One night of love
755 Words
GK Oriental International Hotel, Room 5203.
The thick curtains couldn't block out the sunlight, and the room was filled with brightness. On the spacious double bed, a woman was sleeping soundly, the white silk quilt slipping off to reveal her beautiful upper body. Her skin, as smooth as jade, bore faint kiss marks, along with some obvious signs of passionate biting, which stood out starkly against her pale complexion. It was clear to anyone that the woman had experienced quite a night.
Most striking was the exquisite butterfly tattoo on her shoulder, lifelike and shimmering.
When Wen Nuan woke up, the luxurious presidential suite was empty, and her long hair cascaded down, hiding the ambiguous traces on her back. The charm she exuded, hovering between girlhood and womanhood, was breathtaking. Her once-pure face was now tinged with a hint of alluring seduction.
The marks on her body and the sting between her legs made her acutely aware that she had given herself to the man she loved most during her most beautiful years—the one who had cared for and cherished her since they met.
Last night was her 20th birthday, and the happiest birthday she had ever spent.
"Where did Brother Liu Cheng go?" Wen Nuan glanced around the room, but he was nowhere to be seen. Flashes of last night's memories, both hazy and clear, surged back, and her cheeks flushed. She loved Fang Liu Cheng deeply, and he had always spoiled and cared for her. But she always felt something was missing. Their relationship felt like lovers but not entirely, lacking the passion typical of lovers; she felt it wasn't enough.
Last night's embarrassing scenes kept replaying in her mind—the powerful collisions, the sweat, the heavy breathing, the dominating possession—so different from the gentle Fang Liu Cheng she knew.
Wen Nuan recalled her friend's playful remarks: men become beasts when they shed their clothes; was her Liu Cheng the same?
She smiled slightly, thinking that Brother Liu Cheng must still be as considerate as ever. If they had woken up together, it might have felt awkward. She hurriedly picked up her scattered clothes and rushed into the bathroom, enjoying a comforting bath.
"He was really rough, leaving me in so much pain." She thought, remembering how it seemed they had been intimate several times, disregarding her being a first-timer. Her face was burning, and she couldn't tell if it was the steam from the water or her own embarrassment.
After her bath, feeling slightly better between her legs, Wen Nuan dressed and absentmindedly thought that Fang Liu Cheng had accepted her; they were now lovers, right?
"It should be."
He had hinted at their relationship, and they had been together last night; it should mean they were lovers now. Wen Nuan felt a surge of happiness and, at that moment, thought she was the happiest girl in the world.
However, life always seems to deal a fatal blow when you are at your happiest.
Suddenly, Wen Nuan's phone rang sharply. She had set her phone to automatically power on; she had turned it off last night to find him. This morning it turned on by itself, and when she flipped it open to see it was Liu Cheng calling, her face flushed. "Brother Liu Cheng, you..."
"Wen Nuan, you have disappointed me greatly." Fang Liu Cheng's voice was stern, laced with an icy chill, and all of Wen Nuan's joy, shyness, and naive romantic feelings were extinguished like a flame doused with cold water.
Her mind went blank; she had no idea what he was talking about. Disappointed? Disappointed about what? Did he think she didn't know how to please him? She knew he had been with other women, and she was his first... Wait, foolish Wen Nuan, what are you thinking? If you offered your precious first time so sincerely, yet received nothing but "I am very disappointed," what else is there to lament?
"Have you sunk so low?"
Her heart ached as if it couldn't breathe, yet she still heard her calm voice saying, "Brother Liu Cheng, what are you talking about?"
"Last night, it was you who suggested we date and promised to come to the hotel. I waited for you all night. Do you think you can play with me like a fool?" Fang Liu Cheng's voice was filled with raging anger.
Wen Nuan felt as if struck by lightning!
"He waited for me all night. Then who was the person last night?"
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