Part 19

The noise that came from the loud bang played by a Disc Jockey club made Marsha's head throb in pain. Marsha didn't usually feel something like this, especially since her whole body felt cold and hot. Marsha could have sworn that now her body felt like it was on fire.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Noah asked panicked to see Marsha holding her head while wincing in pain.

Marsha didn't answer. Noah's touch on her shoulder made her body react very strangely. She felt like she wanted that touch.

"Ahh..." she sighed as Noah accidentally stroked the back of her neck in a very sensual way. Damn, Marsha looks like a cheap bitch.

"Marsha, what's wrong? Are you drunk? It's still your first glass." Noah said.

Marsha shook her head. "Noah, i'm so hot," she whispered. This is very painful.

"Do you need something to help cool you down?" Noah asked to which Marsha nodded.

"Then i know where it is," Noah said who immediately led Marsha to the third floor, where he had booked a room there.

Marsha immediately went to the bathroom and wet herself under the shower. Even though she was soaking wet, Marsha felt her body not change at all. The heat was still gnawing at her body.

"Noah, i'm so hot," she whispered again.

Noah with sure steps approached Marsha. He embraced the woman in his arms. At that moment, Marsha reflexively kissed Noah's lips, kissing him deeply. Marsha could feel Noah smiling triumphantly between their hot kisses. Marsha pushed Noah's body quickly.

"You...don't tell me you did it?" she asked with a flushed face with anger.

Noah smiled in response. "No need to worry. The effect will be over if we spend this wonderful night, Marsha," he said making Marsha look at him scared.

Where is your angry soul Marsha!

"Please...please don't do this to me, Noah. You...you're not that kind of guy." she stammered making Noah laugh at that.

"Just enjoy it. I know you want it too," he whispered in a sensual tone, then his hand began to gently caress Marsha's cheek up to her long neck.

Marsha closed her eyes holding back the excitement of the pleasure.

"Ahh...let go of Noah!" she snapped in a trembling voice.

"Let go? Even you enjoy it. Your body can't resist it, Marsha." he said who re-massed Marsha's lips.

Marsha cried in between their hot activities. Now that her body was wearing nothing more, of course Noah did it. While the man still left his jeans under there. Marsha couldn't resist Noah's touch because the medicine Noah put in her drink made her very tortured if she didn't touch it. Can Marsha guess if the drug is an aphrodisiac?

Damn Noah!

Just as Noah was about to do something even lewder, suddenly the bathroom door swung open with a bang. Makes noise and startles them both. With her sad gaze, Marsha could see who it was.

"A...Alland?"

"Fuck you, Noah!" Alland snapped angrily which then immediately lunged at Noah. Throwing hard punches all over Noah's body. Even now Noah was unconscious.

"A...Alland, stop!"

"You can't stop me. He deserves to die!" he said with an aura filled with anger. Marsha looked at Alland scared, this was the first time she had seen the man so scary.

"Alland, please. I'm scared." Sobbing Marsha was scared. She was afraid of what was going on, especially of herself, who now looked like a cheap bitch.

Hearing Marsha sobbing, Alland immediately stopped his activities. He walked over to Marsha, took off his coat, and then draped it over Marsha's body. Luckily the coat was able to cover up to Marsha's thighs, so the woman felt a little better.

"I'm sorry, i'm late." Alland couldn't bear to find Marsha's very worrying condition. The woman was almost raped by his co-worker.

Marsha wiped the rest of her tears. "I...I'm hot," she said trying to open Alland's coat on her body, but Alland deftly blocked Marsha's intentions.

Marsha rebelled. "Alland take this coat off. It's hot in here. I...I'm hot." she said.

Alland looked at Marsha intently, right into the woman's eyes. There was a lustful gaze that Marsha showed towards him.

"Marsha, are you okay?" he asked worriedly. Not understanding why Marsha looked at him lustfully like that.

Usually, it was the piercing, piercing gaze that always greeted him, but tonight was different.

"A...Alland, this bastard gave me an aphrodisiac," she replied with a blush on her face.

She was embarrassed to say it, but there was no other choice. She needed Alland completely right now.

Marsha could feel Alland's body stiffen, even his hands were back into perfect fists. Don't miss that beautiful firm jaw that is now perfectly hardened. Alland was again overcome by his anger. With a slow-motion, Marsha touched Alland's jaw, stroking it gently.

"Don't be angry," she whispered.

Alland growled stifled. He didn't like Marsha looking at him like that. The woman felt as if she was enduring the pain of enduring something big.

"Are you sure? I might hurt you," said Alland, cupping Marsha's cheek.

His anger had disappeared somewhere. Now all that's left is a concern and hate to see Marsha endure the pain.

Marsha shook her head weakly. "Do it. This hurts me more, Alland," she said resignedly.

"This time i feel like an asshole, Marsha. Taking advantage of adversity."

"And you've done that stupid thing before," Marsha answered amid her pain.

"We were both under the influence of alcohol at that time and you were the one who teased me. I can't bear to hurt you again, Marsha." Alland answered with a sad look.

He felt like he wanted to kill Noah who had done such a heinous thing to his woman.

"Do it Alland, help me."

Alland closed his eyes for a moment, then he began to grab Marsha's body and carry her into his arms.

"Don't regret it."

"Never."

Alland sighed harshly. "Enjoy it, Marsha. Don't get hurt." Alland said, which was immediately attacked by Marsha fiercely when they arrived at the hotel room which had become Alland's private room.

"Do it together, Alland."

Alland growled holding back his lust.

"Okay, do it together."

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Drrtt...Drrtt...

The sound of the cellphone vibrating on the nightstand woke Alland's sleep which was so comfortable. It seemed that just to open Alland's eyes, he couldn't. And it was caused by a hug from someone lying next to him that felt so warm and comfortable. Dive deep into his heart.

Alland smiled sincerely to find Marsha sleeping beside him. Her innocent face made Alland not tired of looking at her all this morning. Unlike the incident 5 months ago where he was abandoned by that woman.

This morning he still saw his partner next to him and this made him smile again. Ah, remembering what happened last night made Alland feel a little guilty. He was like an asshole who only took advantage of the situation, but he also couldn't bear to leave Marsha in such a state. The same mistakes finally happened. Just like the mistakes they made 5 months ago.

Drrtt...Drrtt

Alland squeaked in annoyance when he found his cell phone, which had not stopped vibrating all this time. He swore that he would kill that person if he contacted him for nothing. Reluctantly, Alland let go of Marsha's arms and sat up from his sleep. He then grabbed his cell phone which was still vibrating on the nightstand.

Troy?

"What is it?!" Alland snapped in annoyance. Sometimes his subordinates called him at the wrong time, like now.

"I'm sorry if i bothered you, Mr. Stanford. I wanted to let you know that I've found the info you ordered." Troy's answer at the other end made Alland glance at Marsha who was still asleep.

His anger immediately dimmed when he heard Troy's words saying that he had done a good job. There's no doubting his confidant.

"Say it."

"Martin Charlotte, the best former chef who ever worked at Cotte Restaurant is not Ms.Charlotte's father."

"What do you mean?" he asks who is looking back at Marsha. Afraid that the woman suddenly woke up and heard all their conversations.

"Surprising that Martin Charlotte is Ms.Charlotte's uncle."

Alland sighed loudly at that. He had expected it when they were in Paris a few days ago.

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there is. Martin Charlotte never had siblings. He was an only child by birth and had a son named Hansel."

Damn Marsha!

Who are you, Marsha?

Why are there too many secrets in your life?

"Are you sure?"

"You don't have to doubt me, Mr.Stanford."

"Then let me know if you have any other information on it. I need it soon, Troy." Alland said earnestly.

"Okay, i'll do it as soon as possible."

Alland also disconnected the phone unilaterally. He looked back at Marsha and gently stroked her long mane before he left.

"There are too many puzzles in your life Marsha, but i promise i will solve them myself and will always protect you," he said then really left.

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