Chapter 25 - The Battle Is On (7) (2/2)

”You! Son of a bitch! What have you done to me?!” She shouted very fiercely, her face was sullen with anger. There were fireballs in her huge eyes wanting to burn him to dust if she could.

Stefan was going to say... he had done nothing after she fainted, but when rethinking. He changed his mind.

”You are in my bed, what do you think happened huh? Are you that stupid not to know?”

The cold and sarcastic voice said. Wirata gasped with more shock! It was what she was afraid of. It really happened! She had lost to him!

Oh, God! She had lost her virginity to a very bad man, the man she hated all these years. The only man on earth whom she had wished not to see again in this life!

”You! Evil soul, you did it! You r-a-p-e-d me! You! Bastard! I'm gonna kill you!”

Wirata had lost her mind now, she flung her hands to hit him where she could. Punch his chest, his face, and his shoulders like crazy.

”Hey! Stop! Crazy woman. Ouch! Fuck!”

Stefan shouted, felt so irritated and edgy. He tried to grab her hands, using his leg to drag her between his legs because she started to kick and jab him with her knees.

He flicked to be on top of hers and held down the madwoman under his big and tough body.

She still managed to bit his shoulder. Stefan gritted his teeth and his patience had done its course. He lowered his mouth and crushed it on her mouth, kissing her hard, careful not to insert his tongue in there. He sucked her lower lip and pulled and nibbled, fighting with her in his own ways.

Stefan tucked the towel off her body, the soft and full naked figure exposed. His erection had noticed that straight away so it stood up in full size immediately after just had softened down a little bit, not long ago.

Stefan used his strong legs to widen her legs, his shaft pressed on her softness. Stefan moaned in his throat with the feeling of burning heat sizzling in his blood. He kissed her hard and intended to fry her brain cells.

His big hand cupped her breasts and rubbed her nipples between his fingers. The slender body under him started to slow down her fighting and punching. A minute later her hands had stopped on his shoulders.