Capítulo 41: Panda *

WARNING! R18

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When she heard his soft hum, she opened the door and went straight towards his couch. Sitting, she casually opened a few magazines on the coffee table. "I can't sleep."

"You would look like a panda tomorrow." His eyes were on his laptop, fingers were typing as if he was playing a complicated piano piece instead. How could someone type so elegantly? "You have to sleep, or people would think that I bullied you," he added.

"What you said about my grandfather… and mother. Was it true?" she asked.

"You aren't here to hear my answer, right?" he peeled his gaze away from the laptop as met her curious eyes. Lifting an eyebrow, his gaze turned towards her clothes— something that she didn't notice.

"Probably," she shrugged. "Alright. Yes, I won't believe anything you say."

"Why is that?"

Can he really blame her? When he revealed everything, he made it clear that he wanted to use her. She blinked as he stood from his seat and approached her.

"Why is that?" he repeated his question just as he neared her. "Was it because I said… I wanted your help?"

"What are you doing?" she leaned back when she realized that he was already sitting next to her. But her question only made him leaned closer. The smell of his aftershave made her frown.

It was the same one that he used when they met at the bar.

One thought of that bar made small electric pulses vibrate in her skin down to her stomach and into her core. A part of her hated that she liked it.

He didn't hide the amusement in his eyes. "I was the one asking the questions." Before she had the time to answer him, he added, "Was it because you can't accept the fact that they played you?"

His breath was warm against her skin. She forced herself to stare at his dark brown eyes, hoping to make herself looked more courageous. "That is none of your business." She avoided his gaze only to see that he was only wearing a robe.

She gulped as her ears turned hot. What the hell? She could only cursed inwardly.

"Was it so hard to face the truth that all this time… they were letting you dance in their palms like a damn toy?"

His words sounded rough against her ears. She wanted to rebut, argue that she wasn't some toy. Then she thought of Zhang Xin's face. She thought of what that woman did in her apartment. She thought of going to jail and the possibility of being framed for something that she didn't do.

She was lucky she had the video to prove her innocence.

Without the video, everyone would surely think she was trying to hurt that woman.

"What is it?" he asked. "Did you realized it now?"

His words made her realized how close he was to her face. His beautiful eyes were only a few centimeters away from hers. Again, she didn't say anything.

Even if they played her, so what?

Wasting her time on revenge and spending the rest of her life angry was not part of her plan. She wanted to tell him something but realized that no voice would come out of her mouth.

"I see… you are still in denial?" he smirked. "You look tense. Why don't you relax and stop looking at me like you were expecting me to kiss you?"

Then he used his hand to lift her chin up.

"What are you talking about?" she tried to move her face away. But his hand were preventing her from doing so.

"How about I make you relax those conflicting emotions... tonight?" He didn't wait for a response as his lips sealed hers.

Instead of pushing him away, Sera folded her arms around his neck, her heart raced, drumming against her chest as she closed her eyes.

His hand found her waist as he angled her body. Making her back leaned comfortably against the couch. He deepened the kiss, his hand massaging her thigh. Then, he slowly parted her legs as he positioned himself in between her things.

He pressed his erection against her core. The sensation made her tremble in delight.

Sera told herself it was a bad idea— to take when she was already in love with someone else— but the thought didn't stop her from responding. She opened her lips and welcomed his tongue, her hand stroked his nape and slowly trailed towards his robe, tugging it down.

As much as she wanted to deny it, this man had awakened some parts of her she didn't know existed. She felt him wrapped his hands around her waist. Seeing that he wasn't planning on removing his clothes, she ran his hand on his back.

She felt her core fluttered, electric pulses started rampaging in her stomach. A small touch from him, and she was already reacting like a crazed maniac.

She couldn't help but ridicule her own self.

When he slipped one of his hands inside her shirt, Sera seemed to have forgotten all the mockery that she felt earlier. She let out a soft moan when his finger brushed against her nipples. She didn't even notice when he managed to remove her shirt. He must have pulled her shirt up in a swift motion before dropping it on the floor! Who knows?

All she knew was that his hands were already on her bare chest, tugging and making her nipples roll in between his finger.

She arched her back, the sensation was enough to kick all the reason out of her head. She then wrapped her legs around his waist. Eyes closed, she bit her lower lip just as he started trailing kisses across her chest.

When he took her breast on her mouth, she trembled and once again tugged his robe.

The need inside her escalated.

She stared at him, her half-opened eyes seemed to fuel something inside his body as he lowered his head and started kissing her already swollen lips. Then she felt his hand in between her thighs, slowly moving towards her core.

When his finger reached her clit, Sera couldn't help but let out a few curses. The sensitive spot made her want to beg him to finish this now. Her impulsive self wanted it to be done. But a part of her was urging her to sit tight and enjoy it.

A part of her seemed to know that… something more is coming.