He was in disarray, his clothes half-wet, marks from Wendy\u2019s kisses all over him, and his breathing uneven. Just moments ago, he had been aroused.<\/p>\n
He was actually aroused by Wendy!<\/p>\n
Stanley didn\u2019t like Wendy. He attributed everything to the fact that he was just a man who couldn\u2019t resist the temptation of a stunning woman.<\/p>\n
Pressing the button, Stanley answered the call. He felt guilty toward Jessica\u2014so guilty that his voice carried an unusual softness. \u201cJessica.\u201d<\/p>\n
From Jessica\u2019s end came the sound of heavy metal music. Her voice was sweet as she said, \u201cStanley, I\u2019m at a bar right now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo drinking. Have your assistant get you some milk,\u201d Stanley said.<\/p>\n
\u201cGot it. My assistant always listens to you. Stanley, come join us. I\u2019m waiting for you,\u201d Jessica responded.<\/p>\n
Stanley turned to leave.<\/p>\n
But just then, a small hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve.<\/p>\n
He turned around to see Wendy, completely drenched. Her wet dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Her eyes were red, and she clung to him with all her strength, refusing to let go.<\/p>\n
Stanley moved slightly, trying to pull his sleeve free from her grip. But Wendy stubbornly held on, her reddened eyes fixed on him.<\/p>\n
Stanley opened his mouth to speak, but Wendy suddenly lunged at him, wrapping her arms around him. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, \u201cDon\u2019t go, I\u2019m begging you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Years later, though Wendy had grown up, she realized she was still afraid of being abandoned. She was afraid of standing alone on a bustling street.<\/p>\n
Stanley had no choice. From the phone, Jessica\u2019s voice could be heard again. \u201cStanley, are you listening? Come here now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wendy stood on tiptoes and called out, \u201cBig Brother!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2018Big Brother!\u2019<\/p>\n
That title was exclusively tied to the girl from years ago.<\/p>\n
But wasn\u2019t that girl Jessica?<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s expression abruptly changed. \u201cJessica, something urgent has come up. I can\u2019t make it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ending the call, Stanley pushed Wendy against the wall. His gaze was dark and piercing. \u201cWho told you to call me \u2018Big Brother\u2019? Wendy, who exactly are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Wendy clung to his neck and kissed his lips. Her soft, rosy lips pressed against his, exuding a sweet fragrance. It was a clumsy attempt at seduction.<\/p>\n
Stanley didn\u2019t close his eyes but simply looked at her. She didn\u2019t close hers either, her watery, expressive eyes staring back at him.<\/p>\n
Stanley suddenly realized Wendy\u2019s eyes looked strikingly like those of the girl from years ago.<\/p>\n
Wendy kissed him for a while. Seeing no reaction from him, she pulled back, deciding to let it go.<\/p>\n
She turned to leave.<\/p>\n
Just then, Stanley tightened his grip, pulling her slender body firmly into his embrace. His overpowering presence enveloped her as he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.<\/p>\n
\u2013<\/p>\n
At the bar, Jessica sat at the counter with her assistant.<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica, isn\u2019t Mr. Hawk coming tonight?\u201d her assistant asked.<\/p>\n
Jessica grew suspicious. Something felt off during the earlier call, as though someone was with Stanley.<\/p>\n
She immediately called Benny. \u201cBenny, are you with Stanley tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Benny replied, \u201cbut Stanley did call me. It sounded like some woman had been drugged.\u201d<\/p>\n
Benny suddenly thought of something. \u201cJessica, could Wendy be the one drugged?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stanley didn\u2019t have much of a personal life, with only Jessica in the picture before. Now that Wendy was around, it wasn\u2019t hard to guess.<\/p>\n
Jessica clenched her fists in anger. \u2018So Stanley was with Wendy!\u2019<\/p>\n
But soon, she smiled and turned to her assistant. \u201cGet me some drugs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of drugs?\u201d the assistant asked.<\/p>\n
Jessica smiled as she playfully uttered, \u201cAphrodisiac.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2013<\/p>\n
In the villa\u2019s bathroom, Wendy was kissed so thoroughly that her legs gave out, and she started to sink to the floor.<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding her upright.<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s cheeks were flushed red when the sound of a ringtone broke the moment. Stanley had an incoming video call.<\/p>\n
It was from Jessica.<\/p>\n
Stanley glanced at Wendy before answering the call.<\/p>\n
Jessica was seated at the bar, a drink in front of her, smiling. \u201cStanley, is Wendy with you? Did she get drugged?\u201d<\/p>\n
Stanley didn\u2019t respond.<\/p>\n
Jessica pulled out a packet of powder and poured it into her drink, downing it in one gulp.<\/p>\n
Stanley frowned. \u201cJessica, what did you just drink?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAphrodisiac,\u201d Jessica replied with a dazzling smile.<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s eyelashes trembled. She hadn\u2019t expected Jessica to drug herself.<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s handsome face darkened. \u201cJessica!\u201d<\/p>\n
Just then, a tall, handsome man approached Jessica and struck up a conversation. \u201cHi, beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jessica pointed at her phone. \u201cThis is my boyfriend, but if he doesn\u2019t get here in thirty minutes, I\u2019m all yours tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s voice turned icy. \u201cJessica, what are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s expression was vibrant, her tone spoiled and domineering. \u201cStanley, tonight you can only choose one\u2014me or Wendy.\u201d<\/p>\n
With that, Jessica ended the call.<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s grip on his phone tightened, the veins on his hand bulging as fury burned in his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u2018Stanley, you can only have one woman.\u2019<\/p>\n
\u2018Mom, you can only have one daughter.\u2019<\/p>\n
The eerily similar words echoed like a curse in Wendy\u2019s ears, leaving her frozen in place.<\/p>\n
The warmth of Stanley\u2019s presence was gone as he stepped away. Looking up, Wendy saw him changing out of his damp clothes into a fresh shirt and trousers at lightning speed.<\/p>\n
Stanley returned, his dark gaze landing on her. \u201cWhat\u2019s your type?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Wendy was momentarily confused.<\/p>\n
Stanley continued, \u201cI\u2019ll find you a man\u2014or two, if you\u2019d prefer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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