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 women?"
She didn't say anything but answered in her mind: "I love you, but I don't want to be your mistress. I just want real love. If you can do that, I can give you everything including my body. Why do you want my body just like you want other women? Why do you sully my love?"
Charles, however, could not read her thoughts and continued to stare at her, "Or are you jealous? In fact, had you imagined replacing that woman so you could lie underneath me?"
"No!" She finally turned to look at him in the face.
He squinted and continued to play with her chin. "It's just because you have never felt that! You love me. Haven't you ever thought about lying under me one day? How about trying it today?"
She suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.
Her slap left a red handprint on Charles's face. He held his face and stared at her. Sarah stared back at him with her eyes full of tears. She didn't understand why he always played with her feelings. Didn't he know his actions could break her heart?
Regardless of how extreme her reaction might have been, Sarah didn't regret what she had done. Noticing her hard expression, Charles squinted at her, with a sense of danger in his eyes. Suddenly he pulled her back to the bed, pinned her down, and began to take off her clothes.
Sarah screamed, "Charles, what are you trying to do? Let me go. Let me go!"
She struggled and pushed him but failed because Charles was now drunk and a lot stronger than she was. Charles restrained her with even more force. Her jacket was torn off along with her suit dress, both of which were no longer wearable. Despite her struggles, he removed all of her clothes except her underwear and knickers. Her chest, however, was now also half-exposed from the struggle.
Sarah noticed a moment of opportunity and bit Charles's arm, which made him immediately loosen his grip. She quickly took this chance to escape. When she had almost crawled to the end of the bed, she was grabbed by Charles again. He pinned her down firmly, "You want to run?" His tone was chilling, resembling a sinister wolf.
With tears cascading down her face, Sarah cried out, "Let me go, Charles, What the hell are you trying to do?"
Charles looked at her, his breath tickled her soft skin. His half-naked body was undeniably sexy and he clearly felt as though he was seducing her.
"What am I doing?" said Charles, hoarsely, "I just want to see your body and know how precious it is that even I can't touch it!" He looked over her whole body greedily. Suddenly, he smiled, "Well, I can imagine how beautiful your body is. Except for being too thin, your figure is more beautiful than many other women. It's a pity that you usually wear such conservative clothes."
Charles' words sounded like a taunt, especially during such a violent interaction. Sarah felt ashamed, uncomfortable with how he objectified her. Still, she struggled, "Let me go. You are an absolute bastard, a beast!" She was so angry that her voice was beginning to tremble.
Hearing her words, Charles sneered, "A bastard, a beast? If you scold me as a bastard after this, then what will you call me in the future? This is nothing!"
"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
Recently, the company has been very busy. Charles seldom sent her flowers to show his love, even when he was in the office throughout the day. Sarah was also busy attending to her own business. They rarely had any contact with each other. It did, however, give her a lot of time to think about their relationship. After a lot of contemplation, she was able to see clearly that she could do nothing about their love except sigh and let it go.At this moment, her phone suddenly pinged. It was a message. She thought it might be Charles inviting her to have dinner that night; after all, she was about to get off work. However, it was an unknown number, saying: Are you free tonight? We can have a talk at Fairy Coffee House, 21:00.Sarah thought someone might have sent a message to the wrong person, so she just ignored it. After a few moments, another message was received