In a large, dark room of a five-star hotel, the curtain was firmly closed. Dirty dishes were scattered on the table. Red wine had spilled over the floor, which had totally soaked the carpet. In the dim light, two figures could be seen on the messy bed. The woman dug her fingers into the man's hair and gave in to his power. She completely lost herself to sexual pleasure as her body shook with desire.
She had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. How could she easily let him go this time? Her charming body rippled. She tried her best to follow him and wanted to keep him.
The man tightly hugged the woman, and they tossed around on the bed for hours. It appeared that he was also beginning to sink into the moment. Either that or he was drunk now and didn't know who she was, and so it no longer mattered to him.
The noises that could be heard from outside the room were unbearably painful for the listener.
Sarah sat on the sofa outside. She could clearly hear the sound from the room even without looking towards it. The door was open, so she could see them from the mirror on the opposite wall.
Her heart was broken. The man inside was her boss, and she loved him dearly. The woman inside the room was his mistress. She couldn't say anything about what they did in the hotel because she was just a secretary, inferior to a mistress. Why did he show it to her? Why? He clearly knew she loved him.
Sarah grasped the sofa tightly and dug her fingernails into the leather. Despite how sharp the pain was that now coursed through her fingers, it failed to distract her from the deeper pain in her heart.
Finally, the alarm clock on the coffee table rang; it had been requested by Charles. He needed to leave the hotel at three o'clock because he had an important meeting in half an hour. As his secretary, Sarah, must remind him. Even if he had a private rendezvous with his mistress, Sarah had to follow him. She couldn't understand why he wanted her to see that scene. Even if he didn't love her, he could at least consider her feelings, Sarah thought to herself.
Sarah held back her tears, but it was futile. She quickly wiped her tears away, tidied herself up, and plucked up the courage to walk into their room.
She dared not even look at them. She just knocked on the door and politely announced, "Sir, it's three o'clock. We need to be going back to the company."
It seemed that they were both satisfied. Thomas Charles was lying on the bed and smoking. His chiseled face could be clearly seen in the dim light. He was so handsome and perfect, particularly when smoking. His messy hair also made him even sexier.
He heard her words, but he didn't look at her. Instead, he simply replied in a low and hoarse voice, "I see."
The woman who was lying on his chest suddenly hugged him and said, "Charles, don't leave me now. Could you stay for a while? You are so powerful today, and I want so much more."
Charles extinguished the cigarette and turned around to playfully tap her on the nose, "Well, my baby, I know you need more, but I can't be with you today. I'll come to see you later." His tone was so gentle, like a good lover, much better than the way he talked to Sarah.
Sarah lowered her head the entire time. She felt even worse because she knew he had the capacity to be gentle but would only behave that way with women who weren't her.
The woman continued to flirt with him. The next moment he pinned her down again and kissed her for a while, ignoring Sarah.
Sarah's patience had been worn thin and said in a cutting tone, "Sir, I am waiting for you outside." Immediately afterward, she walked out of the door.
Charles glanced at the door with a smug look on his face as Sarah left.
After a while, he got out of bed and got dressed. The woman also followed him and moved to tie his necktie for him. However, when he looked at Sarah, who was sitting on the sofa with her head lowered and gradually tearing the sofa apart, he pushed the woman's hand away and said, "You can leave now. Let her come in to dress me."
The woman was unwilling to do it, "Charles, please let me help you. How can other women do these things?"
Unexpectedly, he suddenly became cold, "Get out!" His eyes looked fierce and completely different from how they'd been after making love.
The woman was frightened. She was aware of his temper, so she didn't dare anger him further and left. After she walked out, she turned to Sarah and said, "The boss has ordered you to dress him."
Sarah stood up and watched the woman go. She clenched her fist before she went into the messy room. She still had her head lowered and kept silent.Charles looked at her, smiling, "Come here and dress me!"She clenched her fist again and then walked over to him. She told herself to focus only on his clothes so that she couldn't see anything that would hurt her. However, when buttoning up his clothes, she was able to see red marks under his shirt and the woman's lipstick. She couldn't keep herself from crying.He lifted her chin and squinted, "What's wrong? Why are you so sad?"She gritted her teeth and turned her head away from him. Charles sneered at her, provocatively, "Don't you allow me to touch you? Why do you look like you're in such pain when I make love to other
"What else do you want? Let me go!" cried Sarah.Charles moved in close to her, bewitched her, "Sarah, don't you really want me at all? You say you love me, but you don't want me?" His other hand began to rub against her body, starting at her face and then down her neck, her clavicle, until it reached her breasts.Sarah was completely terrified and cried out, "Let me go, don't touch me!"Charles, however, continued to squeeze her breasts and seduce her, "You really don't want me? But you are trembling, and you enjoy it. Sarah, why do you always cheat yourself?" His body was slowly getting closer to her, with his hands continuing to grope her body.Sarah was trembling. Although she was both furious and upset, she still couldn't help but shudder whenever he touched her. Sh
One year ago, Sarah had attended an interview to work for this company. The final interviewer was Charles. When she had met him, he was reclining on his chair with his fingers interlocked on his abdomen. He was so casual, and it was his casual attitude that made him distinctive. His eyes were so delicate; his thin lips were slightly exposing his beautiful teeth. Under the sunlight, he appeared to be an impossibly handsome man.From that moment, she was attracted to him. After the interview, she became his personal secretary, so she had more opportunity to be in contact with him and marvel at his outstanding business talents. Eventually, she fell in love with him. A man of such high quality was always easy to be loved by women, and Sarah was no exception. It had never occurred to her though that he was a devil.He knew she loved him, but he still toyed with her
“What?" Sarah continued to stare at him in disbelief and continued, "You want me to be your girlfriend?""Well, isn't that what you always wanted?" Charles looked at her.Sarah was in shock and didn't know how to respond. After a long time, she answered, "You're not joking?""You think I'm joking?" Charles stared at her. Although he looked like he was still playing, his tone was serious.Sarah looked at him for a long time, with hundreds of thoughts rushing through her mind. Didn't he always humiliate her for pleasure? Why did he give in to her so quickly? It was all so confusing. Why has he now decided that he wants a romantic relationship with her? Or, was this just another cruel way of teasing her?This man was so ab
Charles looked cool, overbearing, and fickle, but as a lover, he was surprisingly gentle. He respected Sarah's opinion and always made a decision based upon what she wanted. This made Sarah feel like a genuine connection with Charles might actually be possible.It had never occurred to Sarah that Charles could be so tender and gentle. When they went out for a date, Charles always let her decide what she wanted and never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do. Charles gave her the feeling of romantic love, so Sarah thought that maybe she had misjudged him before.However, sometimes she became suspicious, wondering whether Charles was gentle to every woman that he interacted with and not just her. Did Charles truly love her?She tried to gauge the answer from his eyes, but she was unable to read him. In her p
Sarah was stunned. She grabbed her phone and went over to her window. Charles was outside, standing in the middle of a burning heart-shaped firework. He saw her in the window and shouted, "Sarah, I love you! Happy birthday!"As it all began to sink in, Sarah realized that she couldn't possibly feel sorry for herself for both her sister and her lover had remembered her birthday and cared for her. Clearly, Charles had just wanted to give her a surprise. Suddenly, she began to cry. Hearing her cries down the phone, Sophia asked, "What's the matter with you? Why are you crying?"She quickly explained what was going on to Sophia and told her she would call her back later. Once she had hung up the phone, she ran downstairs to greet Charles.Charles smiled and opened his arms, waiting for Sarah's embrace.
Sarah had never worn such clothes before, so she was hesitant as to whether it was suitable to go out and meet Charles in this dress.From the outside, Charles asked, "Sarah, are you ok? Why not come out?"Sarah responded, "Ah, I'm ok." Then she opened her wardrobe and found a shawl. Although the color didn't match, it was a good way to cover her skin. Wearing the shawl, she dared to open the door and go out.To her surprise, Charles had prepared a candlelit dinner for her. The candle, the red wine, the music, all reminded her of a scene in a romantic film.Sarah was in shock, saying, "This is unbelievable. I am so surprised that you have prepared all of this!"Noticing that Sarah had emerged with a shawl on her shoulder, Cha
Sarah made no response. Then Charles gave in to his own desire. Sarah seemed not to resist him, or she had already fallen asleep and was unable to fight against him. He finally succumbed to all his wishes and kissed her entire body. At last, he put his penis between her legs and was ready to enter her. At this moment, he stopped. He held her face and asked, "Sarah, can I? Can I?" He began to sweat, and his voice became hoarse.Sarah slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man towering above her. She still seemed to be confused. Charles couldn't stop kissing her to relieve his hunger for her body, "Sarah, can I? Can I?"Sarah felt very comfortable and groaned. It appeared to answer him. Charles could no longer control himself; he started to find her vagina and went to thrust inside her. However, Sarah woke up at this point. She felt that something was about to