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Chapter 2 A Beautiful Woman Sleeping With Somebody Else

  • When Iris opened her eyes, she found herself in complete darkness. Her head was hurting so badly that it felt like it was going to explode. Moreover, she felt extremely thirsty. Sh*t; did I catch a cold again? Why does it hurt so much?
  • Stretching out semi-consciously, she groped around in the direction of the bedside table. She vaguely remembered that there was a glass of water there. Crash! The sound of a glass falling to the ground rang out. For some reason, she didn’t even have the strength to pick up the glass anymore. Although she desperately wanted to call out to her husband, she found that she didn’t even have the strength to speak either.
  • Feeling something cool next to her hand, she reached out to touch it. It turned out to be a glass. Furthermore, she vaguely had the feeling that a man was standing in front of her. Right; it’s probably Dexter handing me a glass of water. She finished the entire glass of water in one breath. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. Finally, her body didn’t feel as hot and dry as before.
  • After that, something black pressed down on her. She felt slightly suffocated, wondering what was pressing down on her body. A moment later, she realized that it was a man and a naked man no less. Touching the man’s strong back, it felt as hard as a rock.
  • Oh, my dear husband… Why do you have to do this when I’m feeling so terrible? Never mind; I’ll just go along with him as much as possible.
  • In the beginning, she felt the man kissing her neck repeatedly. Gradually, she felt him unbuttoning the buttons of her pajamas. Then, his head slowly slid downward. All of a sudden, it became freezing cold followed by the feeling of warmth again. She felt as if her chest was being wrapped up and felt some pain in response.
  • “Be gentler, Dexter. It hurts,” she groaned. Although her voice was soft, the man lying on her body heard her clearly.
  • “D*mn it, you little slut. Why are you calling out somebody else’s name in my bed?!” That man stopped his actions and sat up on the bed abruptly while cursing.
  • She couldn’t hear anything—it felt as if her senses had been blocked from the outside world—all she could feel was the loss of the pleasurable feeling she was experiencing just now.
  • The man wasn’t very pleased. Perhaps, the name of another man had irked him. Thus, he wanted to leave.
  • However, in her aroused state, she had already been teased to the point of no return. How could she allow him to leave in that condition? “Don’t go… Darling, I want more…”
  • She gripped the man’s hand tightly and gently stroked the broad chest of the man in front of her.
  • “What a whore. You asked for it.” The man did not hold back and threw himself at her again. This time around, his movements were much rougher than before. She felt her legs being spread apart abruptly, followed by a painful sensation ripping through her lower body.
  • Have you ever taken a boat ride before? At that moment, Iris felt as if she were a small boat floating along the gently rippling surface of a lake…
  • The first rays of the morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains. Iris opened her eyes in a daze. The headache she was suffering from last night had vanished without a trace, but she still had some lingering dizziness.
  • Through the sunlight filtering into the room, she could vaguely make out the furnishings in the room. The bed was covered in genuine silk bedding with lace trailing from the edge of the bed to the ground. The ground was covered in thick carpet. The carpet was so thick that stepping on it felt as if one was stepping on cotton.
  • “What is this? It feels like I’m in a dream.” Her memories from last night ended the moment she entered her room. However, the memories of the subsequent lovemaking she had with her husband were vividly fresh in her mind. Dexter is usually so gentle and graceful. I can’t believe how beastly he was in bed. It felt as if he were a different person entirely. But, that truly made it unforgettable for me.
  • Slowly turning her head around, she saw a man lying next to her. His facial features were exquisite and well-defined. His nose bridge was firm, and she could clearly make out his long eyelashes. The man was sleeping soundly and snoring softly. His skin was as delicate and tender as a woman’s. Unable to help herself, she stretched out her small hand and pinched the man’s face.
  • Even though her action was very light, it seemed to have disturbed the man. He rolled over and slept on his back. This time, she could see him clearly. He was so good-looking that he was comparable to most celebrities. At the same time… she also clearly noticed that this man was not her husband, Dexter. It was a complete stranger.
  • Her drowsiness vanished instantly, and she rolled out of bed in shock. Why is it so soft? It doesn’t hurt at all. No, that can’t be right. My house has marble flooring. The feeling that something was wrong grew stronger and stronger. Thus, she hurriedly got up from the ground, walked over to the window, and pulled open the curtains.
  • The furnishings in the room became clearly visible. The room was much more spacious than before, and the furnishings had gotten more luxurious too. The theme of the entire room was a contrast of black and white. More importantly, she had never even seen some of these things before.
  • “W-Who are you?! Why are you in my room?!” She was panicking. Perhaps it was her shrill voice or the sunlight shining in through the windows that woke the man from his sleep with a start.
  • The man opened his eyes and sat up. When she saw the stranger in front of her, she felt as if she was about to faint. The man’s eyes were as brilliant and dazzling as diamonds—so much so that she felt slightly blinded by the sight of them. Moreover, his powerful figure was naked and exposed to her.
  • Damn it; what am I thinking?! It was only a split moment. Then, she came back to her senses. No matter how pleasant this man was on the eyes, the situation had become clear—she had no idea who this man was. Is this who I spent the night with yesterday?!
  • “Who on earth are you? Where is my husband? Where is Dexter?” She was trembling. The man in front of her left her feeling confused. Is he part of the organ trafficking ring? Or, the human trafficking ring? All the scenarios she saw in TV dramas surfaced in her mind. My organs! Did I lose any of my organs?! Hastily looking down, she was relieved to see that her body seemed to be intact. However, her skin was marred with bite marks that were clearly visible against her skin. That was the evidence of what she did with this man last night.
  • “You scoundrel!” Iris finally realized that she was completely naked. Furthermore, the man had been looking at her for a long time now. Thus, she hurriedly snatched the bedding off the bed and used it to cover her body.
  • That man said nothing as he pursed his lips and threw aside the blankets. In response, Iris closed her eyes in shame. “Your service was great. I’m quite impressed.”