The CEO Rebel Bride

Chapter 5: A Man’s Pleasure

"Damn it, I can't control myself."

Her consciousness growing increasingly fuzzy, Anna slid her hand under Matthew's shirt, feeling his firm chest and abs.

"Wait, please not here. This is an elevator..." Matthew managed to push her away with all his strength, but in the next second, she wrapped herself around him like an octopus.

The elevator doors opened, and several hotel staff members stood outside, ready to enter. Seeing the scene inside, they covered their mouths in surprise, exchanging knowing glances.

"Wait, this isn't what you think," Matthew quickly tried to explain, but the staff clearly didn't believe him.

"Sir, I understand your urgency with your wife, but this is a public elevator. If you'd like, I can arrange a room for you," one staff member responded politely.

"We're not a couple..." Matthew hurried to explain, but the employee gave him an understanding nod.

"Of course, sir. I understand you'd prefer to keep your relationship private. Would you like me to arrange a room?"

"We're not lovers either..." Matthew's explanation was cut short as Anna pressed her lips against his again.

"Fine, please get us a room. I need to get this crazy woman off me." Matthew finally surrendered, deciding to find a private space to deal with the awkward situation.

"Alright, please follow me." The staff member spoke briefly into his radio, presumably communicating with the front desk, and promptly led Matthew to a room.

"Enjoy your evening with your wife, sir!" The employee winked suggestively at Matthew before closing the door.

Once the staff member left, Matthew used all his strength to pry Anna off him and tossed her onto the bed.

"Who are you?" he demanded, but Anna didn't answer, only staring at him with dazed eyes.

Her clothes had become disheveled during their struggle in the elevator, revealing patches of fair skin. The

effects of alcohol and drugs caused her cheeks to flush.

Matthew's heart raced as he caught glimpses of her smooth legs and partially exposed chest. He felt himself responding physically, uncomfortable against the confines of his underwear.

Looking at the seemingly intoxicated woman before him, Matthew's expression showed inner conflict.

"Miss, do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, a hint of anticipation in his voice. He was a normal man, after all, but his condition had always prevented him from experiencing physical intimacy.

"Boyfriend? We broke up!" Anna laughed. "I need a new man now!"

She lunged at Matthew again, wrapping herself around him. The soft pressure of her chest against his made his heart pound even harder.

Anna tilted her head back, pulling Matthew's face toward hers for another kiss.

"Wait, I'm not ready," Matthew quickly pulled out his phone and took several photos of Anna's face, sending them to his assistant.

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"John, identify this woman for me. She's important..."

Matthew let out an involuntary gasp as Anna unbuckled his belt and slipped her hand into his pants.

Her action was like a spark in a powder keg. Matthew lost control, lifting Anna and tossing her onto the bed before pressing himself on top of her.

This time, it was Matthew who initiated the kiss, their tongues intertwining.

Anna tugged at his suit jacket, pulling it off to reveal his custom pearl-white dress shirt. Several buttons had already come loose in their struggle, exposing his firm chest and hints of his abs.

Desire overwhelmed reason. Matthew felt his body burning with heat as he tore off the rest of his shirt, then roughly pulled at her clothes.

Anna responded enthusiastically to the sound of tearing fabric, her expression growing wilder.

"Yes, that's it. Come on!" she cried out, pushing Matthew onto his back and removing his pants. She positioned herself above him and lowered her body...

He gasped, his hands gripping her soft, smooth thighs hard enough to leave marks.

It was his first time. Though her actions were somewhat rough, the sensation of their bodies joining—that warm, wet embrace—felt like sinking into a hot bath.

In that moment, Matthew remembered what his friend Wesley had once told him.

'You have no idea what pleasure is.'

"I think I understand now," Matthew whispered as rational thought gave way to primal desire. He wrapped his arms around Anna, flipped her beneath him, parted her legs, and began to move with increasing intensity.

Meanwhile, Esme received a phone call from the sleazy man, who roared at her through the phone.

"Are you playing me? Since you arranged another man for her, why did you even send me? I'm not returning the money you gave me—consider it compensation for wasting my time."

After being berated, Esme felt somewhat confused. However, she understood that Anna had been taken by another man, but that didn't matter. She put away her phone and smiled coldly.

"Though there was a small hiccup, the outcome is the same. Anna, you can prepare to be thrown out like trash by the Howard family. Lucas will forget about you because you're a trash, and I can be with him."

A mocking smile crossed Esme's lips as she found an excuse to leave the hotel and drove toward the Howard Manor.

"What a naive and gullible woman. If she knew where I was going now, her eyes would probably pop out of her head in shock."

Esme looked up at the massive iron gate before her—this was the Howard Manor.

At the manor's entrance, two security guards stopped Esme.

"Miss, this is private property. Entry is prohibited."

Esme looked at the guard, a smile quickly appearing and disappearing from her lips, then she put on a pitiful expression.

"Sir, could you let me see Mrs. Celeste Howard? I have something very urgent about my friend Anna; something seems to have happened to her."

Inside the Howard Manor, Celeste stared at her phone, which wouldn't connect, her expression darkening.

"What is that Anna doing? On her first day of marriage, she dares to break the rules of this household, staying out this late and not coming home!"

Celeste angrily threw her phone onto the sofa.

Damon stood nearby, hesitating before speaking.

"Should we call her back?"

Celeste thought for a moment and shook her head.

"No need for that trouble. Go lock the manor's main gate. When she comes back tomorrow morning, we'll punish her and make her understand the consequences of not following the rules."

"Yes, Madam."

Damon nodded and was about to leave to lock the gates when he suddenly received a call from the gate security—someone named Esme had urgent news about Anna.