Help! My One-Night Stand Is Examining Me?!

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 This will work

Thinking of that pretty, flushed, bashful little face, Stephan felt a stir of excitement, but he still issued a warning to Gary.

Stephan: You’d better be telling the truth.

Gary: This will work. Trust me.

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Alana got off work and went to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables to take home.

When she reached her front door, she looked around warily, left and right, until she saw no suspicious figures. Only then did she feel at ease, pull out her keys, and open the door to go inside.

As soon as she stepped inside, she immediately closed the door and locked it from the inside. She let out a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Stephan hadn’t come over tonight.

She changed her shoes, set down her bag, and, carrying the groceries, headed into the kitchen to cook.

One meat dish, one vegetable dish, and a soup, simple, home-style meals.

It took her less than half an hour to finish.

The meat dish was chili pork, the vegetable dish was pickled bamboo shoots stir-fried with sweet potato leaves, and the soup was tomato and egg soup.

Alana served herself a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup, then sat down to eat.

Just as she started eating, her phone vibrated.

Alana took out her phone, didn’t bother to check who it was from, and just tapped to open it. The moment she looked closely, the rice in her mouth shot right out.

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Stephan drove back home. Feeling hot all over, he immediately went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

He took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles. He turned on the shower, and the trickling water cascaded down the contours of his muscles.

Stephan couldn’t help but look at his reflection in the mirror.

The man in the mirror had sharp, chiseled features and a striking, three-dimensional appearance.

His eyes were deep and enigmatic, like bottomless whirlpools.

Drops of water glistened all over his body, and the misty steam exuded the sensual allure of a mature man.

Stephan stared at himself for a moment, then suddenly had an idea.

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At the dining table, Alana had merely caught a glimpse of a photo by accident, yet she blushed fiercely.

She quickly turned off her phone and tucked it away, refusing to look at the photo again.

But the image in the photo seemed to have been etched into her mind, refusing to fade away. Alana never would have imagined that Stephan would actually send her a photo of himself right after a shower.

In the photo, he wasn’t wearing a shirt.

Although steam was rising from his body, it couldn’t hide his sexy, model-like physique.

The way he held the phone to take a selfie, his chiseled features, chin slightly raised, exuded a lazy, effortless charm.

His well-defined fingers lightly traced his chiseled, firm, and well-defined eight-pack abs.

It exuded an intangible allure.

Even through the screen, you could feel the raw sensuality radiating from his very core.

And it was a brazen, unapologetic kind of sexiness.

Alana’s face flushed and her heart raced; her nose grew hot, as if something were about to spill out.

Did that bastard send this to the wrong person? Was this supposed to be sent to another person, but he accidentally sent it to her?

What kind of man would send a suggestive photo of his abs to a single woman late at night?

He was so far from decent! Alana couldn’t help herself; she picked up her phone again and turned it on.

Trying not to stare at the picture, she sent him a message.

Alana: Did you send this to the wrong person? Delete it.

The man replied quickly.

Stephan: Do you like it?

Alana gasped.

So he didn’t send it by mistake?

Did he send this to her on purpose?!

Alana’s cheeks grew even hotter.

She couldn’t take it anymore.

Alana: Stephan, behave yourself!

The man stubbornly asked.

Stephan: Do you like it?

Alana couldn’t stand it anymore, so she quickly put her phone down and went back to eating. However, Stephan’s interruption had left her feeling restless even while eating.

Stephan didn’t see Alana’s reply and assumed she must be too shy to respond.

So, what was she doing right now?

Was she secretly holding her phone, staring at the photo of his abs over and over again until her face flushed and her heart raced?!

Thinking of her blushing, bashful expression, a wave of heat inevitably surged through the man’s body, and his breathing gradually became uneven.

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That night.

Alana didn’t sleep soundly.

Ever since she saw the photo of his abs that he’d sent her, she’d been completely bewitched, even dreaming about it.

She dreamed that Stephan pinned her beneath him, grabbed her hands, and pressed them against his abs.

He leaned down to nibble on her soft, pale ear, kissing and licking it, his voice low, hoarse, and husky.

“Baby, feel it...this belongs to you...”

Alana jolted awake.

When she woke up, her mouth was parched.

She got out of bed, walked to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of cold water, and drank more than half of it before feeling slightly better.

She took a deep breath, recalling what had happened in her dream, and her face flushed slightly.

How could she...have such a shameful dream?

It was all that jerk Stephan’s fault. Out of the blue, he sent her those kinds of photos,

throwing her mind into a whirl.

After drinking the water, Alana lay back down on the bed. However, she tossed and turned, taking a long time to fall asleep.

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The next day was the weekend.

Alana woke up as soon as her body clock kicked in. But since she didn’t have to work today, she planned to sleep in. Suddenly, her phone vibrated.

She thought it might be an important message, so she picked up her phone and opened it, still half-asleep.

The moment she saw it, she was instantly wide awake.

It was another photo.

The man in the photo was shirtless, looking as if he’d just finished working out. His toned muscles were glistening with sweat, taut and defined.

A pair of black workout shorts hung loosely around his narrow waist and abdomen; the winding trail of sweat trickled down his abs and into the waistband, revealing a faint V-line that sparked the imagination.

Oh she could still remember what he could do to her, what that huge thing between his legs could do.

Alana felt a wave of heat wash over her, and her nose suddenly grew warm.

She couldn’t help but raise her hand to touch her nose, it was damp and warm.

Was she actually bleeding from her nose?!

Alana pressed her hand to her nose. Unable to stay in bed any longer, she rushed into the bathroom, splashed water on her face, and tried to clear her head.

Once the nosebleed had stopped, Alana stepped out of the bathroom.

The strands of hair on her cheeks and temples were damp.

She was wide awake now, not a trace of sleepiness left.

And the culprit had no idea he’d disrupted an innocent girl’s peaceful morning slumber.

Alana was being a bit of a masochist; the moment she stepped out, she glanced at her phone to see what kind of tricks that dog Stephan was up to. She picked up her phone and looked.

The latest message the man had sent.

She couldn’t bear to look at it.

Stephan: Just finished working out. Do you like it?

Alana’s face flushed, and she quickly replied.

Alana: Stop messing around. Don’t ever send me photos like this again!

Stephan: Do you like it or not?

Seriously, what on earth was he so obsessed with?!

She was on the verge of breaking down from his antics.

Alana: I don’t like it! If you message me again, I’m blocking you!

After that, the man stopped replying.

Alana puffed out her cheeks, set down her phone, and headed to the kitchen to make herself breakfast.

However, while she was making breakfast, the kitchen drain suddenly got clogged, and the water in the sink wouldn’t drain.

It had just gotten clogged last month; it hadn’t even been a month since it was cleared, and now it was clogged again.

Besides, in these older residential buildings, the facilities were outdated, and things breaking down here and there was a common occurrence.

With no other choice, Alana had to call the landlord for help.