Trapped with a Doctor novel Chapter 87

Angela was elated to hear her name called.

She charmingly wrapped her arms around his neck. "Say my name again."

Arvin had the magic ability to turn her completely to his will by touching her. He held her softly by her waist. "Angela, you little girl!"

"Yes..." His love was like ichor whose droplets she fed on greedily.

Her whisper immediately evoked his wanton desire.

This time, he kissed her savagely...

He turned over her body, and pressed against her.

"Arvin..." She felt his unbending desire, and called his name, her voice trembling.

Her voice deprived him of his reason.

Time seemingly stood still. Neither could tell how long they were unified like this. Angela almost gave up. Hours seemed to pass since Arvin first called her name. All of a sudden, Arvin stood up and went directly to the bathroom.

Angela felt lost.

'Oh, my god...'

Angela touched her hot face, struggled into a pair of underwear, crept off the bed, and ran to the coatroom to change her clothes.

After that, Angela inched to the bathroom door, where she heard the sound of running the water.

'What the hell, ' she thought. 'Arvin is more squeamish than my dad! He's obsessed with cleanliness.'

She opened the door a crack, intent on taking her hygiene products.

She tiptoed in past the shower-curtain. However, she was so careless that a bottle dropped on the ground...

The shower was immediately shut off, which made her feel afraid to say one word! If she was found here by Arvin, she couldn't explain for herself anymore!

Fortunately, the shower commenced again after some time. Angela felt relieved and picked up the cleanser.

However, when she looked up to take the toothbrush, "Oh, MY GOD!"

Angela tossed the cleanser when she saw she was apprehended.

"Ar... Ar... Ar..." Angela paused for a while and looked at Arvin in great shock, "Arvin! You... You... Why aren't you wearing clothes? Ar... Arvin! You're a pervert!"

Arvin looked at her in confusion. "Do you wear clothes when you're taking a shower?"

Upon hearing this, Angela shook her head.

'My god... No... No! It's not the point! The point was... My god... that I saw something I shouldn't have.

"Pervert!" Angela picked up the cleanser and other products as fast as possible and rushed out of the bathroom. When she finally closed the door, she felt an immense sense of relief.

...

Breakfast was finally ready. Arvin sat on the table and waited for Angela for about ten minutes. But, she didn't show up.

Annoyed at her delay, he put down his iPad, stood up, and went to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Angela was withdrawn, sitting at the vanity table, rubbing circles of cream into her cheek continuously.

"Angela!"

"Oh...Yes?" Angela looked absent-minded. She threw away the cream directly...

Unfortunately, the cream was thrown into Arvin's... bed.

It soiled his black bed sheet and quilt.

"Oh, my god... My cream!" 'It's very dear!' Angela rushed to the bed, trying to reduce the damage.

But it was useless. The cream she could save wasn't even enough for half of her face.