Instead of answering his question, she simply wrapped her arms around the man's neck and kissed hin.

Waylen couldn't care less about her relationship with Harold, but he didn't want to continue at this moment. He patted her back and said in a hoarse voice, "Take a shower and then go to bed."

After saying that, he withdrew his arms and leaned against the counter next to her, lighting a cigarette idly. Despite his simple actions, he was irresistibly handsome.

Rena looked at him quietly, feeling a Little dejected.

She couldn't erase her history with Harold. Besides, if she had never been with Harold, she never would've met Waylen, Let alone move in with him.

Gradually, she plucked up the courage to approach him.

Waylen looked down at her quizzically.

Emboldened, Rena plucked the cigarette from his lips and put it out.

Then she brought her face close to his and whispered, "Waylen, don't be so cold to me. I'm so sullied, you know."

And just like that, a spark of Lust was ignited in Waylen's eyes.

He suddenly pinned her against the counter and kissed her, holding the back of her head firmly so that she couldn't resist.

He kissed her like crazy, as though he was scared that she'd suddenly disappear. His kiss now was completely different from earlier. Gone were his restraints.

Stunned at first, Rena soon recovered and wrapped her arms around his neck, immersing herself in the kiss.

She could only repay him... by pleasing him.

But unexpectedly, Waylen suddenly pulled away from the kiss. He whispered in her ear, “I just have to finish something first. Then I'LL think about how to deal with you in bed."

Hearing this, Rena blushed furiously.

This man was such a cheeky devil!

Waylen's mood had clearly improved. He even went so far as to tease her, "Why are you still holding me? Do you want me to continue?"

Only then did Rena realize that her arms were still wrapped around him firmly. At this, her face turned even redder.

*

The next morning.

Waylen had already left by the time Rena woke up.