Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1212

The night gradually turned dark and the chilly breeze heightened the tension among Elsa, Anna, and Ann. Their worries were insurmountable as they had no idea as to where Olivia and Charlie were at the moment.

Meanwhile, inside the Sophia Grand Hotel, a sexy voice came from the king-size bed in the luxurious presidential suite. "Ah, why is it so hot here? Can someone… please. It's so hot!"

Bearing with the throbbing pain and the dizziness, Olivia sensed something hot laid upon her body. With the warmth, she rubbed herself against the bed feeling uneasy. She shivered every time the smooth and silky feel of the hot satin touched her bare skin. It felt like as if a swarm of ants was crawling on top of her.

"Hum..." Another voice filled with lustful desires came out of Olivia's mouth.

That tingling yet prickling sensation flashed her. With her blurred eyes, she swallowed hard, rubbing her body continuously. Gradually, the silk sheet slid down and left her exposed. She pulled her clothes desperately. Her chest was moving up and down with her light breaths. In the dim light, her bosom looked tempting.

Compared to lots of attractive beauties, she was not that hot, but she looked like a bud which at one look would arouse more urgent desires.

"Hot. I feel so hot. Water...Please." Still unconscious, Olivia's face turned red like a ripe tomato. Something strange was struggling out of her body, but somehow, she couldn't release it. Groping through the dark, her breath became heavier. With her sight adapting to the dark, she seemed to see a person at the corner shaking a wine glass in his hand.

What she saw is a silhouette of a man, dark, sinister, and strange. Focused hard as to who the man is, she felt more terrible and afraid for herself. On her mind, she thought that she was in grave danger. She panicked at that thought and desperately tried to look for ways on how to escape.

With her head getting heavy, she could only see the outline of his face because of the dim light. Though it was dark, Olivia could sense that the man's face was full of hatred and cruelty. He was like a demon in the darkness who could control the whole world under his fingers.

"Nobody did ever tell you," that man said, and a cold voice as if from hell echoed through the room, "not to trust strangers."

As Olivia's mind became a little clear, the terrible dry heat hit her at once. "Please..." She was desperate. She didn't know what was wrong with herself. She felt her intimate part went wet as if being watered.

Even if she was only twenty years old, she still knew something about things matures and adults dealt with, so she had got it. Realizing the thought, she got scared. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs or just to run away and save herself.

However, such scare faded away when a strong sense of curiosity hit her.

That man didn't move from where he was seated all this time, just sitting on the sofa leisurely. He let out a snort and said, "You can put off your clothes to comfort yourself."

His words were like a trigger waiting to be pulled at any moment. Even if Olivia knew that she couldn't do that, she began to raise her trembling hands to unfold the buttons of her blouse. She couldn't understand why she was doing that so, but she just followed obediently what he said.