He displayed such arrogance and insensitivity!

Waylen scrutinized her for a moment, noting her silence, and in a fit of petulance, he drove the car to a Luxurious five-star hotel.

As the receptionist handed him the room key, she sensed an undercurrent of tension and held her breath.

Waylen swiftly took the room key and walked ahead, his pace a tad too brisk.

Rena trailed behind, stepping cautiously into the elevator.

This marked the second time she found herself in a hotel with him. The previous encounter had left her with unpleasant memories and now she couldn't help but feel a Lingering sense of unease.

The elevator enveloped them in a suffocating silence.

Waylen, hands casually tucked in his pockets, wore an expressionless face.

Rena pondered why he seemed so grumpy.

While their intention was to engage in intimate relations, he appeared as if he was here to endure suffering.

They entered the room.

Waylen seemed less agitated than before. He dropped the box of condoms onto the bed, discarded his coat, which Landed carelessly at the foot of the bed...

“Miss Gordon, would you Like to freshen up with a shower?"

Rena had been a virgin until she met him. No other man had touched her besides Waylen.

Yet, he addressed her with such a tone at this moment. Regardless, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being wronged. Her eyes and nose turned slightly red, though she attempted to feign composure.

“I'm fine. I don't need to take a shower."

“Why not?"

Waylen abruptly approached her, his slender fingers gently caressing her face as he remarked, "You carry around the scent of Tyrone. How can you not cleanse yourself before we start?"

Rena seethed with anger, her lips clenched tightly as she fixed her gaze upon the man.

"You are no superior to me, Waylen. Your scent reeks of Elvira both inside and out. Shall I also cleanse you thoroughly, even your internal organs perhaps? You don't get to judge me!"

Her arms encircled his neck. She was furious with him.

Waylen grasped her slender waist, though he himself was filled with rage. In truth, he had no desire to touch her, yet his body betrayed his control.