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For Bella Woods, the most unforgettable heartbeat moment was when she first met Oliver Hughes.
He smiled like a spring breeze, calling her "Bella, my dear sister," which made her heart flutter and impossible to forget.
But this time, amidst the intense throbbing, there was shame, shock, and the thrill of the situation, causing her whole heart to beat so wildly it felt like it would burst through her body and destroy everything.
Bella was completely numb.
It wasn't until she heard the men's room door close that she dared to lift her face slightly, only to be confronted by a man's beautiful face.
His deep, dark eyes were staring right at her.
Bella instinctively swallowed, "Are you crazy?"
"Do you like it?" The man's voice was low, with a deep, seductive glow, causing Bella to momentarily fail to react, her lashes fluttering wildly as she swallowed several times uncontrollably.
Ashton Marshall cupped her right cheek, gradually lowering his head.
Just as his lips were about to touch Bella's, she came to her senses and quickly turned her head to avoid him, but his hand that had been cupping her right cheek suddenly moved to the back of her neck.
Holding her steady, he kissed her!
His kiss was possessive, always sweeping over every part of her, leaving behind traces of his scent.
Strong and aggressive, step by step pushing forward.
Bella couldn't withstand it.
Although she had grown up with Oliver Hughes for four years, he had only ever kissed her on the cheek.
She was inexperienced, unable to handle such desire.
As she was nearly out of breath, Bella hurriedly reached out and struggled, but the man didn't release her, instead kissing more fiercely.
Bella felt her breath being stolen, her struggling eyes half-open and red, head lifted, her gaze dazed, consciousness scattered, as the light before her eyes gradually dimmed.
At the moment her eyes turned completely dark, the man suddenly released her, causing Bella to collapse in his arms, saliva staining a red velvet shirt with a conspicuous mark.
She took deep breaths, finally feeling a bit alive again.
Ashton glanced at the mark on his chest but didn't care much, asking casually, "Do you like it this intense?"
Bella was still recovering.
Not only was her heart pounding wildly, but she also felt as if her entire body was expanding.
After a while, she licked her lips and subtly wiped the corners with her hand.
She looked up at the man who was satisfied with her current state, and managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Don't you have any business?"
Ashton raised an eyebrow, "No? Business?"
"Then why do you keep harassing only me?" Bella was somewhat annoyed.
Moreover, she didn't want to face the stain on Ashton's chest.
"I'm out of money, and I can't pay you back for anything. If you don't have business, you should find clients properly."
She pushed him away slightly, sitting on the sink with both hands supporting her body.
She couldn't understand why such a handsome male prostitute wouldn't have any business and was stuck harassing her.
But on reflection, every industry has things others might not comprehend.
And just as Bella was pondering how to leave, the man suddenly bent down, his excessively beautiful face drawing closer to Bella's.
"Don't you want it?"
Bella froze completely!
The man's deep eyes just stared at her, waiting for her answer, "Hmm?"
A tempting cake was placed in front of her.
Very tempting.
But eating it would be shameful.
And she dared not admit it.
"No, I don't want it," Bella's voice was very weak.
But Ashton's smile grew deeper, "Really don't want it?"
His hand slipped inside Bella's clothes, roving along her back.
Bella's body instinctively tensed up, "You, you have time for this, go find clients…"
Before she finished speaking, noise sounded from outside, frightening Bella into pulling Ashton down and burying her face in her chest.
Right onto the stain.
She couldn't tell if it was the man's skin or hers that was hot and scorching, both wet and warm.
Making the heart that was already pounding in Bella beat so intensely that she was numb all over.
"So afraid of being seen?" Ashton patted Bella's head, looking into the mirror in front of them.
He stood while she sat.
His stature made her look even smaller, curled into a ball, her face not daring to show an inch.
Yet Ashton's teasing gaze deepened, a few dangerous and inscrutable elements in his eyes.
"Of course I'm scared, both my fiancé and his mother are here," Bella said without thinking.
Which was precisely why it felt so embarrassing.
"I remember your fiancé was unfaithful?"
"I'm not like him!"
Bella sensed the man wanted to say something, so she emphasized, "I had relations with you because..."
Pausing, something couldn't be explained neatly to others.
Bella changed her words, "In short, it was after I broke up with him that anything happened between us."
"Then what are you still afraid of?"
"I'm getting engaged to him."
After saying this, Bella heard the man snicker.
"I know what I say is contradictory, but I can only marry him," Bella sounded helpless.
When Jade Patel kneeled before her, Bella knew this engagement was inescapable.
She asked Jade for three million and a house.
The three million was to repay the Hughes Family for the money spent on her over the years.
The house was for her future security; by sophomore year, she planned to apply for study abroad, enabling her to study and stay overseas.
The house could be rented out while she studied and sold once she secured her foreign stay to become funds.
"In short, today we meet for the last time. If you have no business, go find clients. With your looks, as long as you work hard, you surely won't lack money. As for us, even if we meet in the future, please act as strangers."
Bella spoke very seriously: "As for the nights we spent together, I promised you to accompany you to a junior's engagement party as..."
"Not necessary." Ashton interrupted her.
Bella was stunned.
"What do you mean..."
Ashton didn't answer, but his hands slipped inside Bella's clothes, his cold fingers brushing against her skin, causing Bella to instinctively stiffen.
Again!
When she was about to struggle, Ashton buttoned her up.
Then he kissed the corner of her lips, gazing at her, "One last kiss, and we'll have no ties from now on."
With that, the man kissed her again.
Although Bella didn't understand why he suddenly said that, all she could think about was "one last kiss" and "we'll have no ties from now on."
She couldn't describe the feeling.
It didn't feel like relief, nor was it comforting.
To say reluctant wasn't true at all.
She simply clung to his shoulder, responding to the last kiss.
After the kiss was over.
Bella's lips felt burning, and she instinctively bit them.
He pinched her cheek, "What a pity."
Bella couldn't quite grasp it.
He held her waist with one hand and placed her down, "Goodbye."
Having said that, he strode out of the men's room.
And as Ashton stepped out, a man in a suit immediately and respectfully followed: "Third Young Master, here is the fiancée's information of Young Master Oliver."
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