10 RULES OF OUR LOVE

CHAPTER 15 ~ DRUNKEN SEDUCTION

LOLA'S POV

The past few days have been super stressful, with Andrea driving me crazy by giving me unnecessary tasks to do.

There was even a time he asked me to get him pineapple juice from the eatery close to the hotel and kept refusing the juice and asking for a different type, until the waitress at the eatery thought I was going crazy for continuously changing my order. I was literally driven out.

We also went out on dinner dates, following the honeymoon plan Andrea’s mum had prepared. We made sure to take lots of romantic pictures and videos to send to his parents and were super loving in public, just in case the media were watching.

I haven't had a minute of rest since the wedding, and I couldn't be more happy when Andrea stepped out this morning and hasn't come back ever since. It was now late evening.

I lay on the bed, going through my phone and checking out our wedding posts that various media platforms had carried. Our faces were blurred out in most of them, and I knew that was probably Andrea's doing.

I saw so many comments from netizens as most of the ladies rambled on in anger that their dream man had been taken.

"Noo... not my hubby." Netizen A wrote, adding crying emojis as the likes and comments poured out.

"It's so heartbreaking. How could she steal him all to herself?" Netizen B said, earning loads of support as well.

I scrolled past, rolling my eyes at their craziness.

I dozed off while on my phone.

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I woke up to a loud bang on the door. Someone was knocking hard on it, and I stood up to check the doorbell camera. I saw Andrea through the camera, staggering and banging on the door.

Why was he knocking instead of putting in the password, and why did he look.. drunk.

I unlocked the door from the inside, and he staggered in, pressing his weight on mine.

"What..what are you doing, Mr Andrea?" I asked as he carressed my body, as I barely managed to push the door shut.

He let me go for a moment, dropped his phones and keys, and took off his shirt, leaving his bare open body as his abs glowed and his perfectly toned chest hit mine again, roughly trapping me.

"You look.. so.. beau..tiful and irresistible right now." He said and crashed his lips on mine, cupping my ass with his other hand, as he pressed his hard c**k against me.

"Please stop, Mr Andrea!" I mumbled, struggling to push him off me, but I was no match for his strength.

He lifted me with force, and my back landed on the bed.

His mouth trailed kisses over my face as his hand found its way beneath my blouse and to my boobs. He gently massaged them, using his hands to pinch my n*****s.

"Uuuhmm.." A moan escaped my lips as he trailed kisses down my neck, continuously fumbling with my boobs's with his hands.

"Andrea... uuhhm," I moaned as he quickly lifted up my blouse and replaced his hands with his mouth, roughly taking my n*****s in his mouth. He sucked and turned and massaged the other with his hands, interchanging them in quick succession, driving me nuts.

I moaned loudly, massaging his head with my hands as he played with my boobs.

After a few minutes, he stopped moving, and I looked down to find out he had fallen asleep with my boobs in his mouth.

I tried to disengage from his hold, but his mouth refused to let go of my n****e.

I pushed harder, but a jolt of pain brought me right back to my position.

I was locked in on the bed with Mr Andrea, with a lifted blouse and his hard c**k pressed against me.

He was super drunk and reeked of alcohol.

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ANDREA'S POV

I gently sucked on a lollipop, and my mouth felt full as I woke up. I opened my eyes to realise the supposed lollipop was Lola's boobs and I quickly let go.

A banging headache hit me as I held unto my head, getting flashbacks of all that had happened last night.

I sat up in alarm, gently pulling down Lola's blouse as she slept peacefully.

I had gotten drunk last night to try to take Lola's thought off my mind, and now what?

I did something worse than forgetting.

How do I get out of this?

"What do I do?" I muttered to myself as Lola turned around on the bed.

Was she about waking up? Oh no... how do I face her now?