Chapter 174: Chapter 174 Something else
“Wouldn’t they go crazy fighting over you, even to the point of forcing you to choose...My dear friend, you could choose the two of them, you know...I’m actually reading a novel where the female lead ended up with two men and it’s kinda awakening something in me...”
“Oh please, Eve! Stop reading those novels, you’re really becoming something else.”
Gosh!
Alana’s face flushed crimson. Was this something a normal person would say?!
If she weren’t so reserved and shy, she would’ve let a few choice swear words slip out.
“Look, it’s a pretty good read, I should tell you the name...”
“No...no and no!”
Eve had a second thought. “Wait, Cole isn’t a good choice. He hurt you badly, and his sister bullied you before. Even though he’s handsome, he’s still a no-go.”
Alana sighed.
Finally, her friend was making sense again.
Eve added, “But now that Cole is back, his sister Camila hasn’t shown up, has she?”
“If she starts picking on you like she used to, you can’t just put up with it and let her bully you anymore! If she dares to say another word to you, just walk right up to her and slap her left and right across the face until it’s swollen. Then kick her to the ground, make her crawl at your feet, and with a cool flick of your hair, tell her: ‘I’m not the weak, helpless Lana, who let you push her around, don’t try me!”
Alana laughed.
This girl was getting more and more out of control.
Not only was she obsessed with those novels, but she’s gotten hooked on palace intrigue dramas too.
“Oh, I have to go now, my boyfriend’s back. Let’s talk next time!” Alana heard footsteps approaching from outside the door and hurriedly hung up the phone.
Sure enough, the door swung open the very next second.
A tall, imposing figure walked in with deliberate, measured steps. A gray shirt outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist, while black dress pants hugged his straight, long legs.
A metal belt buckle fastened securely at the waistband, cinching his tight, muscular waist. Alana’s gaze fell on the man’s belt buckle, and she couldn’t help but recall how, just yesterday he had deftly unfastened that belt, tossed it aside, and..
She bit her lip, her cheeks burning visibly.
For some reason, a gush of menstrual blood flowed out from between her legs.
Oh no, she’d made his bathrobe even dirtier...
Stephan walked in unhurriedly, carrying a shopping bag.
He spotted the girl sitting demurely on the edge of the bed, wrapped tightly in his
bathrobe, her cheeks flushed, more radiant and alluring than a blooming rose.
He walked to the bed, paused, and, with a smirk, looked at her with unhurried
composure.
“What are you thinking about in bed? Why are you so flushed?”
Alana couldn’t possibly admit it. Lifting her flushed, soft, and alluring eyes, she whispered, “Nothing. Did you buy the sanitary pads? Give them to me. I’ll go wear them.”
Stephan deliberately withheld them, raising an eyebrow to tease her. “Why won’t you tell me? Is it because you were thinking about those steamy things we did together?”
And sure enough, he saw the blush spread all the way to the nape of her neck, making her look radiantly flushed.
Ashamed, Alana glared at him with her beautiful eyes, “Stop it! Give me the pad, or it’ll leak even more!”
“Is it leaking?”
“Let me check how much has leaked...”
The man’s deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of mischief as he slowly moved closer to her.
Alana was so embarrassed she couldn’t help but burrow under the covers, looking like a startled little deer with a pitiful expression. “No, don’t come over...”
Stephan smiled. A man with a mischievous streak, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction seeing the little white rabbit so shy and flustered.
He set the bag he was holding down beside her. “Silly girl, I was just kidding. Go wear it.”
Alana stared at the shopping bag placed right in front of her, blinking once, then again. He was tricking her?!
What a mean man!
He picked on her at the drop of a hat!
Alana picked up the shopping bag and looked inside. There were several packs, enough to last her for months.
“You even bought me both day and night pads?” She thought she’d just told him the brand of pads, and he’d just grabbed a random pack on his way home. She never expected him to get her so many, he’d even prepared both day and night varieties.
He really thought of everything.
Stephan’s dark eyes met hers as he curled the corner of his lips. “Hmm, isn’t your boyfriend so thoughtful?”
Alana smiled slightly. He certainly knew how to praise himself. “Yeah. Very thoughtful.”
“How about a kiss as a reward?”
“I...”
“A French kiss.”
Alana shot him a playful glare and said softly, “I’ll go wear my pad first.”
Stephan asked kindly, “Do you want me to help you wear it?”
Alana shrieked. “No, no!”
Stephan teased, “Why not? Can’t I learn how to wear a pad on my girlfriend?”
Her cheeks flushed. “Stephan, you’re so naughty!”
How could anyone be like him!
Even asking how his girlfriend wears her pad...
“If a man isn’t a little bad, a woman won’t love him.”
A classic line.
Alana didn’t want to deal with him, so she dragged her feet as she got out of bed. She took the torn-off sanitary pad, found a clean set of clothes, and only then went into the bathroom to change.
After changing, she checked the man’s gray bathrobe.
Sure enough, it was stained all over. She walked out holding the soiled gray bathrobe, biting her lip as if she’d done something wrong.
“Do you have a basin for washing clothes here? I got your bathrobe dirty, so I need to wash it.”
Stephan was sitting on the bed. Upon hearing this, he stood up and strode toward her. “Is that so? Let me see, where exactly is it dirty?”
Alana blushed, hiding the bathrobe behind her back, too embarrassed to show it to him. “No, don’t look...”
Stephan stepped in front of her. Seeing her hurriedly tuck the bathrobe behind her
back, hiding it tightly, he raised an eyebrow slightly.
“It’s my bathrobe. Why can’t I look? Give it to me. I’ll wash it for you.”
Alana’s ears were burning. “No, it’s okay. I got it dirty, so I’ll wash it myself.”
Stephan moved closer to her again and coaxed her in a low voice, “Be a good girl. Just think of it as a reward for me. Let me wash it.”
Her head spun, and she felt as if her face would burst with embarrassment.
He... what did he just say?!
Treat it as a reward for him?
Was washing the bathrobe she’d soiled a reward for him?
Aaaah!
This man was shameless and completely out of line!
She couldn’t take it anymore!
Stephan’s large hand gently brushed against the girl’s burning cheeks; the slightly calloused texture teased her delicate skin.
Her naturally delicate cheeks turned even more rosy and alluring. And he adored this shy, endearing look of hers.
“Be a good girl, give it to me. You’re on your period; it’s not good for you to touch cold water. Give your boyfriend a chance to show off, hmm?”
“Stephan, I...” Alana was so embarrassed her toes curled tight; she wanted to refuse again, but the man leaned down and kissed her lips.
He kissed her repeatedly, entwining himself with her.
Taking advantage of her dazed and intoxicated state, he snatched the bathrobe from her hands.
Then, he picked her up in his arms, laid her on her bed, and had her lie down.
He tucked the blanket around her, his large hand resting gently on her head. “Be good. Get some rest.”
Alana’s lips, kissed by him, glowed with a delicate flush.
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