Thea's Point of View
“I really can’t!” I already put my two hands down because I don’t have the strength anymore. My eyes are also closed because I’m so tired of him entering me. I feel like no more liquid will come out of me. “If we keep going, I’m gonna bite your dick off.” My voice is no longer strong. It sounds hoarse..
He chuckles, “Bite it? What are you? Dog? I’m speechless.” He thrust once more before finally removing his dick. Then he came out naked. I didn’t even bother him because there are no maids now.
When he returned, he brought milk and water. I first drank water rather than milk. While I was drinking, he spoke.
“Hmm. We need to do something about your stamina.” He looked at me seriously while saying that.
I looked at him with a poker face, set the glass down on the side table, and picked up the pillow I was leaning on. I hit him hard and then pointed outside. “What stamina are you talking about? Look outside! It’s morning! It’s not my stamina that’s weak, but your sex thirst! We started at night and ended up in the morning! No one can do that!” I stopped and then thought, “Only you! We went at it for the whole fucking night ‘til morning!”
I jumped when suddenly there was a knock on the window. When I open my eyes and turn my head on the window, it’s Rayleigh. Megan unlocked the back door. Ray was about to enter when I got out of the front seat.
“Wait! Ray you go here. I’m gonna sit there.” I didn’t wait for him to answer and quickly got into the back seat and locked the door. After all, Megan doesn’t have a love life and mine is what she’s exploring. She should have hers, too.
“Come on! We would have left early if it wasn’t for someone who acts as if she's VIP.” Before we could leave, their quarrel began.
Megan screeched to a halt in front of a large house. Rayleigh taught Megan the location. I couldn’t stop giggling because they were still arguing and pointing towards the mansion.
I’m expecting to see abandoned houses like the ones I see on TV. On television, detectives labor in the shadows.
I noticed the man on the patio as we exited the car. It’s staring at us — at me.
I’m not sure whether it’s me who he is eyeing, but seeing the house gate and gate number made my head hurt.
Memory flash.
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The sound of the Holter monitor awakened me. When I glanced at the light, the white was all around me, and I closed my eyes again. They plugged my hand with dextrose. I looked around to see where I was. Such rooms became all too familiar to me. It was also the first thing I saw after waking up from comatose.
There was no one else in the room. All I can hear is the beeping of the hospital machine. I attempted to recall what occurred and why I got here, but I couldn’t remember anything. My brain hurts no matter what I attempt to picture.
I massaged my head while leaning on the hospital bed’s steel. When Megan and Ray walked in, it felt like my eyes were whirling again. I assumed they were the only two who had entered when another man walked in. It was the one I noticed on the patio.
The sobbing Megan rushed over to me and hugged me. I expected her to say something pleasant, but her taunting hasn’t stopped.
“You must not die because your husband may accuse us of murder!” I smacked her arm as she sniffed and carefully brushed away her tears.
She giggled but hugged me once more. “We’re quite worried about you! What exactly happened to you? When we got out of the car and were ready to enter the gate, you passed out.”
Rayleigh also approached me and took a seat by Megan’s side. But it appears that this woman has no choice of location or day when Rayleigh is in front of her. Ray has pulled away from her, and a chair was placed between them. Because of them, I just want to scratch my head.
“Distance, please?” She rolled her eyeballs.
Ray rolled his eyes as well. He came up to me and spoke to me. “Craig is on his way; I informed him what happened. We’ve driven quite a distance, so he may be late. Regardless...” He motioned for the man behind him to approach me. “This is Wayne Lim, the person I’m saying to you who could locate the phone number you’re having problems with. He’s also a buddy of Craig and mine.”
The man extended his hand to shake mine. When I initially glanced at it, I noticed a trace on his ring finger. It was as if it had been injured simply to prove that there had been a ring there before.
I looked at him, and he grinned. I accepted his hand because he had already offered it. I didn’t let go of his hand when I got it. I have the impression that I recognize the shape of that hand. I inquired since he was still smiling at me.
“Have we seen each other before?” I know my question is out of nowhere. Ray wouldn’t have introduced him to me if this man knew me.
“I don’t know if that will happen; I just saw you today. I wouldn’t have known you if Ray hadn’t introduced us.” He took a step back, his smile gone.