Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Vince didn’t really get drunk. He still had his good manners. He didn’t spit or talk nonsense, and he even occasionally answered her with a few words. However, she had no way to get him to walk back to his own room soberly. She didn’t know which room he lived in. Arianna dragged him to the bed with sweat all over her body.

Vince’s body temperature was very high, and there was a little fever on his head. Arianna observed him for a long time. He really did not seem to be loaded. He really reacted after drinking the mixed liquor, as his friend said. A while ago, she was really trying to get him drunk and cajole him into speaking some secrets, but she still gained nothing. He looked like Travis sometimes and suddenly did not look like him anymore.

Arianna suddenly felt very tired. She felt nothing ever mattered now. She went to fetch a wet towel and put it on his head. She saw his dry lips and fetched a bottle of water, and helped him to drink. He closed his eyes like a child and took her hand while drinking. Arianna shook her hand and sprinkled herself. She stuffed the bottle into his hands and let him drink it, then found a dry towel to wipe her body. Except for her pajamas, she had no other clothes to change at the time.

When she went to see Vince again, he lay down quietly, caressing his forehead, frowning, and the bottle of water was sprinkled everywhere, on his trousers and on the sheets.

Arianna stood at the bed and looked at him with cold eyes. Then she reached out to touch his forehead, which was hotter than before, and his wet shirt and pants clung to his skin.

She took a few deep breaths and slowly took off his shirt. At first, she simply didn’t want him to have a fever, but when she remembered the dream and the thing in her memory, she actually began to shiver slightly.

She didn’t have much memory of that body. In the dark, they didn’t even hug each other often. But she still felt that this body was thinner than that in her impression, a little pale. And she still remembered vaguely there were several shallow scars on Travis’s back. And this body was smooth all over, clearly taken good care of starting from an early age.

Arianna trembled. She sat there for a long time, watching the big man crouching in bed, burying his face in the pillow with an undefended look. After a long time, she remembered she had to take off Vince’s wet clothes lest he caught a fever. When she turned him over and untied his belt, his hand grabbed her hand tightly, and his body clung to her body tightly.

He narrowed his eyes and used another hand to touch her face, nose, lips, neck, and then chest. He forcibly pinched her nipple. Arianna struggled with pain, but she couldn’t get away with it. She bowed her head to bite his chest hard. Vince let go of her hand, but he turned and pressed her under his body. Then he kissed the depths of her neck until she almost suffocated.

Arianna gave up her struggle. She didn’t have the strength, and she was shocked.

Usually, intimacy would make her feel nauseated. For example, she wanted to vomit when Victor took her hand. She used to take a long time to adapt to a kiss from Charles. But now she was pinned down and kissed by Vince, her body didn’t reject, except that she was scared and angered. But again, Vince didn’t move anymore after drinking a lot of wine. He only put his hot lips on her neck.

Arianna pushed him hard and got up from the bed. This time her hand no longer trembled. She neatly took off his trousers and checked his very private place. The man fell into a deep sleep. Arianna took a long time to check his body from top to toe, she could only see his delicate and smooth skin texture, and she did not find the pink birthmark.

Arianna almost fainted. She stood up slowly, breathing hard with an empty brain.

She covered the man with the quilt. Then she went to the bathroom. The wine was hitting hard on her stomach. She vomited for a long time. Previously, she would throw up whenever she was extremely nervous, angry, and stressed. Now, she couldn’t tell what kind of emotion it was.

She went out and took Vince’s clothes in, found the hairdryer and connected the power, and slowly dried the clothes. The small bloodstain on the chest of the shirt was very obvious. She applied soap and gently washed away the bloodstain. Suddenly she remembered that night, and she also used soap to wash the bloodstain. She was a bit stunned as if that thing had happened thousands of years ago.

From the day before yesterday, she had already identified in her mind that this person was Travis, or long ago, she already suspected that Vince was Travis. That’s why she wouldn’t be nice to him. Now, she finally unveiled the truth that he was not Travis. And she finally knew, deep down in her heart, she had so desperately hoped Travis was still alive. But when she confirmed the truth, it was like Travis was dead again. The peculiar feeling was like a soft knife that cut through her heart without bleeding. And she could only feel pain. The pain was mixed with guilt, complete relief, and more unspeakable feelings.

Arianna undressed and took a shower in the bathroom with cold water. She raised her head and let the cold water rush over her eyes, lest she would shed tears. The truth was good, so she could return to the place that truly belonged to her without any psychological obstacles. There were no more relatives left for her, but there was a land with so many things she was familiar with.

She stayed in the bathroom for a long time and then went out slowly and put the pants back on for Vince. She only put on half for him, and she retracted her hands, and sat back in the chair. Vince had the same face, even the same expression of being asleep. She lost her courage to face him.

She bent her body and threw herself into the sofa, her head buried in her arms. And she fell asleep.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.