Chapter 31

Charlotte didn't catch his playful smirk.

She turned on the bathtub faucet, letting the water fill up, and steam quickly filled the bathroom.

"Don't move."

Charlotte tried to help Frederick undress, but he wasn't making it easy.

She scolded him a bit, which seemed to work, and Frederick finally stopped squirming.

When she unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his firm muscles, Charlotte turned her head away awkwardly, silently cursing herself for feeling desire for a drunk Frederick.

But when she went to unbutton his pants, as soon as the zipper came down, his hot member sprang out eagerly.

It seemed to flaunt its masculinity, even twitching a few times.

Charlotte, as if burned, immediately let go and glared at Frederick in displeasure.

"You!"

She was so flustered that she couldn't say anything else for a long time. In a fit of anger, Charlotte turned to leave, but Frederick suddenly hit the shower button, and the overhead showerhead immediately sprayed a large amount of water, drenching them both. Even though the water was warm, it still made Charlotte shiver. Ignoring her own wet clothes, she raised Frederick's bandaged hand instinctively.

"Are you stupid? What if your wound gets wet?"

Her shouting was muffled by the sound of running water, and Frederick laughed after hearing it.

His wet hair made him look less aggressive, and water droplets rolled down his thick eyelashes.

Frederick let Charlotte hold up his hand, but his burning gaze was fixed on Charlotte's wet chest.

The fabric of her clothes, originally opaque,became semi-transparent when wet, making Charlotte's full curves faintly visible and even more enticing.

Frederick lowered his head and kissed Charlotte's lips through the water.

Charlotte was stunned and forgot to push him away, as if even the kiss became gentle in this warm 'rain.'

The two passionately sought each other, as if they had never been apart.

Charlotte closed her eyes, willingly offering her lips and tongue,and tears mixed with the warm water flowed down.

Despite her reluctance to let go of this relationship, her pride and dignity wouldn't allow her to continue. She could only surrender her true self to Frederick when he was not in a conscious state. She was such a coward. Charlotte kissed passionately, allowing herself to sink once more. Meanwhile, Frederick tasted the tears and opened his eyes, his lust-filled gaze staring straight at her.

He said, "You're crying."

Charlotte tried to force a smile and shook her head.

"Don't cry, I don't want you to cry." Frederick reached out with his left hand to wipe her face, but it was impossible to distinguish between tears and water on her cheeks.

"Okay, I won't cry."

Charlotte said, then kissed him again, pressing her body against his,and Frederick became even more passionate.

Just as they were about to unite, an unpleasant sound came from outside the door.

"Charlotte,you bitch! Get out!"

"Open the door! Don't seduce Frederick while he's drunk, you slut!"

When Charlotte recognized Serena's voice, she stopped and looked towards the door.

Frederick couldn't help but continue, dissatisfied with Charlotte's distraction, he turned her face back to him and, as if in punishment, bit her nipple. Charlotte gasped as he bit her, her body trembling and letting out a moan. The sound wasn't loud, but in the bathroom, it echoed like crazy. Outside the door, Serena went nuts hearing it. She desperately kicked the door, but it was solid wood with a top-grade reinforced lock. Without a key, there was no way she could open it.

"Charlotte! You slut! Get out here! Even if you get Frederick while he's drunk, so what? Do you think that will make him love you? He still won't love you. When he wakes up and knows how low you've sunk,he'll only hate you more!"

"I'll kill you! You bitch!"

Serena's hysterical voice pierced Charlotte's heart like a sharp knife.

She cupped Frederick's face in her hands and asked seductively,"Do you love me?"

Frederick's eyes were slightly red. He turned his head to kiss her hand and said hoarsely, "I love you."

After he said that, Charlotte's tears fell again, and she finally allowed him to enter her body.

At that moment, their bodies and souls were completely intertwined.

Frederick's thrusts were fierce, and it didn't take long for Charlotte's legs to go weak, unable to stand.

She clung to his neck, and they both fell into the bathtub, the splashing water hitting the floor, mixing with Serena's curses outside, giving her a sense of revenge. When Serena wore her clothes and deceived her, did she ever imagine the same scene she would face today? 'So what if Frederick hates me when he wakes up tomorrow? Tonight, Frederick said he loves me, and that is enough.'

Charlotte completely let go of her voice, indulging in the bathtub with him,waves of intense pleasure washing over her.

The water in the bathtub splashed out with Frederick's vigorous movements.

Fresh, warm water flowed down Charlotte's neck, over her nipples; and mixed back into the tub.

Outside, Serena's voice was hoarse from shouting.

Serena listened to the increasingly intense sounds inside, collapsing to the ground in tears.

Despite having one hand out of commission, Frederick didn't slow down at all.

He was like a tireless machine, entering Charlotte's body over and over, as if tomorrow he would never have her again.

Climax after climax, it was impossible to tell how many times they had done it.

Charlotte only remembered the water in the bathtub, cooling and heating,heating and cooling.

Until the last climax, they were both exhausted, unable to move, but their bodies still clung tightly together, embracing in the bathtub. "Hey! Charlotte! Come out, we need to talk!" Serena, waiting outside, finally heard the quiet inside and immediately stood up, banging on the door. Charlotte sneered.

She left the bathtub, put on a robe, and willingly opened the door.

Outside, Serena's face was streaked with tears, looking very haggard.

Charlotte felt no sympathy for her; instead, she saw in the present Serena a reflection of her own disheveled self from that night.

"Charlotte! What kind of drug did you give Frederick? Why would he..."

"Why would he make love to me?"

Charlotte was very straightforward.

With that, she deliberately adjusted her robe, making sure Serena could see the love marks Frederick had left on her neck.

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