Chapter 1 I cheated on my boyfriend

"5306." Ivy sent the room number, but not to her boyfriend Jack. She made this decision half an hour after she found out that Jack was cheating on her.

At that time, the woman's feet were wandering on Jack's legs in an ambiguous way, and they thought that this exciting game was unnoticed by anyone. However, when the doorbell rang, Ivy came back to her senses and tidied her clothes. It was a birthday gift that Jack should have opened personally.

The moment the door opened, Ivy was almost suffocated by the kiss. She could only see a pair of eyes with a hint of lust at the end of the eyes, until the tall nose gently brushed against her nose tip, she could see the face of the person who came - Charles .

Charles did not give Ivy any chance to react. When he saw what she was wearing under her bathrobe, he slightly exerted force with his arms and held her waist against the floor-length mirror by the door. He exuded a cold wood fragrance. After a moment of trance, Ivy closed her eyes and let herself sink into this sudden lust.

Perhaps it was her initiative that ignited Charles, and he became passionate and wild, completely different from his impression. However, Ivy didn't know that as soon as the elevator door rang, Jack walked to the door and saw this scene.

Charles put Ivy 's hands on her head with one hand, stroked her hair with the other hand, and blocked Ivy with his whole body . When Jack was about to rush in angrily, he turned his head and smiled evilly at Jack . Jack 's face turned pale instantly, and Charles kicked the door with his long legs, closing it completely, and making the unique sound of a hotel door.

Jack may never forget this scene, but Ivy doesn't care. At this moment, she is only immersed in the warmth and passion that Charles brings her.

"First time?" Charles ' voice rang out in the darkness.

Ivy didn't answer, she only remembered the general plot of the second half. She inexplicably remembered that at a party before, someone once commented that Charles' figure looked particularly amazing. Now, she felt that she could also speak from her own experience.

4:30 in the morning , when her phone was plugged into the charger, Ivy saw 30 missed calls, all from unfamiliar numbers. She had no interest in calling back because she guessed that these calls might be from Jack who found out he was blocked and called from someone else's phone.

The sky outside the window was still gray, and when she woke up, she found that she was the only one in the bed. Charles must have left. The clothes that were originally scattered on the floor had been neatly placed on the sofa, and the air conditioner was adjusted to the most comfortable temperature.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, feeling deeply moved. She felt that everyone's previous evaluation of Charles was too shallow. At least the experiences she had last night were extremely happy and extraordinary.

However, she did not plan to stay here for long. She originally came here to celebrate Jack's birthday, but now it was better to go back to the company to work overtime than to waste time here. At least the latter would make her boss happy, while the former would only make herself upset.

Ivy never intended to treat herself badly in this regard. When she was choosing clothes in the suitcase, the bathroom door opened. Charles did not expect to see such a sexy scene after taking a shower. The woman had a great figure, although thin but with exquisite curves. The slightly curly long hair made her skin look even whiter. Perhaps it was because a hearty love affair had just ended, and she still had a faint pink on her body. She was vivid and fragrant, like a witch.

This was Charles' most profound feeling about Ivy . And Ivy 's figure only paused slightly, and then she quickly reacted. She was also looking at Charles , more presumptuous than before. After all, before this, Charles had always given her the impression of self-discipline, restraint, and aloofness. And last night, she saw another side of him.

Charles did not avoid her gaze, but calmly allowed her critical gaze to inspect him. The water drops that had not yet dried rolled down the inside of the bath towel along the clear outline of his muscles. Under the dim light, Ivy inexplicably wanted to blow a hooligan whistle.

" Charles ." She opened her mouth and found that her throat was hoarse. A light laugh came out of the man's mouth. The current situation was obviously not suitable for exchanging pleasantries. Ivy said in self-abandonment: "I think it's not appropriate for you to stare at me like this." After all, he had a bath towel covering his body, while she only had long hair to cover her. And it was really not a good look.

"Do you mind doing it again?" Charles said suddenly.

Ivy was stunned. She turned her neck stiffly, and vaguely thought that she had heard it wrongly. However, with a "pop", the last light in the room was turned off. The man picked her up by the waist, and Ivy subconsciously hugged his neck. In the midst of confusion and passion, she heard him whisper in her ear: "Sorry, I am a little greedy."