The following morning, Ming Lan awoke feeling as though her body might crumble at any moment. With a furrowed brow, she reluctantly opened her eyes to discover an empty space beside her in the bed. The sound of running water from the bathroom broke the silence.
Instantly, her thoughts wandered back to the previous night, replaying the passionate encounter with Wen Zac. Her cheeks burned crimson as she hastily pulled the blanket over her face, her heart racing in sync with the vivid memories. She couldn't help but recall her initial belief that he would release her soon, only to find him insatiable, like a ravenous wolf after a long famine. It wasn't until she reminded him about the upcoming wedding, where she was to be a bridesmaid, that he finally relented.
"He certainly lacks gentlemanly restraint when it comes to..." She shook her head, unwilling to revisit the intimate details of their night together.