasn't it too intense for it to happen in the car?"Let's head back to the hotel. The car is too small," Micah said as he grabbed Sandra's hand, his voice hoarse but sexy. Sandra looked at him seductively. "Are you sure you can hold on until we return to the hotel? I can't stand it anymore. I want it now…"She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips as she spoke. Every move of hers was charming.Micah was both amused and helpless at the sight of Sandra's eagerness. He had never met such an unrestrained woman like her. She was indeed a lethal poison. Micah's throat felt like it was on fire. He swallowed hard and replied, "It's our first time. Let's not be hasty. We can enjoy it better in the hotel room."Sandra was not the only inexperienced one. It was also Micah's first time. He felt that doing it in the car lacked a sense
Sandra flashed a satisfied smile as she wrapped her arms around Micah's neck and kissed him. "Please be gentle. I'm afraid it'll hurt… Mmm…"An hour later, Sandra lay limp in Micah's arms. Both of them were drenched in sweat.Although the car was not spacious, it did not affect Micah's performance. Sandra was very satisfied with him. He turned to look at the sleepy Sandra and gently asked, "Does it still hurt?""Yeah…"Sandra did not expect it to hurt so much to the point she'd cried in pain.Now, she was exhausted. She did not even have the strength to keep her eyes open.Micah reached out to gently wipe away Sandra's tears. "Are you satisfied?""Yeah," Sandra replied as she embraced him tightly. At that moment, all she wanted to do was sleep. Sandra then fell asleep. She had no idea how she returned to the hotel.When she woke up, it was already morning.Micah was lying beside her, and neither of them was wearing anything. Her eyes lit up at the sight of his hand
"Chelsey, Luke's eyes have recovered, so it's high time you two consummate the marriage. You should go over to his place tonight!"This was what Chelsey Jenson's mother-in-law, Josie Suthers, said as they were eating dinner.Chelsey's heart skipped a beat. She said softly, "Okay."She and Lucas Yates had been married for three years, and she'd cared for him throughout that period. But after he'd regained his sight, he'd moved out to live alone.Chelsey made her way to Lucas' current abode based on the address Josie had given to her. She arrived at a standalone villa that was beside the river.She keyed in the password and headed inside. The villa reeked of alcohol.Chelsey found Lucas in the master bedroom on the second floor. He lay on the bed, buck-naked and snoring away. There were even unfinished bottles of liquor on the bedside table. The stench of liquor permeated every corner of the room. It was suffocating."Lucas …" Chelsey called.He didn't respond.She sat beside th
The woman in the photo was beautiful. She had delicate features, and her long hair cascaded down her shoulders and over her white dress. She held a cello as she smiled.They were both women, but Chelsey couldn't help finding the one in the photo to be much prettier than herself. There was something about her that made her seem ethereal and gentle. It was as if she were a being from beyond this world.In this instant, Chelsey realized this villa was the marital home Lucas had prepared for himself and Shannon. And she, his actual wife, had only consummated the marriage in Shannon's place.She wouldn't even appear in Lucas' dreams; Shannon would be the only one in there.Chelsey left as quietly as she'd come.…Two days later, Chelsey saw Shannon in the flesh at a private concert the latter was throwing in celebration of her return.Shannon had mailed an invitation to the concert to Lucas. When Chelsey saw the mailer's name, she'd opened the envelope tentatively to see the invitati
Lucas took off his suit jacket and put it around Shannon's shoulders. Then, he lifted her into his arms and carried her off stage.He wasn't bothered by the red paint getting onto his white shirt. He comforted her tenderly.As he walked past Chelsey, his expression turned frosty. He growled, "I won't let anyone who's harmed Shannon off the hook. That includes you!"His accusation was like a stab to Chelsey's heart. It was silent, but it hurt like hell.She stared at him in disbelief. "What's that supposed to mean?"His rage almost swept her away. "Doing these things will only make me detest you, Chelsey!"She held back her tears. "Why are you so sure that it's me? Do you have proof?""Who else could it be? Don't play dumb with me, Chelsey. I can't believe you'd pull such a ruthless trick. If Shannon's hand doesn't recover fully, I'll break yours."Lucas was already sure that Chelsey was the one who'd harmed Shannon, and nothing she said would change that.He was her husband an
"Shannon and Mr. Yates are childhood sweethearts who were made for each other. You're the one who tore them apart, you vixen!""Nothing good will come out of someone willing to be a mistress. What goes around, comes around. It's what you deserve!"Chelsey clapped her hands over her ears and cried, "I'm not a mistress! I'm not!"But people would only pity the weak, especially when the weak were beautiful. No one cared about Chelsey's pain and grievance.…That night, the atmosphere seemed particularly lonely. It looked like it would be yet another tough night.Chelsey stood beneath the shower as the warm water poured over her. The image of Lucas leaving with Shannon kept replaying in her mind. Her heart ached with every second of it.Her face was wet; she could no longer tell whether it was from the shower or her tears.Suddenly, the sound of the door flying open dragged her back to her senses. She wiped the water on her face away with a towel and opened her eyes.Chelsey met L