The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chatper 881

Chapter 881

In the hotel, Fred laid Mya in his arms gently on the bed. Her pearl hair clip slipped from her hair, tumbling down as she pulled off her hat and scarf, murmuring, “So hot…”

Suddenly, Mya started unbuttoning her clothes and felt cooler. She said, “Now I’m cold again, I need a blanket…”

“What’s going on, Fred?” Mya asked, sounding a bit worried. “I feel so strange.”

“Do you want this?”

Mya squirmed in Fred’s arms, finding it tough to move away.

“Fred, it tickles. I don’t feel good, what did you do to me? Don’t touch that spot.” Mya pleaded.

“Your first time?” Fred asked.

Mya was whimpering and sniffling, emitting soft moans Splayed out on the bed in a spread-eagle position, Mya found her legs controlled by someone else, unable to close them however much she tried.

“Do you want me to go in deeper? Right here?” Fred asked.

Fred, don’t!” Mya said.

was just enough to grasp in his hand, Mya felt herself becoming

stop?” Fred asked.

and turned, yearning for that elusive sensation. She asked, her voice laced with longing, “Fred,

saw himself achieving some unstated goal. He undid the last piece of clothing adorned with cartoon characters and said, “Take it off yourself, and

as she undid the last of her buttons.

pleasurable, but Mya began to flail in pain. Her hands inadvertently added fresh scratch marks to Fred’s back, already a canvas of old scars. Through the peaks and troughs, her cries morphed from pain to a slow, mellifluous cadence.

sweat, her whole body aching and sore. She felt as if she might die from the ordeal. The sounds from the bathroom and the strewn

her clothes. She clutched a pile of garments and hurled them from the hotel’s twentieth floor. Among the items was a pair of deep blue men’s underwear, which ended up

Mya finally answered the phone, she was both nervous and scared as she gave an address, waiting for the driver to come and pick her up.

inside the car, Mya kept a straight posture, trying not to wince from the

Harper has been trying to reach you. You really shouldn’t be away for so

was all Mya managed

home, Mya’s mother, Grace Dion confronted her, visibly worried. “Mya, don’t ever come home this

a moment and ran straight upstairs, saying, “Mom, I know it’s late from hanging out with Madelyn today,

time when Mya had been sick with a high fever, which delayed treatment and caused permanent damage to her brain,

Mya felt discomfort down below. She rushed to the bathroom to change her underwear, noticing blood. Biting her lip nervously, Mya thought, ‘Am I going to

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