3 Marriages to the Same Man

Yanyue thought about all the things that she could be doing at this moment. Most of the time, she would rather be at home immersing in her designs or take Sebastian, her horse, on a ride. Or chat with Lily under the cherry blossom tree as they discuss their dreams. However, having a General as a father made it hard for her to resist attending such niceties which is the event she was currently at.

When her father was stuck in conversations with some other military officials, she snuck out of the spindly golden ballroom.

She felt tremendously better after leaving the party. Being outside the ball allowed the heavy lump in her chest to deflate, and so she was finally able to breathe, her pores cleared, and her face became brighter.

She wandered around the hotel, riding the elevators wherever it took her. After a while, it landed on the highest floor.

Her family had more than enough to survive in this lifetime, but she was not someone who liked to indulge in the rich second-generation lifestyle, so this was the first time that she had stepped onto the Presidential suite.

She wondered why rich people liked to stay in these kinds of extravagant places. She felt that everything was unnecessary and was a waste of space instead.

Two men dressed in black suits came out of the suite. They didn't look happy given the creases on their brows displaying stress.

She tried to avoid their business, but they came straight for her.

"Are you the girl?"

She bobbed her head to the side and raised her eyebrows, unsure why they asked that.

The men looked at each other and nodded their heads as if in agreement.

Before she could panic, they had already grabbed her.

She had no idea who these men were or where they came from. Her mind did a backflip and she thought about all the possibilities, even thoughts of her dismembered body parts being spread around the cities eventually becoming animal food.

They shoved her into the Presidential suite that they came out of. She wasn't sure, but she thought she heard one of them told her to do a good job if she wanted the full compensation.

The room was dark. The only light that available was the moonlight from the curtain's crack and the dim lamp next to the bed.

She looked around the room and was sure that a person was lying on the bed. Obviously, this person was in cahoots with those two hooligans.

As she got closer to the bed, she was taken aback.

The person on the bed was Lu Beichen, her longtime crush. But what was he doing in this room, and why did he look so uncomfortable? His face was glowing red!

"Beichen?" she said as she lightly tapped on his shoulder.

She was about to touch his forehead to check for a fever, but her hand was suddenly pulled, forcing her body to fall towards his. The surprise made Yanyue screamed out loud for a second.

"Beichen, are you okay?"

He didn't answer her, instead, his face got closer to hers.

She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do. She had so many questions, but they all disappeared the moment the man on the bed kissed her lips.

She was stunned for a second, but she came back to reality and pushed him away with all her strength. She caught her breath and looked at the unwary face below her in confusion.

"Help me."

She heard him. His voice was raspy and deep. His breathing was unsteady.

"I'm drugged."

Yanyue was shocked. So, was this why he was so out of it and kissed her without realizing who she was?

She wanted to escape, but his face was pale, and he looked like he would pass out if she didn't do anything. She was worried about the consequences. She heard that once a person was drugged, they needed to release it by having sexual intercourse with another person.

She was not a saint, so she would have been happy if the man she loved for so many years suddenly came on to her. But right now, she was conscious, and he was not, so in the end, she decided that she couldn't commit an act of sin and wanted to get up.

However, he wouldn't let her go. He grasped onto her as his life depended on her one decision.

His face was so close to her that she could feel his wine-latent breath. It was a subtle sweet grape fragrance, different from his usual spicy vanilla scent.

She could also see the faint scar on his forehead. She unconsciously reached out her finger and touched the scar nostalgically. For some reason, she felt like she was the one who caused him to get this scar, but she had few memories of when she was younger.

"Yueyue…"

Upon hearing his soft calls, she stopped struggling altogether. She looked into his deep eyes. There was a trace of lust in those orbs, but also a longing. For a moment, she was entrenched by his intense stares.

He covered her lips again, but she didn't flinch this time. Instead, she closed her eyes as if something inside of her had been resolved.

She loved him for years. Even though he was someone else's and he was not in his right mind, she wasn't going to stop. If this was going to save him, then she was happy to sacrifice herself. He might forget this ever happened in the morning, so she had a selfish reason to let this sinful action go on.

A tear dropped down the corner of her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

This moment belonged to her and her alone.

He ripped her clothes into shreds and penetrated her without remorse. Soon, indescribable gasps and moans escaped their lips. They immersed themselves in their sweet world throughout the whole night.