Did that medicine really work this fast? Could the medicine Cherry's relative gave be Viagra? I put my hand on Damon's chest, my mind in utter chaos. "Damon, go take a cold shower," I said, surprisingly calm. Even though I craved Damon's body, a craving that had been there for many years, the thought of us divorcing soon made me feel that physical entanglement was unnecessary. Damon's arms were like chains, tightly bound on either side of my shoulders. Even from this angle looking up at him, his good looks were undeniably perfect. He should still have some sanity left, as his eyes flared with annoyance for a moment. I already took a cold shower. Any other ideas?" "Should I get you a hooker?" I blurted out. "There's probably not enough time for that," Damon said and then transformed into a beast full of desire. I couldn't resist his advance. My slender arms were like matchsticks, easily breakable. Damon just wanted to let off steam. Foreplay and the like weren't on his Cherry. As he entered me, he suddenly stopped, his eyebrows furrowed, shock evident in his eyes. "You… the first time?" Damon seemed taken aback. I could only feel pain. My temper flared, "Are we doing this or not? If not, get lost!" Damon's eyebrows relaxed. He bent down to gently kiss my lips, a glint of pleasure in his eyes, "Let's continue." They say all men have a thing for virgins. Even if he doesn't love you, if he's your first, he'll feel accomplished, thinking you're his woman.
I felt like Damon was that kind of person. As he tossed me around, he said unsatisfactorily, "I thought you'd really cheated." "I'm not as shameless as you," I retorted. "You didn't know the truth about my past scandals?" Damon was sweating profusely, beads rolling down his muscular body. The room was thick with hormones.
Of course, I knew. He only had meals, watched movies, went to bars, and entered hotels with those women. He was never caught in a compromising situation. But that wasn't acceptable. I was jealous. I wanted to teach those scandal-stirring women a lesson. Damon and I had been married for five years, but we had never shared meals, watched movies, or stayed in hotels together. Why did those women get to? This was our first physical encounter, yet he was already explaining his past scandals to me. I was astonished at the power of physical attraction. Damon was already physically fit. And with that magical medicine, he didn't sleep all night. Naturally, I stayed up with him. When daylight broke, I was too sleepy to keep my eyes open. Damon pinched my arm, then my thigh, somewhat dissatisfied, "You're too skinny." I turned away to sleep, ignoring him. I slept until four in the afternoon. When I woke up, my body ached and felt sticky. I couldn't wait to jump in the shower. After showering, I realized Damon wasn't in the room. When did he leave? It was rather good that he had gone. Having slept together for the first time after five years of marriage, it would definitely be awkward when we met. "Cherry, you're awake?" Cherry saw me coming downstairs, smiling brightly, "Did you sleep well last night? Mr. Coleman went to the office at noon and asked me not to wake you." Dragging my somewhat numb legs, I sat down to eat, replying, "I slept well. Cherry, the medicine your relative prescribed… is quite effective" I was curious about what Cherry would think. Did she regret facilitating a night of passion between her future son-in-law and his wife of convenience? She must regret it. Damon's pursuit of Ariel just got harder. Having witnessed so much between Damon and I, Cherry would oppose even more. "Cherry, all men are like this. As long as you can satisfy him in bed, he will be loyal to you," Cherry surprisingly started to discuss how to control a husband with me! "True, but Damon might not be that kind of man. Maybe there will be a woman in the future who doesn't need to satisfy him in bed and he'll still stay obediently by her sidel said while eating "Don't say that. You have to be confident. Ordinary women can't match Mr. Coleman. You and him are a match made in heaven Cherry hurriedly consoled me. I glanced at her again, thinking that in the future, your daughter will be that extraordinary woman. After eating, I went upstairs to play the cello, hoping to clear my mind. But a call interrupted me. Surprisingly, it was Jones. I was confused, 'Dr Jones?" I'm at Wellness Oasis. Come immediately, Jones said simply and directly. "Why?" I was stunned Wellness Oasis is a high end wellness club in the city, only for those with considerable assets. If I remember correctly Damon is also one of the major shareholders. He occasionally brings people there for business relaxation. Jones, Mitch, and Cooper are regulars there, which is normal. But I've never been there. It's strange for Jones to suddenly call me there. Much He Jones didn't explain and just hung up. His way of doing things was really annoying! But if Jones didn't have something important, he wouldn't bother me. So I quickly changed and left. Half an hour later, I was led to a room. There were several people in the room. I immediately saw Luna, who was standing like a cocky rooster. She was intimidating with her hands on her hips. Across from her was Mitch, who was trembling behind Cooper. Jones pointed at Luna, "Your friend assaulted someone. Take her away" At this point, my confusion reached "What happened?" He declined the request in a barely audible whisper. Luna looked like she was about to lose it and charge at him. I quickly stepped in to restrain Luna, "What on earth happened?" Luna took a deep breath to regain her composure, then laid out the whole story. She was at the Wellness Oasis for a skincare spa treatment and ran into Mitch. He was busy leaving a voice message for Damon on how to chase after young chicks. "Damon didn't come?" My attention got sidetracked. "He's swamped at work, so he didn't make it.' Cooper answered then sympathetically glanced at Mitch, "Maybe you should get on your knees and apologize. I don't want to get smacked too."