Chapter 207
Upon arriving at Velvet Eclipse, Grace carefully placed the wheelchair down, helped Ethan onto it, and then pushed him toward the private room.
At this moment, there was a buzz from her phone. It was a message from Ed, reading, “I’m very happy. I want to kiss you.”
Her face instantly flushed-Ed was really straightforward.
She had no time to reply to his message as she had to push Ethan to the private room. Once she opened the door, she found that Damien, Simon, and Julian were already there.
It seemed like these four people often got together. As a woman, she really didn’t want to stay in the private room.
Ethan seemed to notice her awkwardness and said to her, “You can go hang out outside.”
He sounded like he was coaxing a child.
Grace didn’t even look at Simon as he always threatened to hurt her whenever he saw her. Therefore, she quickly left the private room after receiving Ethan’s instruction.
In the private room, Damien put down his wine glass and asked Simon, “Do you have any tricks for winning over women?”
Simon dug his ear, thinking he was hearing things. “Can you say it again?”
Damien pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Beside them, Julian raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his drink. “You only need to satisfy her in bed. If she doesn’t like it, then you’re not trying hard enough.”
Julian’s words seemed to hit a nerve with Damien, who immediately started arguing with Julian.
Meanwhile, Ethan had remained silent since he entered the room, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.
After leaving the private room, Grace wandered around outside on her own. Her phone buzzed again, and it was a message from Ed. “Where are you?”
She smiled and sent him the exact location of the private room she was in. “I’m at work, accompanying my boss for some socializing.”
“I’ll go to see you.”
She gazed at the message, her brows knitting together. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him to come, but Velvet Eclipse had a strict membership policy.
Wouldn’t it be awkward if he were turned away at the door?
As she walked ahead, she continued typing her reply with her head hung low. But before she could send the message, a hand suddenly reached out from a nearby private room and pulled her inside.
Before she could say a word, the person had already kissed her. He wore a thin shirt, and the room was filled with a pleasant fragrance.
She pushed him away, breathing heavily. She was unable to make out his face, so she could only hold his face in her hands.
“How did you get here so fast? You weren’t secretly following me when you sent that message, were you?” she asked.
“Is that a problem?” He probably sensed her subtle approval, so he answered with unapologetic confidence.
Grace chuckled, and then she was quickly turned around by him. Knowing what he was going to do, she took a deep breath. “We’re in a private room.”
He pressed his chest against her back and pleaded with her. “But I want it.”
His feelings for her were straightforward and obvious, as evident in the messages he sent to her.
She could feel his intense affection, but she was worried that Ethan would be done soon. It would be awkward if she weren’t finished here by then.
He had already begun nibbling on her ear. “I think about you every second. I want to text you, but I’m afraid I’ll annoy you.”
Grace felt her heart instantly soften. This was how one would act when one was deeply in love with someone-editing a message over and over, only to delete every word in the end.
“Please? Please?” He was like a child repeatedly asking for candy.
She only hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing. “Make it fast.”
As soon as she said that, he started to drive into her aggressively. She was
worried that the door in front of her would be knocked down.
He was obedient, so that he could indulge himself fully in a short amount of time.
This time, he was so vigorous that she couldn’t help standing on her toes.
Then, she heard footsteps approaching, and it seemed someone had stopped right outside the room. She instantly had her heart in her throat.
The next second, the door was opened slightly. The man behind her quickly reached out and slammed the door shut. She heard a very domineering and imposing voice say, “Go away!”
The person, who was about to open the door, was startled and realized they had interrupted something, so they left in a hurry.
Grace’s heart was still racing, and she hadn’t had time to fully process what had just happened. The man, who had just been so domineering, suddenly whispered softly in her ear, “Let’s continue.”
She only felt as if every pore in her body was filled, like there were countless bubbles boiling inside her. She found it amusing and reached out to pat his head that rested on her shoulder. “You’re so fierce.”
He buried his head deep in her neck, and he wasn’t being gentle at all. “That’s toward others.”
He was so good at sweet-talking; no wonder she had never been able to resist him before.
The lights in the hallway outside suddenly brightened. She tried to turn around, but he grabbed her waist firmly, not allowing her to move.
“Are you really not going to show me your face? If someone asks me what my boyfriend looks like, I won’t even know how to answer.”
He paused for a moment, then agitatedly took a deep breath. She suddenly felt his anxiety and dilemma. She frowned, wondering how ugly he could possibly be to feel this insecure.
But the next second, he was so rough that it felt like he wanted to crush her right there and then.
When it was over, Grace leaned against his chest and gasped for air. The two of them were sitting on the couch now. She was still caught in the lingering sensations, not wanting to move.
Ed took her hand to trace his facial features thoroughly again and again before
she finally opened her eyes. He was definitely not ugly, so what was he struggling with?