novelraw Chapter 391: Stefan Is Caught as a Two-Timer
Chapter 391: Stefan Is Caught as a Two-Timer
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"I just went out with him once. At most, I won’t go out with him alone." Riya didn’t beg for Stefan’s mercy but to bargain with him.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. She already felt that Stefan’s aura had completely cooled down, and she was overwhelmed.
He was like a mass of dense fog, strange, with lightning and thunder that could kill her at any time.
Perhaps because she was being pressured by him, Riya felt a little angry.
She said coldly, "Stefan, what do you want? I’m not your pet. I have the right to choose my lover."
"Do you have the right?"
Stefan’s gloomy voice rang out above her head. He said through gritted teeth.
Riya was angry and annoyed.
She said, "I had it! Did I sell it to you? Or did I just label it as your personal? Why can I choose you only? Am I not worthy of being loved by other men?"
"They are not worthy."
Stefan gritted his teeth.
Riya was stunned for a moment before she recovered. "Are you the only one who is worthy of loving me? Stefan, are you a lunatic or a narcissist?"
Stefan frowned. He was not a lunatic.
"I like whoever I like. It doesn’t matter if they are worthy of me, as long as I like them."
Riya pushed Stefan away and turned to walk into the villa.
She didn’t want Stefan to control her, and she didn’t want him to meddle in her affairs.
Right now, Riya only wanted to escape from Stefan as soon as possible so as not to be questioned as if she was a bad girl.
Her arm was grabbed. He was strong and powerful, pulling her entire body off.
Before she could speak, she was dragged to the car at the side.
The car door was slammed. Riya said anxiously, "Stefan, what are you doing?"
Stefan leaned forward. Under her vigilant gaze, he lowered his head and bit her lips.
After a burst of tearing pain, there was a crisp sound in the car.
Riya’s seat belt was fastened.
The sound was audible in the car.
Riya felt something was wrong and turned to look at him with her hand covering her lips. "What exactly do you want?"
"Sit still and don’t move."
Stefan reminded her calmly, his voice a little husky and low because of the passion just now.
As they kissed, blood spread between their lips and teeth.
"Let go of me. I want to go home."
This was the gate of Marley’s villa, and as long as she pressed the doorbell, someone would run out to open the door for her.
She didn’t want to stay with Stefan.
"It’s so late. Are you sure you want to alarm all the Marley’s?"
Stefan turned his head and said in a cold voice.
Riya’s resistance suddenly became powerless. She stared at him but did not struggle anymore.
She only looked at Stefan with anger.
Stefan was violent, and he would threaten her.
Did he read a lot of novels and try to be a bossy president in a novel?
Sensing that Stefan was looking at her, Riya quickly turned around and quietly looked out of the car window. She didn’t want to talk to him anyway.
Stefan had his own house in Far City. When Riya saw the car stop in front of a villa, she turned and said, "Why did you bring me here?"
She just had an appointment with a man and was discovered by him. But he didn’t need to bring her here so aggressively.
Stefan ignored her and directly unfastened their seat belts and then pulled her to the house.
The moment the door closed; Riya was pressed against the door. She had no chance to struggle.
Stefan kissed her aggressively, and she had a brain fade.
She was pressed against the door being wreaked havoc like a fish on a cutting board.
Stefan was holding back his anger.
The floor of the room was littered with clothes.
Their clothes littered the floor from the door to the stairs.
Even her high heels were thrown aside.
The room was filled with lust, and they engaged in sexual intercourse. Riya’s handbag was on the ground, and there was a melodious ring.
Her phone only rang for a moment before it stopped. After having sex, Riya weakly lay in bed and was pulled into Stefan’s arms from behind.
In the tight embrace, she no longer had the strength to argue with him about whether it was comfortable.
She closed her eyes. When Stefan kissed on her shoulder, Riya shivered and whispered, "I’m sleepy."
Stefan stopped and looked at her clean and sweaty profile. He reached out and fiddled with her scattered hair. He whispered, "Are you going out with him tomorrow?"
Riya closed her eyes. "I’m not going out. I’ll stay with you."
Stefan put on a satisfied smile. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "You’re off the hook for tonight. Goodnight."
Riya thought, "I’m not good now. It’s already the middle of the night. If you don’t let me sleep, it’s simply unreasonable.
However, she didn’t want to argue with this bossy man. On the contrary, she couldn’t beat him in bed. He could do whatever he wanted.
She was definitely at a disadvantage.
The room was quiet, and the two people in the room slept soundly.
After the baptism of the rainstorm, everything had to return to peace.
Riya did not know how long she had slept before she was woken up by Stefan.
Stefan kissed her cheeks, shoulders, and neck.
He slowly harassed her until she finally could not help but open her eyes in frustration.
"Stefan, can’t you stop for the whole morning?"
"Morning hours is the best time of the day to work. We’ll know what you said last night was true or not in this morning."
Stefan kissed her neck carefully, not giving her any chance to get off the bed.
The sun rose and was shining brightly and shyly. Riya’s phone rang again and again.
It seemed to be urging its owner to answer quickly.
It was just that Riya could not hear it now, and Stefan did not want her to hear it at all.
The sun was high up in the sky, and the temperature was so warm and comfortable.
It was easy to arouse the hidden sleepiness in people.
Riya rolled and finally escaped from Stefan’s arms, but she had no strength to get up and run away.
She hugged the quilt in her arms tightly and found a comfortable position for herself.
She continued to sleep soundly.
The scattered clothes downstairs showed their lust last night.
Stefan went straight downstairs and looked at the clothes all over the ground. He smiled with pleasure.
The cell phone rang again on the first floor. Stefan looked at the handbag and became serious.
He walked forward and took out the cell phone from the bag. He looked at the caller ID and expressionlessly threw the phone into a dustbin...
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Riya did not expect that she would sleep for a whole day and night and finally wake up from hunger.
By the time she woke up, it was already dark outside the window. The night made her fall into a trance for a moment, as if she had forgotten the time or she came back to last night.
She sat on the bed in a trance for a moment until the door of the room opened, and Stefan walked in. He was in casual clothes.
"You’re awake. Are you hungry?"
Stefan held a tray in his hand, on which was the little snack she liked to eat.
Riya blinked and saw the apron on him.
She knew that Stefan was good at cooking.
Riya felt that she had never cut off all ties with him, probably because she liked to eat the food he cooked.
"What time is it? Did I sleep for a day?"
"You are too tired."
Stefan answered her seriously, and Riya could not help but roll her eyes at him.
He made her so tired, but now he pretended to be considerate. He was fickle.
"I’m not hungry. I have to go home this late."
In other words, she had already been out for two days and nights, and it and the Marley’s must be finding her.
Although she usually went out to play for half a month and did not come back, it was different this time.
Riya wondered what reason she could use it when she went back later.
"I’ve informed Grandfather that you’re with me."
"What?"
Riya instantly sat up and stared at Stefan in disbelief.
Although Stefan was calm and did not seem to care at all, Riya could not hide the anger in her heart at this time.
"I told Grandpa that you sprained your ankle when you went out, so you temporarily rested here."
Stefan said seriously, with a straight face that did not even blink when lying. Riya laughed angrily, "Can my grandfather believe such words?"
Stefan nodded. "Yes!"
Riya was lost for words.
"Eat something. You haven’t had a good meal these two days. Your stomach will be upset."
Stefan served her the pumpkin soup. It was her favorite. There was sugar in it, which was not so sweet and greasy. She liked the taste.
Riya stared at him suspiciously, but she did not take the soup. Instead, she suddenly thought of something and quickly searched for her things on the bed.
"Where’s my bag? Where’s my phone?"
Why had she forgotten everything else apart from memory about him? He had ever since she saw him?
"Your bag is on the floor downstairs. I didn’t see your phone. Did you bring it back?" Riya was dumbfounded.
Did she bring her phone back? Yesterday, she and Allen went to watch a movie and went to the night market. In the middle, she had never seen her phone. She did not remember where she put her phone.
It should be in the bag.
Riya sat on the bed in a daze. She frowned and was puzzled.
She didn’t drink either, so how did she lose her memory?
"If you can’t remember, take your time to think about it. Don’t worry. Just have some soup."
Stefan handed over the bowl of pumpkin soup again. Riya took it and took a sip. It tasted good. She liked it.
She nodded and sat to the side to eat.
"Bring me my bag. I want to see if my phone is in it."
As she ate, she ordered Stefan to fetch her bag.
Stefan nodded, got up, and reached out his hand. "You didn’t eat much. Drink another bowl, and you’ll be able to have dinner in a while."
It was already dinner time. At this time, she should be chatting and laughing happily with her friends in the clubs outside.
But now that she thought about it, she felt that kind of life was very boring.
However, she felt comfortable having a quiet life. When she woke up, someone would cook for her. And she didn’t need to think about messy things.
But she was dissatisfied with Stefan being too bossy.
If she was with him, she would lose her freedom.
"I’m full."
Riya handed the bowl over, smiling casually.
She had to keep away from Stefan by keeping away from his food!
"Would you like another bowl of soup?"
Seeing Riya shake her head, Stefan did not force her. He took out a tissue and wiped off the soup stain on her mouth.
He said lightly, "I’ll get you your bag. You can take a shower. There are clothes in the wardrobe. After you get changed, you can go downstairs and move around."
Stefan’s voice was still as stiff as before, but he was very meticulous about her.
Riya nodded. "OK."
At this time, she finally learned to behave well.
A light flashed in Stefan’s eyes. He picked up the empty bowl and got up to leave the room.
Although she was a little angry, after so many years, she already knew the nature of Stefan. She didn’t make things difficult for herself anymore and got up to enter the bathroom.
Although she had taken a bath in the middle of the night, she still wanted to take a bath now because she sweated in her long sleeping.
When she came out of the bathroom, Riya smelled the strong and special smell in the room and frowned.
No wonder Stefan was satisfied when he came in. This smell ... Everyone would know what had happened in this room.
She opened the window and turned to the cloakroom.
She saw a row of men’s clothes.
They were all black, white, and gray. These simple and heavy colors were in Stefan’s style.
Riya frowned and looked around, only to find that there was a suite in the cloakroom.
The moment she opened the door, she found that the suite was filled with colorful clothes.
Different from the outside, this room was twice as large as the outside, and it was full of ladies’ things.
There were gowns, handbags, jewelry, and so on.
Riya’s face darkened. Looking at the clothes, she was furious.
She supposed Stefan had other women behind her back, and these things were all prepared for his mistress.
Sure enough, she was not the only woman in this place.
She casually glanced at the clothes and took out a long champagne-colored silk dress. She glanced at it before slowly changing into it.
She was surprised that it fit her. The clothes here were all custom-made.
After Riya checked the clothes, she found that they were all in her size, and the brands were her favorite.
After putting on a pair of beautiful pearl slippers, he looked at the proper size.
She was dumbfounded.
These were not prepared for her, were they?
Coming out of the cloakroom, Riya saw the bag on the bedside table. She opened it and did not find her cell phone.
Could it be that she lost it when she went out with Allen?
She sighed. She wanted to make things clear with Allen. She didn’t want to waste his time because she would not be with him. Now it seemed that it would be better to tell him when they met again next time. It would show that she was sincere.
After thinking about it, Riya felt that she was very kind. After all, a two-timer might be caught at any time, just like Stefan.