CHAPTER 118: I JUST WANT YOU

Chloe called her again. "Dear, why hasn't you arrived yet? You've been on the phone all the time just now."

"There's something urgent to deal with in the hotel, Chloe. Sorry, I can't come now. I may not be able to accompany you tonight." With Alan's training, her ability to lie was also growing, and she no longer needed to prepare a draft before she lied.

"What, you will not come?" Chloe screamed disappointedly.

Olive inadvertently looked out of the window and saw a familiar figure flashing by. "Chloe, can you give the phone to Ivy?"

Ivy answered the phone. "Olive, Is anything wrong in the hotel?"

Nothing happened, except that jerk.

"Ivy, did you see Xenia at the party today?" She was busy dealing with all kinds of situations and almost forgot about it.

" Xenia? No." Ivy was confused.

Listening to his words, Olive knew that he didn't see her, because she hadn't seen Xenia since he introduced himself as her boyfriend.

Obviously, she was hiding in a corner and crying.

"I asked you to pretend to be my boyfriend. She might have misunderstood. I saw her wandering nearby the waitingbar just now. she dragging a suitcase by herself. It's snowing outside now. It's cold. You call her. Maybe she's really come to find you." Olive play jokes on him.

"Well, I see. Be careful on your way."

"OK."

Olive rushed back to the hotel in a hurry. She left the puppy in the car, but she was afraid that it would be hurt in the car. She took a few steps and hurried back to pick it up and put it in the front desk for trusteeship.

She ran to the room 1503, and calmed down and rang the doorbell before she could resist the urge to kick the door.

The corridor was quiet, she could hear her breathing clearly.

When the door opened, she had no time to respond to what was happening. She was pulled in by a powerful hand, and then the door closed. Her body was heavily pushed against the door.

Alan pressed on her, with a crimson complexion and heavy breathing, his hair was still dripping, it was cold. He seemed very tired, but he pressed her hard. His eyes squinted slightly, like a layer of light mist, with amorous feeling.

He was a handsome man, and women all like his style. Olive sadly found that even though he threatened her badly, she could not hate him at all.

"I've been drugged by someone." he announced the theme why he called her to come tonight, and even kissed on her lips by not giving her a chance to speak.

A burst of alcohol come to her, mixed with man's taste, it spread in her mouth.

Alan suddenly hugged her tightly, and she heard his soft murmur, "Girl."

Yes, Girl.

This word, made her heart instantly soften a little. Her hands also uncontrollably fell on his waist, she found that his body was cold around the bath towel.

His face and skin color were in an abnormal red, some subtle sweat gushing at the tip of his nose, it’s glittering, with transparent luster.

She touched his face and then touched hers.

"You drank too much and be in drunken brawls." Olive pushed him away, but she felt he was a little different from being drunk.

"I drank a lot, but I wasn't drunk." He came up and hugged her again, and kissed her face and head with a little soberness. holds © this.

The woman, he told her to come here in half an hour. She struggled against him until he threatened her. She made him suffer for an hour and took several cold baths.

She was afraid that her family know his existence, maybe he had to visit her family someday.

"I've never seen a drunk say he's drunk." Her big black eyes stared at him fiercely, as if to stare him to death.

However, he thought she was lovely. He wanted to bit her red face and swallowed it. He wanted to swallowed her in his stomach and kneaded her in his blood so that she could not go anywhere.

"Olive, I was being drugged, I feel so bad, can you do me the favor?" His head was against her forehead, and his thick, wet breath sprayed on her face, it was hot and itch, he said with a tone of grievance and aspiration.

Olive was shocked. She was no longer an ignorant girl. Naturally, she knew what kind of drug he was talking about. Suddenly she understood what he meant for death. Suddenly things went beyond her expectation and deviated from the original track.

"You should go and find your fiancee."

"But I just want you, can I?" He endured very hard, but he asked her if he can.

Olive was silent, she could only keep silent. How could this man say these sweet words to move her and make her insistence collapse at once.