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   Chapter 2 You Freak

Magical Romance: My Heart Beats To Love Rhythms By Qin Wei Characters: 7644

Updated: 2020-08-11 00:05

Although she was drunk and fast asleep, Wendy could still feel someone's lips caressing her skin. However, she was so overwhelmed by the amounts of alcohol she had drunk that she was in no shape or form to describe the feeling that had rushed through her. As she lay in the comfortable bed, she could feel herself leaning against a man's touch–even moaning out a couple of times.

Wendy had never been kissed like this, yet a part of her still assumed that it was all just a dream. She herself had no idea why she would have such a shameless dream in the first place, though.

Jacob also felt as if his entire body had been slipped into a journey to paradise. Up until now, he still couldn't believe that the beauty he had been looking for was lying right in front of him.

It seemed that God had truly listened to his prayers.

He quickly indulged himself by kissing her snow-white body. There was something about her soft curves and smooth skin that made his blood boil.

"Yes, I want more," she groaned out just as he had kissed her earlobe.

At her words, his stomach lurched. It seemed that the woman he loved was also enjoying the attention he was giving her. Pride surged his chest as his coarse fingertips grazed across her flat stomach.

He kissed her deeply, and Wendy still felt as if she was in her own dream as she responded to the man right in front of her.

In her dream, a handsome man pressed against her, making love to her.

Even after Jacob had finally climbed down from her body, exhausted from the activity, she still didn't realize that the entire thing truly wasn't a dream. In fact, it was reality.

Jacob could feel his entire body floating on the clouds after their act. It was as if his entire life was complete.

Her taste lingered in his tongue, and he groaned. If it weren't for the fact that she was exhausted, he would've been tempted to make love to her again.

Staring at the sleeping woman right beside him, he kissed her forehead with satisfaction. There was definitely more time in the future to indulge in both their pleasures.

Murmuring naturally, Wendy drifted off to sleep once more. She was unaware of what had happened that night, and she could only blame herself for having such a shameless dream.

In the morning, sunlight shone through the curtains, brightening the entire room. The light fell onto the bed. Dazed, she slowly opened her eyes.

She had to squint to get used to the startling light that had entered the room. It was as if her entire body had been bathed with a box of feathers and pillows. Wendy yawned sleepily.

It was obvious that she had a great night last night. Twisting her aching body, she glanced at the handsome man lying next to her and her eyes widened. She rapidly blinked her eyes, wondering if all of this was just a dream.

However, upon taking a closer look, she discovered that the man as actually someone she had known beforehand. At the sight of his thick eyebrows, plump lips, and jawline, she swallowed. This man wasn't a stranger. In fact, this was the man who had kissed her back in the garden!

Wendy shrieked, sitting up in an instant. The pillows on top of her were thrown onto the floor as she stared at the sleeping man right in front of her. 'What the hell happened last night?' she thought, trying to rummage her thoughts as to the events that had transpired that night.

Her heart raced in her chest as she took a deep breath.

The man opened his eyes, still in a daze.

"Don't be so loud, will you?" he complained. Without another word, he turned around and covered himself once more.

"Stupid woman," he whispered to himself. From what he had seen in movies, when the woman woke up, she would usually give her husband a passionate kiss. However, the woman shrieked when she woke

up. 'What a bummer!' he thought.

Yet after all the pleasure the beauty had given him that night, he let it pass. Besides, after the sweet dream he just had, he didn't want to wake up just yet.

"Hey! What the hell did you do to me?" She glanced at her body from under the quilt. She was naked, and her milky skin was now red and swollen, covered by numerous hickeys.

Although she had never been in this situation before, she wasn't that stupid to not realize what had happened that night.

"You freak!" Wendy screamed once again, slamming one of the pillows against his head.

"Didn't I say to keep quiet?" At her hurried screams, his sleepiness had been driven away. Irritated, he finally sat up.

After a good night's sleep, he looked extraordinarily handsome. The light reflected his dark eyes, defining his jawline even more. The covers fell, exposing his muscular chest, which attracted her attention. She quickly shook her head, wanting nothing more than to remove those thoughts from her mind.

"Do you even want me to have a good night's sleep? Huh?" He used two of his fingers to pinch her chin, drawing her closer to him.

"Fuck off! Don't touch me!" she yelped. Her eyes flashed with anger.

Without another thought, Wendy wrapped the quilt around her body like a makeshift cocoon, which amused him to no end.

"You're the one who's been saying, 'I want more, ' aren't you?" He proceeded to move closer to her, finding her annoyance even more intriguing.

"What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean? You mean... you and I..." Wendy sputtered out in disbelief.

"You're already my woman." He leaned against the headboard, satisfied by his achievement. It seemed that no matter how many times she had tried to avoid him previously, she had already come back to him with open arms.

"What the hell did you just say? You fucking raped me, you bastard!" Tears welled up in her eyes, but she rapidly blinked them away. There was no way she was going to show any kind of weakness in front of him.

"I think you're mistaken. This is my room. You're the one who came in here and climbed onto my bed. I didn't rape you. We had sex," he said. A smirk slipped into his lips.

Upon seeing that, she wanted nothing more than to punch him in the face. She grabbed the room card from the bed and scanned the number carefully.

"Fuck!" Wendy cursed to herself. "I got into the wrong room." She covered her face with both of her hands, and her entire body trembled from the embarrassment. All she wanted was for the bed to swallow her up.

"Shhh... Isn't this a good thing? Isn't it a good thing to be my woman?" he inquired, rubbing his eyes.

"Are you fucking insane? I don't even know you!" she screamed, covering her chest.

"Well, you know me now. Jacob Situ, your future husband." A smile slipped into his lips as he slowly approached her, but the woman shrank back.

"Fuck off! Shame on you," she yelled.

"Why don't you stop being so stubborn? You're my wife now, as long as you agree to marry me." His eyes glittered like amber set aflame.

"You crazy asshole! Do you really think that I would marry you after what you've done to me?" she shouted hysterically. The sharp pain coming from her lower body made her more frustrated.

Jacob frowned. Just as she was about to turn around and get out of the bed, he knocked her out.

"I did ask you to quiet down," he whispered, shaking his head.

When she finally woke up, she found herself in a different place. It seemed to be someone's villa.

As she gazed up, she could see Jacob standing in front of her with his arms crossed and his eyes as cold as ice.

"Call your father. Tell him that you'll be staying at a friend's house for a couple of days," he said indifferently, tossing her the phone.

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