EP.3 A Lesson Learned
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EP.3 A Lesson Learned
Bang!
The small door burst open, slamming against the wall with a loud thud. No explanation was needed to guess how furious Cristian was. Marina, who had drifted off to sleep, jolted awake at the sudden intrusion of the stranger.
Since she had woken up early to do her makeup that morning, her body was quite fatigued from insufficient rest, which was why she had fallen asleep so easily.
"Where's the phone?"
His stern voice cut through the air as he swept his gaze around the room. He was certain Tina's phone was with her. She must have called Charles for help!
"What phone?!"
Marina glared back, refusing to give in. She had hidden it so well that he'd never find it.
"You two, tear this room apart. If you don't find it, you know what will happen."
His sharp, commanding eyes turned to the two or three subordinates who had followed him in. He threatened them. The three men nodded, acknowledging the order, and immediately began searching for the problematic phone. Marina pressed her lips tightly. She wasn't so confident anymore that she had hidden it well enough for his men to miss.
"As for you, come with me!"
Before he even finished speaking, the tall man forcefully pulled her arm, leading her to the same bedroom where he had first brought her. He then violently threw her onto the king-sized bed, rumpling the dark bedsheets.
"Ow! Don't just throw me! Are you crazy?!"
She shrieked at him, pain lacing her voice, unaware that she was about to face his wrath for causing him to lose tens of millions.
"Do you know what you've done?"
Cristian stared at the woman on the bed, unmoving. His icy voice instantly made her feel a surge of fear.
Was he going to kill her right here?
"D-do what?"
Marina avoided his gaze. She tried to calm herself, to keep from panicking, even though her heart was pounding on the verge of breaking.
"You cost me almost a hundred million. I really have you to thank for helping me start this game of revenge, when I intended to take things slowly with you."
"What do you mean?!"
Marina pressed her lips together tightly, fuming internally that she couldn't stand up to the man in front of her. If she said anything he didn't like, she feared he would choke her to death. With their difference in size, he could easily do it.
"You'll have to compensate me then. Adequately, for all that money I lost."
It was as if a predator was slowly taking over his being. Cristian couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to teach her a lesson now! This very moment! His strong hand grabbed her small ankle, which was trying to shift away, pulling her down beneath him before he moved to straddle her.
"Ah! Let me go!"
Now, their faces were just an arm's length apart. Marina's heart pounded like never before. She had never been this close to a man before because her three brothers were so protective of her. Thinking of her brothers, she wanted to cry loudly. If they were by her side, she wouldn't have to be tormented by this brute!
"How will you compensate me?"
He asked, his gaze fixed on the pink lips of the woman beneath him. Marina's fresh perfume stimulated something within him, a strong desire.
"I won't compensate you for anything, because I... Mmph!"
He guessed correctly that a stubborn person like her wouldn't give in easily. So he leaned down and delivered a fiery kiss before she could even finish speaking. His thick tongue possessively claimed her lips. At first, the young woman resisted by clamping her lips shut, refusing to let him explore easily.
But after a few seconds, her delicate lips parted instinctively as his strong hand slipped in to undo her bra clasp. He then roughly caressed the budding "lotus" that filled his palm.
"Ah! Mmph!"
When Marina accidentally let out a soft moan, his thick tongue immediately darted in, intertwining with hers. Cristian meticulously delivered intense sensations to her, making her feel as though she might explode!
"N-no, don't do this! Ah! You brute!"
Thud! Crash!
His broad body landed on the floor with a swift motion after he pulled his lips away from her. He then reached out a thick finger to admire the "rose petals" hidden within her tiny underwear. In his thirty-five years of life, he had never been kicked off a bed by a woman! Damn it!
"If you like it rough, why didn't you say so? Alright! I'll give it to you!"
His voice sounded incredibly angry. Having been with women had always been easy for him, but why was this woman playing so hard to get?! The tall man quickly stood up and lunged towards the woman on the bed. But then... she grabbed the bedside lamp and threatened him with it.
"D-don't come closer! Or I'll really hit your head!"
Marina wasn't just threatening; she genuinely intended to do it. If he went any further, she would absolutely not lose her purity to a brainless brute like him! He didn't deserve her!
"Hmph! Go on... if you really dare to hit me with it, I swear I'll take everything from you until you break!"
Cristian's eyes clearly showed a cruel glint. Both of them were now equally furious. The mafia boss, who had never been denied, and the pampered only daughter of a family, had finally converged. Now, who would be the victor?
Thwack! Shatter!
Just as the large man was about to lean down and grab the small woman again, the glass lamp collided squarely with his head. Blood trickled from Cristian's eyebrow. Though the pain wasn't great, his fury was a hundred times more intense. His handsome face, which had turned away from the force of the thrown lamp, slowly turned back to look at the perpetrator with the most murderous gaze. And if anyone met that gaze, it meant certain death!
Marina sat trembling on the bed. She was no less angry than he was for suddenly taking her, giving her such a ridiculous reason about revenge. And he was acting like less than a man, intending to force himself on her. Because of this, she felt no pity for him!
"Don't expect to leave this room until I'm satisfied!"
He said, rushing towards her swiftly before tearing off all the clothes she was wearing.
Rip!
"Gah! Let me go! You brute! I hate you! Mmph!"
Marina struggled beneath his embrace. She couldn't move at all now, completely pinned down. Cristian's gaze swept over the naked body of the woman beneath him with satisfaction. He liked her figure, but it didn't cool his anger.
"N-no, not there! Ah! You!"
His strong hand seized both her arms, not letting her struggle easily, before Cristian lowered himself between her slender legs, separating them. He gazed at the pink "rose petals" with intense hunger before his rough tongue moved to explore.
The new sensation made Marina feel strange all over. No matter how much her heart hated his actions, her body responded to him all too well.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! S-stop! Ugh!"
"Hmph. Thought you were tough. You're wet as hell already."
Cristian stared at the center of the young woman's body, a satisfied smirk on his face as he saw the result of his actions. The clear fluid that had emerged made him understand immediately that she wanted him to explore further.
Bang! Bang!
But then, gunshots suddenly rang out from the beach. The tall man quickly got up and walked to the window to find the source of the sound he heard. And what he had expected had arrived. Charles, with almost twenty of his subordinates, had surrounded his private island.
The tall figure in a black shirt turned to glare at the woman on the bed, holding her accountable. She was more mischievous than he thought, Marina!
Marina tried to hold back her tears. She didn't want to show any weakness to this man. Otherwise, he would torment her even more. Her slender hand quickly pulled the black blanket over her naked body. She really had to thank those gunshots for making the man in front of her stop everything. But she didn't realize that she still couldn't escape his grasp, because once someone was in his clutches, it was extremely difficult to leave unless he allowed it.
"You think he came to rescue you, and you'll get out easily?"
He sneered, his words mocking. Marina's flushed face clearly indicated she was in the throes of mixed emotions: shame! hatred! And at the same time, she held out hope that Charles would help her escape this place.
"Get dressed! I'll take you down to say goodbye to your ex-lover!"
"How am I supposed to get dressed?"
She turned to ask him, looking down at the ripped and torn pieces of clothing he had shredded. Seeing this, Cristian walked to his closet before throwing a large, white shirt onto the bed for her.
"A-and pants?"
Marina asked without looking at him at all. The young woman picked up the shirt; it was so big, she could probably wear it as a dress.
"Don't wear any!"
"B-but..."
Knock, knock, knock.
"Excuse me, sir."
Chalee took the liberty of opening the door before his boss, Cristian, had even given permission. A urgent matter had arisen at the front of the house, which was why he had rushed to summon his boss.
"Charles is attacking here with his men, sir. Uh, your eyebrow..."
Chalee stopped speaking, having noticed the blood trickling down his boss's face. But upon observing the room, he immediately understood that a battle had just occurred in this room.
"Tell him to wait five minutes for me!"
The speaker commanded before Chalee nodded in acknowledgment. As the door closed, his sharp gaze turned back to the slender figure once more.
"Hurry and get dressed! So you can go say goodbye to your former lover!"
- Writer
