No sooner than later, he gave in to his wants again and she is thrown on the bed again, she just lay there almost like a dead fish, unable to move because she is tired, too tired and even more tired than to have any thoughts. She just lay there, her eyes facing up to the ceiling..
The originator, however, is standing beside the bed and dressing slowly.
The sunlight, however, seems to be on his side as sun rays shone on him, making him glow even though the curtain were still mostly closed. The man is tall and handsome, and the figure is even more flawless. Every muscle line was just right. The abs give the impression to have been carved into his soft white skin.
It's just such a common thing as dressing, but Mina seems to be watching the scene of the male protagonist of an idol series.
No, he is many times more handsome, naturally, than those artificial men.
She is not one of those girls who fawn over men, but the aura and natural elegance of this strange man is really attractive!
The man glances at the woman who is caught staring straight at him from the same bed, like someone who is lost looking at the sunrise. But even with a casual glance, the skin on her shoulders that she unintentionally exposed made his Adam's apple glide.
"Campbell, is last night not enough?" He teases her, his lips turned up at the sides.
"No no no! Enough is enough." Mina is terrified, for fear that he would become a ravaging beast again on the bed with her. She's had enough and is completely exhausted. He had 'checked' her enough for a whole night and into the morning.
Hearing her exhausted sigh, the man decides to let her go.
He picks a tie and come over to stand in front of her laid down body. She shifts up, bit scared that he's coming to do something to her with the long piece of fabric. He chuckles. "I'm not going to bite. Can you tie this?"
Mina is not good at lying, she is a terrible liar, so she nods subconsciously, and she regrets it after nodding, agreeing with herself that she has jumped into the fire pit once again by herself.
"Tie it on me." The man orders, his voice level and his gaze steady with hers.
Mina gets up with her lips slightly pouted, and in her ravenous eyes, he hurriedly buttons up his shirt and pulls up its sleeves for her, standing right in front of the bed while she stands on the bed to meet his height, they stand face to face, nose to nose and mouth to mouth, all on the same eye level even though the man still seems taller than Mina is.
His height should be around six feet and five to six inches, and she looks so short in front of him at a little past five feet without shoes.
She gently stands on tiptoe, even on the bed, and put the tie around his neck. She just knows how to tie it, but she has never really practiced it and is not exceptionally skilled in the act of tie knotting. but she is trying her best.
The man looks down at the little woman in front of him, like a child who has just learned to write, writing crookedly with a pen for the first time, and even though it is quite obvious that she is not good at it, she is taking it seriously.
There is that saying that serious people look the most beautiful when they are working.
The steamed hair still damp from the tub water was slightly clinging to both sides of her face, making her face look smaller than his palms.
Mina is beautiful and delicate, like a new, untainted porcelain doll, with big doe eyes, a small mouth and a softly curved chin, and fair skin.
There were many such women in the past who had tried to seduce him, but he had no interest at all in them.
Eric is immensely curious about what this cheeky woman who insisted on marrying into the Walters family looked like, who knew if she was sent by ghosts and gods, and he just couldn't hold back this morning.
The little woman seems to be in a hurry, and there are thin beads of sweat on the tip of her nose and above her lips. Eric fights his inner desires to not wipe it off for her, knowing that it will not end there if he decides to do that.
She has a light fragrance on her body, and her skin is fairer in the sun, like a baby, with no pores or blemishes or dark spots visible.
"All right." She mutters and before he notices the well knotted tie, he hears her sigh of relief.
Maybe it is because she finally got the tie to look good, she smiles happily like a small child, clapping her hands gaily and in so doing, completely bursts Eric's last bit of self-control.
A pair of vice-like arms abruptly appear around her waist, and Mina's face changes significantly, and before she can refuse or fight back, she falls down with a slight nudge.
The bouncy king sized bed bounced her body inevitably, coming up a few times before she is heavily pressed down by Eric's body.
Looking at each other, Mina swallows nervously, "That..."
"Campbell, you are lethal." Eric whispers, his breath heavy with want and seals her lips with his own.
Mina looks at the ceiling helplessly, deciding not to fight as it will not help her current situation. What did she do wrong again?
She is a nothing more than a substitute, and he is just an inspector supposed to inspect the goods and just one check is more than enough to confirm the product, can't he rest for a while from last night to now?
But No.
He is not tired but she, on the other hand is almost dead from fatigue. Mina feels like she is only a molding clay, taking on numerous shapes in the hands of the man.
When will this chaos stop?
The man seems to have something important to do, and his phone kept vibrating several times before he decides to let go of Mina, cursing lightly under his breath, her whole face is peach red from all the kisses. He does not even bother to try to hide the splotches on her skin, and touching them, Mina can tell that they will mark her skin.
He just gave her over ten love bites on her face.
But to him, after getting ravished, she looks even more charming, her jet black hair scattered all over the white pillow at will, her small mouth, swollen and partly open, gasping for breath while her hands run over her face.
"Your physical strength is really poor." He comments, liking his artwork on her supposedly pristine face even though she is nothing but pure.
Mina glares at him, but she is afraid of his splendor and doesn't dare to go too far with her words. The look she gave him is like a flirtatious little wife, and that look almost made him go to her again.
If it weren't for the important things to do next, he wouldn't let her go for all of today.
The appearance of the little thing being unwilling and visibly trying to hold in her anger makes him feel very amused, and massaged her tender little face with his big fingers.
"Miss Susan, you are qualified."
After bullying her so many times, and finally saying something like this, she can't help but reply him this time, "I'm not processed meat."
"Haha..." The man gave a deep throaty laugh, leans over her body and goes for her ear and leaves a breathy sentence in her ear, "We will meet again. I'll make sure of that."
It's hard to find a woman that interests him, especially in the current world of plastic and fakeness. If he doesn't say it's over, it can't be over because his word is final in there.
The man leaves in a suit and leather shoes. And if it was not for the mess on the bed, Mina would have been deceived by his appearance.
Meet? She is just a fake, and he is just an examiner, someone to check her innocence, there will and should be no more connection between them.
Or so she hoped.
She put on the clothes prepared for her, tidied up briefly, and practically flees away from the place that now holds sinful memories for her.
As soon as she leaves the room, someone rips off the sheet on the bed they had spent the night in.