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“Hey, girl, you alone?”
A lecherous man named Johnny Sun blocked my way, grinning. I recognized him as a security guard at the factory who often made lewd jokes. He had been scolded by Michael Liu a few days ago.
I was surprised he dared to approach me now.
“What do you want?”
I glared at him warily.
“Why, it’s late at night and you’re all alone. Let me keep you company.”
Johnny Sun rubbed his hands together and smirked. I tried to run back to my dormitory, but he grabbed me and covered my mouth.
“You can’t use Michael Liu to scare me off. Everyone knows he’s probably busy somewhere and has no time for you.”
“Let me be honest, I’ve been eyeing you for a long time. A hot girl like you, I’ve been dying to taste. Tonight, you came to me, so don’t blame me for being rough.”
We were in a grassy area, and it was already past ten at night. Most people had returned to their dorms, and this path was always deserted.
“Mmm….”
I struggled to call out, but Johnny Sun’s hand muffled my screams. He dragged me into the bushes and slapped me hard when I resisted.
“b***h, be still and serve me well. You might enjoy it too.”
“Save me, Michael Liu.”
I cried out in despair.
Johnny Sun sneered. “Michael Liu’s not here. Who can save you now?”
He lunged at me, tearing my shirt and exposing my breasts. He laughed like a beast.
“f*****g awesome, I’d die happy on you.”
Tears streamed down my face. Michael Liu, where are you?
Was I really going to be defiled by Johnny Sun?
No, I wouldn’t let it happen. I fought back with all my might, trying to break free from his grasp.
Johnny Sun grew angry and slapped me again, harder.
“Stop moving, bitch.”
My ears rang, and I saw stars. Johnny Sun started to rip off my clothes.
Rip!
The sound of tearing fabric made me shudder. I yelled in desperation, “You bastard, let me go.”
“Shut up, I’m gonna f**k you now.”
Johnny Sun snarled, but suddenly, a figure appeared and Johnny Sun was flung away.
Ah!
Johnny Sun screamed in pain as he rolled on the ground. Then a familiar voice spoke.
“Emily Yang, small snow, are you okay?”
I looked up and saw Michael Liu’s face. I burst into tears and threw myself into his arms.
“Michael Liu, you finally came back.”
I sobbed in his embrace, and he held me tightly, his voice choked with emotion.
“Sorry, small snow, it’s my fault. I came back too late.”
I felt safe now and nodded vigorously in his arms, feeling sweet inside.
“It’s not late, not late.”
Michael Liu raised his head and glared at Johnny Sun with icy eyes.
Johnny Sun quivered in fear and pleaded for mercy. “Liu team leader, I was wrong. It was a moment of madness. Please forgive me this time.”
“Forgive you?”
Michael Liu sneered and approached Johnny Sun menacingly.
“What were you thinking when you messed with my woman?”
Johnny Sun was terrified. “Your woman?”
“Yes.”
Michael Liu stood up and walked towards Johnny Sun. “If you touch my woman again, I’ll kill you.”
Johnny Sun stammered, “I…I won’t dare anymore.”
“Who sent you?”
Michael Liu demanded coldly.
“It…it was Samantha Ye.”
Johnny Sun blurted out.
“Get lost.”
Michael Liu kicked Johnny Sun to the ground and beat him until he was bruised and begging for mercy.
“Mighty brother, I’m sorry. Please let me go.”
Johnny Sun knelt and kowtowed repeatedly.
“Who sent you?”
Michael Liu asked coldly once more.
“It was Samantha Ye.”
Johnny Sun whimpered as he wiped his tears.
“Scram.”
Michael Liu booted Johnny Sun away and immediately carried me back to the dormitory. I squealed and punched him lightly.
“Ah, put me down. Don’t let others see us.”
Even as I protested, I clung to him tightly.
“I’m sorry, it was my fault. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”
When we got to the dorm, I noticed Michael Liu’s skin was covered in red rashes, a sign that his illness had flared up badly.
“You wait a moment while I squeeze some juice for you.”
But before I could turn around, Michael Liu had already torn off my clothes heedlessly.
16.
He picked me up and gently placed me on the bed.
I looked at Michael Liu nervously, clutching the bedspread tightly.
Michael Liu leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."
I nodded, blushing as I unbuttoned my clothes.
I was so shy that I took a silk scarf and blindfolded Michael Liu.
He didn't refuse but let me guide the milk to his mouth.
I was very careful, afraid of touching him, but he suddenly leaned in and drank greedily.
I was shocked and tried to push him away but worried he might choke, so I let him do as he pleased.
After a few drinks, Michael Liu looked up at me with satisfaction.
"It's so good, Emily Yang, you know I think about it every day."
Michael Liu greedily lay on my chest.
"Disgusting."
I scolded him lightly.
"Emily Yang, your body is so soft."
Michael Liu ran his hand along my waist.
"Don't move."
I stopped his hand from wandering, but it felt like his touch had magical powers, making my body hot and soft.
Eventually, I collapsed into his arms.
I lay in his arms, feeling comfortable and unconsciously wriggling.
Michael Liu panted and lifted me up, carrying me to the edge of the bed.
He pressed me down and left marks on my body.
He was like a tireless machine, tirelessly working on me.
And I was so exhausted by Michael Liu that I couldn't resist, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Our clothes had been discarded, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the injury on Michael Liu's shoulder.
His shoulder was bandaged, likely injured recently, and had started bleeding due to our vigorous movements.
I immediately pushed him away and sat up.
"Michael Liu, you're hurt?"
I woke up from the passion and worriedly looked at him.
"It's nothing."
Michael Liu shrugged it off, saying it was just a minor injury.
But I was concerned and touched his wound gently.
Michael Liu grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms, continuing to indulge in me.
"Emily Yang, are you worried about me?"
He looked at me with deep affection.
I nodded, blushing, and asked about his injury.
"I got it while delivering goods this time. Don't ask about anything else."
His expression suddenly became serious, and the passionate man became cold and calm.
"Emily Yang, it's getting late. I'll take you back to your room to rest."
He said, signaling an end to our intimate moment.
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