Chapter 5 Too Big the Contrast
I looked over there nervously only to see him walk out of the bathroom in his towel.
He had a perfect body shape.
His skin, not porcelain pale nor deeply dark, was tanned with a healthy glow.
I used to forbid him from exposing his body to me. Previously, when we did it, I was semi-conscious. So, I didn’t know his body turned out to be so hot.
Having realized that I was abstractedly watching his body, I looked away with embarrassment.
He quickly walked to me with some heat.
I cowered nervously and asked him in a faltering voice, “When… When did you come back? Are you hungry? How about… I make you some food?”
“Food?” Reynaldo sneered. “What can you possibly cook?”
I was struck dumbfounded.
In his eyes, I was probably a good-for-nothing rich lady.
And that was true indeed. I could do nothing but dance.
Reynaldo suddenly approached me and whispered to my ears, “Actually, apart from cooking, you can do other things to make me happy.”
His eyes darkened with obvious lust.
I knew as his lover, I should try every means to please him now.
But my hands and legs just went numb.
It was just the contrast was too significant. I wasn’t used to my new position yet.
While I was shilly-shallying, he suddenly put his lips on mine.
His kiss was fierce and domineering.
Startled, I subconsciously thumped his shoulders to show my resistance.
He let me go and tittered with a frown, “You wouldn’t resist me if I were Winston, right?”
Winston was his brother.
But what did it have to do Winston?
I used to have feelings for Winston, but since I married Reynaldo, I had severed associations with Winston.
I hadn’t seen Winston for three years.
I wouldn’t even think of him if Reynaldo didn’t mention him.
“My brother is coming back home. You must miss him a lot, right?” Reynaldo stared at me with a hint of coldness in his dark eyes.
I licked my lips and meant to tell him not to think wildly.
Suddenly, he laughed with self-mockery. “I can’t compare with Winston in your eyes. Even though I’ve been richer and more powerful, you still don’t like me, do you?”
I felt Reynaldo was somewhat self-abased.
“He’s a nice man indeed, but you…” I hurriedly said.
“Shut up!” Reynaldo snapped with a cold face.
I was gonna say he was better.
He was obviously angry. I pursed my lips, not daring to say anything further.
Reynaldo leaned against the window and lit up a cigarette, staring at me with a snort.
He blew a cigarette ring and said indifferently, “Looks like you’re still quite proud. Not quite lover material.”
I was worried that he’d take back the money he had paid for my family, so I hastened to say, “No. I… I’m just a little out of it.”
Reynaldo chuckled ironically.
I bit my lips and walked to him.
Since I’d made my choice, I shouldn’t be coy then.
I stopped in front of him, put my arms around his shoulders, and kissed his lips and neck.
His eyes became dark instantly.
I caressed his chest and tried to seduce him, imitating the pretty women in the bar.
But I didn’t know what to do next. I just stroked his chest randomly.
With a chuckle, he grabbed my wrist and said in a husky voice, “You don’t know how to do this?”
I lowered my eyes and didn’t dare to look at him.
He stubbed out the cigarette, held me in his arms, and kissed me madly.
In a daze, my clothes were taken off and my body was placed on the soft bed.
My brows furrowed in confusion.
“How come? Didn’t I already sleep with him before? Why…”
I was drowned by his passion before I could think further.
It was the next noon when I woke up.
The sound of water came from the bathroom.
I got up aching all over and found in shock a smear of blood on the bed.
“Eh? How can this be? I thought I had given my virginity to him. Why is there still blood?” I wondered.
Thinking of the possibility, I frowned.
Reynaldo happened to get out of the bathroom.
I bit my lip with embarrassment and asked, “Did we sleep together that night?”
“No!” Reynaldo answered.
I choked in astonishment.
“Why didn’t you explain to the journalists?”
He glanced at me and said casually, “You and I were hugging each other naked. Do you think I could possibly explain that?”
“But you could have explained it to my family. If you didn’t sleep with me, my family wouldn’t have forced you to marry into my family. And you didn’t have to…”
“What? Did you regret it?” Reynaldo suddenly got close to me and his eyes had a chilly glint.
I licked my lips and thought, “Shouldn’t you feel mad? You were forced to marry into my family and suffered all those humiliations. And you were made to separate from your love!”
Reynaldo suddenly passed the towel to me.
I was stunned and then heard him say, “Wipe my hair for me.”
“Oh…”
I hastened to take the towel and supported myself against my knee, rubbing his hair with the towel.
I couldn’t help thinking of the past.
Previously, every time I washed my hair, I couldn’t bother to use the dryer. I just lay in bed, wrapping my head with the towel.
And he’d insist on wiping my hair and blowing it with the hairdryer, saying that I might have a headache if I slept with wet hair.
At that time, I hated and insulted him, but he still treated me with patience as if he didn’t hear that.
Thinking of his former meekness, his current coldness and fierceness formed a big contrast.
I truly found him terribly scary.
He was such a scheming man that he had endured the humiliation even though he hated me.
Reynaldo put on his outfit. While tying the cufflink, he said to me, “Don’t run about. Stay here and wait for me.”
I sat on my knees and nodded at him meekly.
The first rule for a qualified lover was to follow the master’s orders.
Reynaldo suddenly shot a glance at the bloodstain on the bed.
I blushed and covered it with the bedsheet.
Reynaldo curled his lips as if smiling.
I recalled the past three years. It seemed that he had never smiled at me. He was always poker-faced, just like a machine.
Now as it appeared, he had concealed his thoughts so well.
I planned to get more sleep after Reynaldo left the villa.
After all, he went really hard in bed last night. My legs were still weak by now.
But my phone rang as soon as I lay in bed.
When I saw the caller’s name, I hastened to get up from the bed…
