Love for Traitor

Agnes woke up startled. Sudden pain in her body made her wince. The legs seem to have been disassembled. The sensitive area between the legs is also painful. She looked around. This is not her bedroom. Agnes sat up hastily. She became bewildered. Her mind immediately remembered the frenzy of last night. Agnes went with friends to Bar In The Night to entertain. They play a game. When it was Agnes' turn, she lost. Her punishment was to seduce a man sitting at the next table.

Then… then Agnes remembered that she seemed to have resisted every rebuff of the man. She hugged him defiantly. Because she was attracted to his handsomeness and masculinity. Two people rented a hotel. The man became rough and strong. His hand caressed every soft curve of Agnes. His low, hoarse voice echoed in her ears, it was seductive and lustful:

"Baby, do you know who I am?"

At that moment Agnes was no longer aware of anything. All her senses become sensitive under the influence of alcohol. Agnes looked dreamily at the tall figure before her eyes, she couldn't see his face. The surrounding space is only illuminated by a small night light. Her arms grasped his shoulder blades. She could feel his hard muscles under the fabric of his clothes. His scent intoxicated her. The temperature between the two increased.

Without a sweet kiss or cuddling gesture, the man took off both of their clothes in a hurry. Then he put his penis straight into her body. The curtain is torn. The pain spread throughout the body. Agnes frowned and sobbed, and raised her hand to protest.

“Um… Aaa… it's too big.”

Her cry made him take a deep breath. His thrusting was temporarily stopped. He reached out his hand to caress her round breasts, he pinched her nipples and said:

"This is the price you pay for teasing me.”

With that, he leaned down and kissed Agnes' neck. She immediately curled up as his warm breath suddenly brushed against her skin. His kiss spread across her neck and collarbone. Then pull a line down the nipples. He took one in his mouth, his tongue gliding back and forth skillfully. It made her breathing erratic, her heart rate racing. Agnes felt like she was on a cloud. The pain between the legs has subsided. Instead, there are new emotions. It was like an electric current ran through her body. It's strange.

The man waited for Agnes to adjust and then started moving. He moved his waist with increasing frequency. Her slender legs were put on his elbows by him. She felt his long penis go deep into her body. It occupied every nook and cranny, touching the most sensitive part of her. Beneath her, she constricted violently with each thrust. The overwhelming pleasure made Agnes swoon.

“Ah deep… so deep. Slow down… please.”

Wet fluid spilled all over the bed. The moans and sexual breaths of the couple resounded throughout the room…

Damned! It was just a game at first. Why turn into bed together now?

Agnes ends her flashback and curses in her mind. She suppressed her embarrassment and turned to look at the man lying next to her. Immediately her eyes widened in surprise.

Oh my God! Impossible! Ryan Gonzalez, New York City's the man jewel, he slept with her last night?

He is still fast asleep. The nose is high and straight and the jaw line is visible. Her black hair was messy, with a few strands hanging down her forehead. However, he is still very handsome. Agnes once associated Ryan's beauty with Greek gods when he saw him in a magazine. A beauty that makes everyone squeal. His muscular body and six-pack abs were exposed under the blanket. Healthy honey skin. Agnes gulped to suppress the fire that was about to flare up inside her. This man is truly a masterpiece.

But this is not important. Now Agnes began to fear and regret. Ryan Gonzalez is known as a powerful and extremely difficult person. If he wakes up and remembers that she made a joke about him, he will kill her. She didn't want her normal, peaceful life to be overturned in an instant.

Run! She had to run away from here immediately. Agnes didn't dare hesitate as the thought just popped into her head. She jumped off the bed and nearly fell. Her legs trembled. She struggled to stand and picked up her crumpled skirt and put it back on. With that, she turned her head to give Ryan one last look and left.

No meeting again, my first man.

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Reng! Reng!

Agnes was photographing a landscape at a park near her house when her phone rang. She picked it up to see. It is her adoptive brother calling, Louis Gonzalez. When she mentioned him, she thought of Ryan. It's been three days since that night. Agnes still remembered his charming figure. She always had a bit of regret and attachment to this man.

"I hear."

Agnes sat down in a nearby row of seats and pressed the accept button. Mary, Louis' biological mother, adopted her when she was just four years old. Eighteen years have passed by. Mary is like an angel sent by God to help Agnes. Because her life since being with Mary has completely changed. She no longer had to fight for food to the point of scratching her skin and bleeding with the children in the slums. She didn't have to worry about being woken up and chased away every night by the older kids. There is no need to win pity from passersby. She is allowed to go to school and is warmly dressed when winter comes. And most importantly, she became a good person in society. It seems that Mary has fulfilled all of Agnes' life wishes. So Agnes greatly respected and loved her.

“Agnes, I need you to help me with something.”