Amber was completely dumbfounded by the situation. She stood there with her jaw practically hitting the floor, staring at the two hunks who had just strutted into the room. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was in a cheap romance novel, but she was also secretly turned on by the sight of the two gorgeous men in front of her.
She took a step back, her heart racing, unsure of what to do next. "Is it because I'm practically topless under my T-shirt? Or is it the way my body reacted to their presence?" Amber felt a tingling sensation down below and couldn't help but blush.
It had been years since she had dated anyone, and she couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way around men. In college, every time she was around guys, she would break out in hives and feel sick to her stomach. She had always thought it was just because she was a prude, but maybe it was because she had never been with anyone who could really light her fire like the two.
As Ryan Van Sant approached her, Amber panicked and tried to pull away. "You've got the wrong person. I'm not…" she stammered, but he cut her off. "You are," he said firmly, his arms already wrapped around her.
Amber was taken aback by the sudden embrace, but as Ryan's warm breath tickled her ear, she couldn't help but feel a stirring down below. She tried to push him away, but he held her tight, almost suffocating her.
Just then, Chris Van Sant walked in, and his eyes immediately landed on Amber's exposed shoulder, where a mark was visible. He walked over to her and opened her collar to reveal the bite mark on her skin. Chris was proud of it, having bitten her so hard that it had bled and left a permanent scar.
As Ryan and Chris embraced her tightly, Amber couldn't help but feel like she was finally home. It had been so long since she had felt this kind of intimacy, and their scorching body almost made her out of breath. But just as she was getting lost in the moment, Chris pulled Ryan away, forcing Amber to catch her breath.
She turned and ran, heading straight for the bathroom. It was the only place she could think of to escape the intense emotions she was feeling. As she sat on the cold tile floor, she realized that she was wet down there and blushed again.
"This is crazy," she thought. "I've just met these two guys, and already they were affecting me in ways I had never experienced again in the past few years." But as she picked up her phone and saw that she had several missed calls from her mother, she knew it was time to leave. I can't stay here and let these two men drive me crazy.
Amber wants to leave, but she needs to finish her shower. She lingered for a long time, thinking about what her life would be like afterward if she didn't take off.
"I can't afford the rent, and I don't know if I can break the lease today..."
Forget it...I probably can't afford the penalty fee. I can't act so recklessly now.
Amber didn't plan well, and the rent had already depleted all her money. Just thinking about it gave her a headache.
She didn't know if she could make it home in time. The image of Jenny scolding her flashed in her mind, sending a shiver down her spine. "If Mom really gets angry, going home is like going to hell."
This shower seemed to have taken forever. Just as the steam in the bathroom was about to suffocate her, Amber finally stepped out. She had just barely managed to collect her thoughts when she was interrupted by the smell of food.
Moving took a lot of effort, and Amber was starving. Now her sense of smell was sharper than usual, and she couldn't help but notice that it smelled like her favorite dishes.
Her empty wallet couldn't support her indulgence in takeout, let alone the debt from her new phone and bag on her credit card.
Amber gritted her teeth, glanced in the direction of the dinning table, but resisted.
Just as Ryan looked over at her, their eyes met, and he waved, shouting, "Babe, come eat dinner."
Amber swallowed hard and replied, "...I'm not hungry, you guys go ahead and eat."
She couldn't look at Ryan, and her refusal was harsh. She quickly took her clothes and hid in the bedroom. Lying on the bed, Amber pinched her own weak stomach. Just then, the aroma of the food wafted through the tightly closed door and into her nose.
She was really starving!
Thinking that she still had half a box of milk from home, Amber started drinking it while smelling the fragrance of the other's food. She imagined the milk in her hand was cheeseburgers and braised pork ribs, and began to slowly eat her dinner.
Despite their wild history, she didn't know how to face them or even how to talk to them.
Chris and Ryan knew she was the tenant, and the food they prepared today was all Amber's favorite. But even so, she didn't come out to surrender.
Ryan stared at her door while eating and couldn't help asking Chris, "Should I call her out?"
"No," Chris's icy voice interrupted Ryan's idea. "This time, we can't let her continue to evade us. We have to make her understand how we've been through these four years. She's been avoiding us for four whole years. Now that we've finally got her back, we can't undo all the hard work."
Chris was the one who found Jenny and negotiated the job, and he intentionally posted the house for rent online to find a tenant. Amber was lazy and all her social media accounts had the same nickname and avatar, a rainbow cat, so Chris easily located her. For the past four years, they had been keeping track of her online activities and knew any trivial matters about her.
Now the time was ripe, and they decided to settle accounts with Amber.
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