Chapter 2: Five years later

After bringing the wine, the waiter politely left.

Carwyn looked at the amber liquid in the glass, dreamy eyes, picked up the wine glass again, and took a breath. The wine aroma was warm, sweet, but strong enough to absorb. Just for Carwyn, it was not. It's okay. In the marketplace, it's hard to avoid social parties, so drinking is necessarily good.

When he finished drinking a few more glasses, whether it was because of the quiet space or the influence of alcohol, Carwyn was a bit drunk.

At this time, each sound of the piano is played, the melody is wonderfully smooth, it is the sound of the piano that makes listeners vibrate.

He frowned slightly, looking in the direction of the noise, only seeing three waiters stopping a man.

"You guys, what's with this! Why are you preventing me from going in?"

"I don't have a membership card, but my lover is indeed in it!"

Scattered whispers came.

The girl playing the piano just now suddenly stopped, walked quickly towards the other man, then pulled him to the gate.

She was frowning, for some reason, seeing that scene in Carwyn's heartfelt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a beautiful woman dressed in flamboyant fashion approached him, "Sir, can I have a drink?" The woman came and sat beside Carwyn, leaning against him as she spoke.

There was a flash of coldness in Carwyn's eyes, but it changed in a moment to teasing, "Okay! What would the beauty want to drink?" After listening to Carwyn's words, the woman immediately showed no respect blatantly pressed her soft body against him. Her collar is shallow, revealing half of her milky breasts, deliberately pretending to be rubbing close to Carwyn's chest. Carwyn conveniently wrapped his arm around her tiny waist, "Sir, can I get you a drink?" As she finished speaking, the other woman lifted a glass of wine from the table, took a sip, and kissed Carwyn on the lips.

Holding the other woman's belt, the two walked out of the Pub. Carwyn wanted to find a hotel because he had never brought a woman home. They were all unworthy.

Pub entrance…

"Andrew, I don't want to continue like this, don't bother me anymore. We should break up. Can you? Don't try to hold me back."

"It won't be like that. I'm so good to you, why don't you like me. Just have to leave me."

Grainne looked at the man in front of him and sighed helplessly, previously agreeing to go out with him simply out of fear of being attached to him, not like him. Moreover, she doesn't need to involve him anymore with my current situation. She no longer has the spirit and energy to talk about love right now. What she needs most right now is money, or else she's afraid of her brother... Oh...

"I told you, I have never felt for you. I don't love you, do you understand or not!" Just as Grainne saw a taxi passing by, she turned her head and smiled. "Andrew, I have to go if you keep chasing me... Me, I won't want to look at you for the rest of my life. again." After saying that, she quickly ran to the street to pick up the car. It looks like she bumped into someone. It hurts.

No, no time to apologize. She must immediately leave this place. She felt that her whole body was not normal at all.

Carwyn hugged the other woman standing at the entrance to the parking lot, waiting for the driver to bring the car. The whole scene just now entered his eyes. He just wanted to look back. While he's not the type to stick his nose in other people's business, he's just interested in seeing how a woman can make a man chase after death and fight, such loss of face. But how could the woman next to him let him look at another woman? She kept kissing him, leaving him with no leisure time to care about anything other than his own.

The other girl ran into the street, bumped into him, didn't even apologize, and immediately got into a taxi. She must be afraid of the man chasing her. Carwyn finally saw the face of the other woman clearly, indeed the girl playing the piano just now. That little bit of a good impression was gone in an instant. Again, he affirmed a woman with a passion for vanity, grinning mockingly.

This thought made him think of that woman, and his eyes turned cold in an instant. Women are indeed all lustful forms of vanity. Pushing away from the woman who was glued to him, he sat in the car, started the engine, and without hesitation chased the taxi that had just left.

He left the other woman alone to protect the street outside, screaming, noisy. Carwyn also doesn't know why he has to chase the other girl. Only if he doesn't do so will he regret it.

"Phu… Phu..." Grainne breathed incessantly, her lips parted, her breath incomparably hot, her chest rising and falling rapidly, but somehow unable to absorb enough oxygen to keep her awake. The stream of heat rose from her body, making her whole body uncomfortable. Miserably swallowing, licking dry lips, but that was not enough. She wanted more than this. Desire mixed with fear welled up in Grainne's heart. She clenched her teeth as hard as she could, hoping a bit of pain would bring her back to her senses. After regaining her composure, Grainne hurriedly got out of the taxi. "Damn, how could she put herself in the middle of this dangerous predicament? She shouldn't have had a glass of wine from a guest, and she was so careless. Now, there's no use in regretting. The important thing is that she should do something to get out of this situation. She tried to open her eyes wide. Oh my god! Where did she run to? Can anyone save her?" She tried to open her mouth, but no words came out.

The sound of car brakes sounded, a car stopped not far from her.

Grainne seemed to see hope. If there is a car, there must be someone. She mustered all her strength to walk towards the other vehicle and open the door.

Carwyn looked at her with a surprised expression. What did this girl want to do?

I took a taxi about halfway and got off the bus. Only allowing himself to be angry, he did not realize that Grainne was not normal at all. "Help me with… beg you…" Her voice was dry, Grainne said, but she wasn't sure the other party could hear it.

Carwyn finally found out she wasn't normal, "What's wrong with you? What are you trying to do?" She couldn't answer. She could only hold her body tightly with both hands, half bending her body. The rush of heat once again took over her body, and she was increasingly unable to control herself. Carwyn's low voice rang in her ears. The narrow space in the car made her feel the faint scent of perfume mixed with the smell of alcohol on him. It's a very masculine scent.

She was approaching the temple slowly, the scent filling her ears. Grainne struggled to maintain her rationality, slowly fading into smoke. She lifted her head, an unusual glint in her eyes, and wrapped her arms around Carwyn's neck, and before she could ask herself, she moved forward, just like that fiercely kissing him.

The sudden kiss made Carwyn a little unable to keep up. Those hot lips were seducing him. Looking at the girl hastily kissing him didn't show any skill. Is this her way of attracting him? Carwyn's eyes were dark and dark. This girl interested him. He also did not politely kiss back, immediately taking the initiative. He gradually discovered that she was not typical at all, damn it! The cheeks are rosy. The whole body is hot, and the consciousness is not clear. This expression is a sign of something. It was she who was given drugs. Knowing the situation, Carwyn couldn't help but be highly indignant. Someone had the guts to treat her like that!

Looking at the sexy figure next to her, Carwyn's eyes exuded tenderness.

The smallmouth was slightly opened, the eyes were half-closed, the long eyelashes gently drooping to cover the dreamy eyes. He wanted to look and see what expression those eyes would reveal when awake?

Entering the room, dropping the key Carwyn laid the struggling girl in his lap on the bed, then sat down next to him, his long fingers gliding over the tiny pink face he had never unconsciously touched. On any girl, it is easy to see, this charming small object in front of his eyes will break his up-to-date principles.

Pulling her collar down, her snow-white skin is exposed, her bra is just plain white, is this girl still wearing cute things? The elite pupils instantly drooped. Carwyn grinned and shook his head. He shouldn't have expected this girl to have so much purity left. The type of person who frequents the Pub, even if it is not for the sake of temporary pleasure, but also the sake of wealth.

Long slender fingers punishingly caressed her petite, white neck. She really shouldn't pretend to be elegant without dust, making him even more disgusted because she was charming. He succeeds.

"Don't..." He stroked her so hard that she felt pain. Although her whole body was hot like fire, strangely, the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared. The soft body underneath made him unable to help but lower his head, taking over those pale pink cherry lips. Her lips did not disappoint him, very sweet, plump, and soft, gently gliding with her tongue. Then, around the edge of Grainne's lips, Carwyn slowly coaxed her to part, and immediately, Carwyn slid his tongue inside, slowly with her clove tongue entwined, her tip sweet, soft, he had tasted many fine teas. Still, there was no taste comparable to the honey on her lips. The tender feelings that have been hidden in the heart for thousands of years will explode when touched. It wasn't until both of them couldn't breathe that they stopped.

He was looking forward to finding pleasure in her soon, but this girl would not disappoint him.

His lower body was already feeling. He was a little surprised by his own body's reaction. It was just a kiss that could make his lust run so high. Carwyn loosened the tie around her neck, walked over to the bed, laid on top of her, her whole body as snow-white as red, as usual, her technique of seducing men needed improvement. So before The prey is trapped, how can the hunter fall first?

Kissing her, just stroking her, just entangled with her violently trembling legs, he was driven mad by solid lust. "So hot... So thirsty..." Grainne was aware. Her reason had gradually drifted away. She had become a slave to stimulants.

"Ah…" Her groan seemed to have the power to activate, allowing the lust in Carwyn's body, now engrossed in the environment, to grow several parts momentarily. Carwyn really couldn't take it anymore, quickly, gently, away from her, his hot eyes fixed on her glittering enchanting body, and immediately let out a voice and entered her. Then, as he crept into the small space inside, in an instant, she let out a scream, her breathing quickened, entirely out of control. "Damn it." Carwyn couldn't handle it let out a cry. When he finished the fragile shard, he didn't continue. He really couldn't take it. Can it be replaced? Did she luck herself understand her? The gaze temporarily became gentle and gentle, and there was no further action. He wanted her to adapt to the strong man quickly. "Oh..." A sharp pain spread from below and around, reaching Grainne's extremities.

Her whole body trembled more and more, her small hands tightly wrapped around his back, her tiny pink lips let out a gasping sound mixed with faint sounds, then suddenly sobbed, like little white rabbit cute playing. Carwyn saw her expression like that. The desire under her body became even more substantial. So he gradually moved harder, feeling her soft femininity wrap around him, his heart finally rising with a strange satisfaction.