Chapter 6 She Got Lost Again.

Lance entered Roxanne's apartment with the password that Iris sent him.

He was planning to give Roxanne some punishment in his car but this woman really fell asleep while they were kissing.

Carrying her towards the first bedroom that seemed like hers, Lance sighed as he placed her down on her bed and tucked her underneath her duvet.

He was about to step away when he felt Roxanne's fingers curl around the hem of his shirt. She stirred in her sleep almost as if she was having a nightmare, muttering incoherent words in the process.

Lance glanced down at her tiny yet slender fingers and tried prying her fingers off but failed on the first try. Just when he attempted a second try, a silent sob broke through her lips, startling him in the process.

"Don't leave me alone... Mom, Dad."

His heart suddenly softened to hear her murmuring. He gently hugged her in his arms as he comforted her, "Don't be afraid. You have me here."

His eyes lately fall on the family photo on her bed table and beside it, there was a bottle of wish sand, which brought some annoying memory back to him.

His eyes narrowed but when he was about to leave and calm himself down, Roxanne suddenly vomited all over his shirt.

"Fucking hell," Lance grunted out in annoyance while Roxanne quietly went back to bed, unaware of her actions.

Lance glanced at her and his jaws tightened. Exhaling through his lips as he unlatched Roxanne's finger from around his shirt, he walked towards her bathroom.

After everything he had done for her this night, the least she could offer him was a hot shower before he left.

Sooner or later she must have to pay for all these things she had done to him.

** ** ** **

Roxanne woke up sometime in the night feeling sticky and sweaty. Hearing the shower run in her bathroom, she believed it was Iris who sent her home.

She stripped from her stuffy clothes in her hazy state of mind and without any form of cautiousness, walked into the bathroom.

The hot water from the shower descended on her body almost instantly when she pulled the door open. Yet Roxanne just closed her eyes and moaned out in relief, unaware of the person who had been watching her from behind.

With his hands on his hips and body wash foam plastered all over his body, Lance quietly watched Roxanne. The storm was gathering in his eyes.

Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen her fully nude, he still found his stare lingering and her body. Easily aroused his desire.

"Ah!!" A surprised yelp escaped her throat when she turned around to reach for her body wash. Finally, she noticed his presence as

"Hello sunshine, sleep well?"

Roxanne stared on with wide eyes and became half sober at once.

"How. what are you doing here?" She questioned with her cheeks flushed cherry as she quickly tried to cover her body up.

"No need in trying to cover it up, I've seen all that there is." He teased with his eyes locked directly on hers.

Roxanne felt her cheeks heat up all the more and quickly averted her gaze. "You need to leave. Now."

However, when she began heading for the door and out of the shower, she was caught simultaneously by Lance.

"Is this the thanks I get after all I've done?"

Cracking her head up, Roxanne felt like she was being dragged into his game once more the moment she locked her gaze with him.

"You'd get your 'much-deserved thanks' but right now, you need to leave."

"And what if I say I don't want to?" Lance asked as he held her tightly in his arms.

"Lance." She called out in a warning tone but he ignored it and pressed her against the cold walls while the hot water poured down on their bodies.

"That's enough, Lance. This has to stop." Roxanne tried to remain firm but the moment his fingers danced along her skin, she felt her mind blur for a few seconds.

Why did he always have such a damn effect on her?

A single touch was enough to send her mind into Havana.

"You want me to leave, but your body says otherwise. So tell me, Roxanne. Do you really want me to leave?" While trailing his finger up her tights, Lance whispered in her ear and watched as she shivered from the sound of his voice.

"Words Roxy, I need words." He coaxed on and ran his finger against her exposed nipples

Roxanne shivered from the sudden jolt of pleasure and felt her mind sway all the more.

"See? You got so wet for me down there in seconds despite telling me to leave. What a naughty girl." Lance coarse as he pumped both his fingers into Roxanne's pussy and she moaned out in utter pleasure before she could stop herself.

Another wave of pleasure hit Roxanne hard as he inserted yet another finger and sped up his pace, pumping his fingers in and out of her at a mad pace that made her sense blur completely as her eyes slowly began to roll toward the back of her head.

"That's it, sunshine. Moan out and remember you are mine."

** ** ** **

Roxanne never expected that her one-night stand with Lance would turn out to be two nights and then three nights.

She hoped there won't be more, or things would get more and more out of her control.

She sighed as she finished her work and at that moment, Christopher's message popped out.

「I'll pick you up to have lunch together, babe.」

She couldn't help but sneer. Christopher was really a born actor. She had no mood to cooperate with him to play this love game. As long as she transferred her money and resource back, she would dump him at once.

Having no expectation to see his disturbing face anymore, Roxanne was going to make up a random excuse to reject him but Christopher seemed insistent.

By the time they met at the restaurant, she understood his intention at once as he pulled out the medicine soup.

"Mother did these medicinal cuisines specially for you. She was awfully worried that you left early from the party that day."

Worried? If Grace truly that cared about her, she should have called her to confirm her safety that night so that she wouldn't catching her son cheating on her and made the mistake with Lance again.

As she thought, Christopher had screwed the lid open and one whiff of scent had her face contorting in dislike.

She knew what they were planning. If she could have a baby with Christopher, they thought their marriage would be foolproof.

Too naive. Even if she really carried his baby, she would still kick him off as long as she found out Christopher was just a rotten man.

"...babe?" Roxanne flinched when Christopher called her while holding her hands. Geeze, she was getting more and more sick of his touch.

"Sorry, what were you saying? I was thinking about my new design." Roxanne faked a smile as she pulled her hand out.

"I asked if you would like to try the cuisine? Should I plate it?"

"Uh, sure." Roxanne blurted but soon regretted when she had the soup within her grasp. She hated this scent.

Pretending to check the new message from her phone, she excused to leave early. "Sorry, Chris. I have to go now as we just got a meeting on the fly."

She bowed apologetically as she got up and left the table. With that, she noticed the bag beside her seat.

"Oh, here is the jacket you asked me to bring this morning." She said as she handed the bag to him. "I should go now. Bye~"

Christopher had expected her to at least give him a kiss on the cheek as she stepped out, but she didn't. It wasn't the first sign of indifference she had shown him as of late.

There must be something wrong, but Christopher couldn't find the answer at a moment.

But when he later arrived at home, dipping his fingers inside his coat pocket to check, he was stunned to see the thing he pulled out.

A freshly used Condom!

Christopher could feel anger burning in his chest as he realized the truth.

Roxanne had sex last night but it was not with him.

She was cheating behind him with another man!