John and Nina rolled on the carpet for a while as they enjoyed every moment of their bodies against each other. As things started heating up, Nina's phone rang.
They didn't pay any attention to it and let it continue to ring.
Whoever was calling was as persistent as ever. They called again and again, not letting the phone rest for a second.
John couldn't bear the repetitive racket anymore so he had no choice but to pick up the phone. He looked at the phone and saw that it was Vicente. He immediately regretted not strangling her just now.
'First Demi, then Vicente, why are they all trying to ruin our time together? I can't even take off my pants without them causing some kind of distraction.
Is it that difficult to be left alone?' Although he was in a seething rage, he knew that she was probably calling about something urgent.
John reluctantly looked at the phone again while he held Nina in his arms.
They sat on the sofa and John finally answered.
Vicente's frantic voice blared through the phone as she said, "Nina, Demi tried to commit suicide. Go and see what's happening in the basement. I won't be able to get there fast enough."
"Suicide?" Nina said feebly while sitting up straight in John's arms.
Vicente sensed something wrong after hearing her voice and asked, "What's wrong with you, Nina? Why do you sound so weak? What happened?"
"Don't worry about that. We'll go to the basement and check. I'm hanging up," John barked coldly.
He huffed and puffed as he hung up the phone the second he finished speaking.
He put Nina down and said softly, "Just wait here. I'll bring you a cheongsam."
"Okay." With her cheeks still flushed, Nina sat obediently on the sofa and waited for him.
John came back and wanted to dress her himself, but was only met with Nina's red face. She took the cheongsam and quickly went to change in a more secluded spot.
The cheongsam covered the hickeys on her neck, and revealed her fair arms. It had a moderate slit on the side that exposed her smooth straight legs.
Her waist was still thin but the cheongsam hugged against her tightly anyway. Now that she had given birth, the cheongsam could fit her properly again.
She donned a pair of high heels that only highlighted her elegance. Nina strode forward and with every noble step, only making John lust after her even more.
He couldn't take his eyes off her.
A smile playfully danced on her lips as she stopped in front of him. "I'm not going to run away. You can see me every day for the rest of our lives. We just have to solve this problem with Demi first."
"Okay." John's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to compose himself.
The basement was very dark with only a little light coming through the small glass window on the side of the room. The dilapidated fan squeaked as it rotated above her head. Demi lay on the cold floor, completely motionless.
As soon as Nina came in, she said, "It's freezing in here. If the summer heat ever gets too much to handle, it looks like we can always come and cool off down here."
John smirked and glanced at her.
They took a few steps forward and arrived at the basement door where Demi was locked inside.
The guard opened the door and after they entered, he shut it behind them.
Demi's left eye was covered with gauze, and her right eye stared at the fan. She couldn't even muster up the spirit to blink most of the time.
Her head seemed to suffer the same treatment. It was wrapped in gauze that were stained with bright red blood seeping through. She was really in a bad way.
Looking at the wound on Demi's forehead, Nina smiled and seemed to think of something.
Hearing the chuckle, Demi moved her eyes but then swiftly continued to stare at the fan.
"It's cold lying on the floor. Get up."
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