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Mr. Valentine's Whisper

Mr. Valentine's Whisper



Syria Laminack was a junior student in college. When she was about to participate in the activity held by the animation club, she suddenly felt dizzy and sent to a hotel room. The next morning when she woke up, a gorgeous hot guy was lying next to her. That man took away her virginity! But the strange man was very calm and gave her a business card. The man was called Zebulon Cirigliano, the president of the rich Zebulon Group. When Syria was planning to ask for compensation from him, she happened to see him again. This time, the strange man directly asked, "So, do you want to do that here again?"

"Oh... don't..."

Syria Laminack felt dizzy, vaguely conscious, but she could acutely aware of her body was burning hot.

Her mind told her that she should resist, but her body did the exact opposite. Not only that, she was excited for the strange pleasure of being touched. She wanted to cater to him and even expected more.

"No, I shouldn't do that. How can I become like this? How could the man deprive of my virginity in this way? Who on earth is the man on me?"

Moral and reason severely preyed on her mind.

The man on her body was like a beast, plundering on her delicate body at will. His heavy panting greatly stimulated her numb nerves.

But she was unable to resist.

After that, Syria closed her eyes and fell asleep. She slept so sound that she had no dream until she woke up naturally.

Unsurprisingly, when she woke up, she found that a man was really lying next to her, just like what she dreamed of last night. But, now, this happened in the real world.

What was going on last night?

Syria only remembered that she came here to join the celebration party of the animation club. She had been drunk so she was sent to this room. Later... she fell asleep and suddenly sensed an unusual feeling on her body. When she opened her eyes, she found that this man had already invaded her body.

In fact, there was a reason for Syria to be so calm that she didn't get angry and didn't call the police directly. That was... this man was absolutely the best in the world!

His astonishing appearance could even shock the whole country!

If she hadn't seen him with her own eyes, Syria wouldn't believe that there would be such a beautiful man in reality because she had considered that his face could only be seen in animations.

Syria stared at his delicate face at the moment, as if she couldn't struggle out of his body before, she couldn't look away from his face.

Would such a man really be a rapist?

The man's hair was kind of messed up, and his eyes were closed with long eyelashes. Later, his eyelids fluttered, and his eyelashes trembled. Then he blinked, revealing his eyes—he finally woke up.

Syria was a little panicked. She couldn't help but flinch to one side and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"What should I do now? Should I ask him for an explanation, or should I call the police?"

"But he didn't look like a hooligan. He may be a nice guy. Why don't I talk with him?" she kept murmuring to herself.

The man looked a bit tired. After stretching himself on the bed for a while, he finally pulled himself up. He raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, then he finally opened his eyes.

When he saw Syria beside him, he was immediately bounced from the bed like a rocket and directly fell to the ground.

"What's going on? Who are you? You... Why are you here?"

The man seemed to find himself ill-mannered, so he tried his best to calm down. Even so, he couldn't conceal his panic in his voice, which made Syria feel that he was raped by her.

But this was not right. She was clearly the victim and suffered losses. He was the man who destroyed her precious virginity! Why did he act like a victim?

Thinking of this, Syria suddenly felt a little depressed. "Are you asking me? How do I know? You should answer me why did you suddenly break into my room last night? And... you even did that to me!"

The man looked downwards in wide-eyed amazement, and his chest heaved violently. It seemed that he gradually recalled what had happened last night. He muttered to himself, "How could this be... How could I... How could I do that?"