A knock sounds on the door of the study room, Randy pushes the door open, entering with a glass of warm water and a couple of sleeping pills. "Mr. Wilson, here's today's medicine."
When Randy comes in, Aaron startles from his intense viewing and abruptly closes the laptop.
Naturally, he doesn't want anyone to see such a beautiful sight.
He doesn't even realize that he's become so selfish that he wouldn't allow another man to see Katrina's body.
Keeping a blank face, Aaron says, "Just put it here."
Randy respectfully puts the water glass and medicine on the table, but he senses something strange about Mr. Wilson today. There's an unusual flush on his face.
He looks down at him with some concern and asks, "Mr. Wilson, do you feel well?"
Mr. Wilson has a good immunity system. He won't get ill again, will he?
He's already suffering from insomnia, and his health is greatly deteriorated. If he can't be cured of the illness in time, how can his body bear it?
"I'm fine, Randy. Get some rest."
"Mr. Wilson, we'd better call in the private doctor."
The doctor should come to see him so he can rest assured.
Aaron knows there's nothing wrong with him, but he can't tell Randy the reason for his flushed face. When Randy insists on contacting the personal doctor, he has to use his authority to force him.
"Randy, dare you to resist me?"
"I don't know, sir, but your health…"
"I said I'm all right. Now, go."
Mr. Wilson repeated himself, and Randy has no choice but to retreat for now.
"If you feel anything wrong, please tell me."
After Randy leaves, Aaron takes the sleeping pills on the table and goes to his room to sleep.
It's his fault for not thinking about how Katrina needs a change of clothes, especially underwear.
Now that he's planned to keep her here for a long time, it's time for him to prepare some clothes for her.
Tossing and turning in bed, Aaron falls asleep shortly before dawn.
In the ward, he suffered aphrodisiac-induced pain as he roughly took a girl.
He couldn't see her face in the darkness, but he felt that she had a young body.
Her body was slender, soft, and beautiful. It made him linger and relieve the heat that nearly made him go crazy.
They were intertwined with each other. The girl's shivers, her anguished murmurs, even the bite on his shoulder, are still so vivid in his mind.
It's broad daylight when Aaron wakes up.
He suddenly sits up in bed, feeling something strange below him.
"Damn it." He can't help his low curse.
He had a dream.
He dreamt about what happened four years ago in the hospital with that woman.
Everything was exactly the same; even the emotions in the dream felt so real.
She was the first and only woman he had.
Aaron doesn't deny that she smelled good. Since he has never been so close to a woman before, it was a complete accident. Had it not been for the drugs in his body, he wouldn't have come to that point to cure the illness.
After many years, he would still dream about the woman and think about the nights he spent with her.
Perhaps it's because she's the only woman he ever slept with. After the delectable visual stimulation from last night, he unconsciously dreamt of her.
Aaron is rarely unable to control himself. He gets out of bed and takes a shower in the bathroom.
He's thin and stocky, with his torso in the perfect shape of an inverted triangle. His well-toned abs and lines are evident.
Over his broad left shoulder, there's a mighty-looking eagle tattoo with wings flapping high.
No one knows that there's also a clear row of teeth marks underneath the tattoo.
It was a souvenir from the woman.
Although the woman seems to be incomparably weak, the bite she left was merciless.
Aaron comes out of the room after taking a shower and changing into clothes, just in time to hear the sound of moving furniture from Katrina's room.
Katrina is awake and ready to go.
Since Aaron has no intention of keeping her locked in the small room, she's certainly not foolish enough to keep herself in it.
The good news is that it's summer and clothes dry fast. The clothes she washed the night before are now dry, except for her damp bra.
It's not a good idea to wear wet clothes on her body. After much consideration, she decides to wear the bandages, since nothing unusual is noticeable from the outside.
Aaron imagines that she's become sweaty after pushing the furniture around the room.
The woman really has a knack for getting herself into trouble.
Should he ask her to pay for the damage to the floor?
After pushing all the furniture into place, Katrina is exhausted and panting. She sits on the chair for a long time before her breaths even out.
Katrina calms her breathing and opens the door when she accidentally comes across Aaron.
She's momentarily stunned, her big beautiful eyes staring at him.
A few seconds later, Katrina finally regains her composure. She feels awkward from staring so hard that she stammers, "Good morning."
Thinking back to the scene from the surveillance video last night, Aaron's first instinct is to scan her chest, which looks flatter after being wrapped in bandages.
He has to take her out to buy a new bra.
Maybe her breasts will grow bigger. Binding it for a long time isn't good for a girl's development.
Aaron can't keep his mind off her breasts.
Although Aaron's gaze didn't linger long on Katrina's chest, she still noticed it. Her pretty face turns red as she points to him with an arm wrapped around her chest. "You rascal!"
The man is the opposite of a gentleman!
The first night, he went into her bed and held her in his arms.
Last night, he touched her ass.
And this morning, he rudely insults her with his eyes!