Hitched: My Naughty Wife

Chapter 2 The Shameless Man

The guy outside the stall seemed to totally get what was going on in a split second. He gave his accomplice a sly look, like, "Let's get outta here," and then tapped on the door, saying, "Buddy, don't go crazy! This door can't take it!"

And then he walked away, his footsteps getting fainter and fainter.

Flavio let go of Dora and looked down at her, chuckling. "Thanks!"

Honestly, if Dora forgot about the fact that he was being a jerk to her, she would notice that his voice was darn pleasant, low, and husky.

But Dora wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. She raised her hand to smack the guy. Do you seriously believe you can smooth things over with a simple thanks?

Meanwhile, Flavio pinched her waist a few times, not too hard or anything.

It wasn't really painful, but it was hella disrespectful.

Those outsiders would really think they were getting it on in there.

So, the two just started fighting right there in this tiny-ass space.

Flavio didn't expect Dora to have some fighting skills, but she was kind of weak when it came to strength. He grabbed her wrist when she tried to hit him again, speaking in a serious tone, "If you hit me again, I wouldn't mind taking things to the next level for real."

Dora glared at him. "How dare you! You shameless bastard!" Then she stomped on his foot.

Flavio yelped in pain, pulling back his foot and tightening his grip on her wrist. In a mocking tone, he teased, "Don't you think you're not shameless, huh? Would any good girls come to the men's room for a thrill, huh?"

Dora was so pissed off she gave it her all to struggle against him. "Why the hell would you think I'm here for a thrill? When God was giving out wisdom, why did only you miss out?"

Flavio chuckled. "When a woman comes to the men's room, she's either thrill-seeking or man-dating. Either way, you're a real freak."

Dora was so furious that he almost lost his breath. Damn! This guy is seriously despicable.

She knew she couldn't argue or reason with him, so she just gave up and said, "Fine, fine, you win. Since your IQ is limited, I'll just admit you're right. Now let me go!"

Once she said that she managed to break free from his grip and tried to open the door to leave.

But as soon as she opened the door, she heard Yma's voice. "Yousuf, did you find her?"

Dora freaked out and quickly closed the door. Damn it! What a shitty situation!

Now she was stuck, not knowing whether to leave or not.

She took a deep breath. Rather than dealing with that shameless couple, she'd rather hide in here.

Flavio smirked, thinking the situation just got more interesting. So, she really is hiding from someone. How the tables have turned!

And the conversation outside continued.

Yousuf responded, "Nope. I couldn't find her."

Yma asked, "Maybe she already escaped?"

"Nah, I don't think so. I chased after her almost immediately. I checked downstairs real quick. I suppose she should still be on this floor."

"Well, check the restroom then. You go to the men's, and I'll hit up the women's."

Dora just stood against the door, not saying a word or making any move to leave.

Flavio watched the cold expression on her face. He gotta admit that she was pretty good-looking. With fair skin and those dark, bright eyes, she seemed so sly and pretty. She even had a cute little nose and tender lips...

And suddenly, Flavio remembered how it felt when he had kissed her. It was quite amazing.

He took a step away from her and reached out to open the door.

And just like he thought, Dora grabbed his hand before he could touch the latch.

"What the hell are you' doing?" she softly asked.

Flavio pretended to be innocent. "I just wanna get out."

Dora growled, "No way! Hold on a damn minute!"

"Why?"

"'I helped you out, and that's why."

Flavio raised an eyebrow but kept quiet. Well, since she did help me out, I'd just reluctantly return the favor.

At that moment, Yousuf entered the men's room, checking each stall one by one, just like those two guys earlier.

Flavio looked at Dora with a mischievous smile and leaned over to her, teasing, "You women always say one thing, but your bodies tell a whole different story."

As he spoke, he held Dora in his arms and pushed her against the door, running his hand all over her body. In a low, husky, and mischievous tone, he teased, "You like it when I treat you like this? Huh?"

And that "huh" sound he made caused one's imagination to run wild.

Dora knew this guy just meant it. He knew damn well she wouldn't make a sound, so he said those words to tease her. She gave him a threatening look with her eyes, hinting, "Shut the f**k up!"

Flavio, however, went even further. "Don't be shy, babe. It isn't our first time."

And then, he did the same s**t, pinching her and kissing her, even making a loud noise by slamming the door.

Yousuf heard the commotion outside, and immediately after that, he realized what was going on. There was excitement in his eyes, and he quietly moved closer, bending down to take a peek through the c***k.

Of course, he had no clue that Dora was inside there. He was just curious, wanting to see who was making love in there. It must be hella thrilling.

But he didn't see s**t. Before he could even take a look, a forceful voice came from behind the door. "Get the f**k out!"

Yousuf was so damn scared. He freaked out and sat his ass down on the floor, just as freaking shocked as if he got caught red-handed banging someone in bed.

Who the f**k is in there, man? It's straight-up scary.

He quickly got his ass up from the floor and hauled ass out of the restroom.

Yma saw him coming out all panicked and asked, "What's up? Is she in there?"

Yousuf got his s**t together and replied, all annoyed. "f**k no! How could she go into the men's room?"

Yma said, "I couldn't find her, either. Do you think she would actually livestream us?"

Yousuf remarked, "Nah, it seems like she just recorded a video. When you get home later, make up some excuse to keep your parents calm, and I'll send someone to find her."

Yma responded, "Okay!"

The voices of those two started fading away.

Dora pushed Flavio in frustration and demanded, "Let the f**k go of me."

Flavio arrogantly huffed, "You seriously dumped me right after using me? You scum!"

Dora was so freaking furious that she wished to kill him. "Who the f**k used you? If you didn't take up the stall, I wouldn't be in this shitty situation!"

Flavio gave her a cold look with his arms crossed over his chest. "Then tell me, how the f**k would you avoid that dude without me? m**********g, huh?"

Dora was so pissed that she was speechless.

She'd never seen such a shameless dude in her life.

For real!

He went beyond every damn expectation she had for dudes.

She glared daggers at him and growled, "Without your ass, I would've strutted out!"

Flavio sneered. "If you could've walked out, why the f**k would you hide in the men's room?"

"I just went the wrong way, all right?" Dora rolled her eyes.

"Come on! You're an adult. Can't you even figure out your own gender? Is your damn brain damaged?"

"You can figure it out, but you still had to squeeze in the stall with me. Is your brain damaged, huh?" Dora retorted.

Flavio laughed. "I just have to satisfy all the needs of women like you."

Dora shoved him away in disgust. "Who the f**k do you think you are? The Prince Charming, huh? Get over yourself! You're nothing more than a p*****t! A p*****t with no f*****g limits!"

Flavio's face darkened, and he grabbed her chin with one hand. "Don't forget, I just satisfied your perverted and shameless needs."

Dora was livid with anger. She slapped his hand away and angrily shouted, "Get the f**k away from me!"

Flavio put his hands in his pockets, looked at her with disdain, and smirked, "What if I don't?"

Dora took a silent, deep breath. Damn! What a despicable man! I must teach him a f*****g lesson!

She discreetly reached into her pocket, pulled out something, and smiled at Flavio. Her dark eyes appeared charming with a hint of seduction. She pushed against his shoulder, making him sit on the toilet, and she straddled his lap.

Then, she wrapped her arms naturally around his neck in a coquettish manner, her voice dripping with sweetness, melting one's heart.

"If you don't want to do it, do you want me to do something to you, huh?"