Chapter 17

Anya let her thoughts wander as she headed to the bus stop. Unfortunately, her skirt and white blouse were now stained with tea. The wet parts of her clothes stuck to her uncomfortably. Sadly, she didn’t have another set of clothes on her and was stuck with these wet ones.

Her skin glistened under the wet patches of fabric. You could almost see her naked flesh under the clothes.

It was an alluring sight.

Anya slowly made her way to the bus stop. Her figure caught the eyes of many pedestrians as they streamed down the streets. Their heads turned and their eyes fell on her and didn’t move away.

The stares made the young woman feel incredibly uncomfortable. She kept her eyes on the ground and quickened her pace.

That wasn’t helping her though.

As long as her clothes remained wet, she was going to attract stares from the people around her. Anya was mortified. Should she grab some napkins from her bag and slap them over the wet patches on her blouse?

People on the bus were going to be staring at her as well when she boards the bus.

Anya clutched her bag tightly to her chest at that thought. She marched towards a billboard ahead of her. It was right next to the wall. If she stood right next to it, someone would have to walk right past her in order to spot her.

rummaged around for some napkins. She lifted the hem

black Bentley drove past Anya.

on Anya as she lifted the hems of her blouse and

tempted any man to

as fresh snow. Like snow, there was a certain purity to it. The sight

able to look away from

still and unrippled. You couldn’t discern his thoughts from them at all. The only thing that betrayed his emotions was the

that woman…she really knew how to catch a man’s

remained unchanged. No other woman had dared to set him

the deed had made things worse. That made his stomach churn with intense displeasure and

Yet… he couldn’t help the snippets of memories flashing across his head every time he saw her. Memories of what

infuriated him. Yet he couldn’t deny the fact that he had enjoyed himself that night.

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couldn’t forget how good he had felt.

had drugged him so that he would fall into bed with her. That knowledge tainted the experience he had felt

gaze and lifted his fingers to his brow. He gently massaged his forehead and tried

mind.

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