Chapter 3 Stressful psychological battle

A while later.

Max slowly stood up and randomly picked up a piece of cloth from the bedside table. Erica watched desperately as he used the towel she had given him as a Christmas present to wipe Kora's breasts. After wiping, Max threw the towel, along with Kora's underwear, toward the corner of the wall. Then he pulled Kora closer to his chest.

"How wonderful." Max spoke up, stroking his lover's bare shoulder: "Your hot body doesn't stop stimulating me."

"Your men's skills are also very good; no wonder you are always surrounded by many girls. Also, there is a girlfriend who is very in love with him." Kora teased him as he sucked on her neck.

"But you're the only one for me," Max replied quickly, making Kora smile contentedly. While Erica covered her mouth to stop her sobs. Oh my god, her heart broke into pieces when she heard the words her lover said to Kora.

"Is that true? Or do you say the same to everyone? You told Erica that too, didn't you?" Kora wanted to clarify this matter. She must be satisfied.

"I swear to the heavens and the earth, I have only you, Kora." Max asserted firmly, "I have never taken notice of any other girl, including Erica."

Kora smiled contentedly again, stroking Max's bare chest, making him groan as he felt himself stiffen. Just then, Kora cupped Max's face, and his gray eyes looked down at her.

"Prove what you say is true," Kora said in a seductive voice.

Immediately, Max kissed her hard, Kora struggling to breathe as his tongue wrapped around hers, his hands gripping her hips. With a strong push, he got inside, and the girl groaned in his mouth.

"I don't want other men to touch you." He repeated. Kora raised her head and looked at him. Their lovemaking didn't stop, but they stared at each other, gasping for breath with each thrust.

"Ah..."

He reversed their positions, leaving her on top. He swung his hips as she groaned and rolled her eyes again.

"You're so pretty, Kora." He exhaled, praising the girl.

'What the hell did he see in her? Kora is a bitch and a hypocrite.' Erica thought angrily.

Erica silently seethed. Max showed a different side, which Erica didn't even know existed. Erica suddenly realized that the last time she was stupid She is so honest when it comes to love that she doesn't know anything about the heart of the person she trusts. Thinking of that, Erica felt like she was about to burst into tears.

From the beginning, everything Erica did revolved around what she thought Max would like. Everything from her appearance, such as her wardrobe, makeup, and hairstyle, to the choices she made in her life, Erica tried to transform herself into an ideal woman that Max could look at. She was almost not herself, just to feel worthy and suitable for Max. But sadly, it was all one-sided. Erica's efforts, dedication, and sacrifices were completely useless and had no meaning to Max.

Why didn't he see Erica? Or is he blind?

This harsh truth is cruel.

The more things she realized, the more Erica's heart throbbed. And tears kept flowing. Erica was crying, but no one could see her pained expression right now. Even her cries were silenced by cruelty.

Back to the couple: Suddenly Max stopped for a moment and told Kora to use a quadrupedal position. Max wants to regain some control over this love affair.

He quickly thrust his penis inside her. Kora obediently did as requested.

"I've reached my limit," Kora yelled as her lover hugged her from behind.

"Me too!" Max shouted. Then ejaculate inside the Kora. He knows that Kora regularly uses birth control, so he is free to do what he wants to be satisfied.

After both reached the climax. Max pulled out and turned her over, burying his face in her sweaty neck, kissing her, and leaving more marks.

"Tonight, stay here with me."

Erica felt her heart break even more. Today was their two-year anniversary, yet he didn't even bother to care, not even a simple congratulatory message, and on top of that, he casually lured another woman to spend the night at his place. This was unforgivable. Erica clenched her fists tightly, trying to hold the pain of today's betrayal in her heart.

Kora kisses Max deliciously.

"I have no clothes to wear tomorrow." Kora whispered, "What will your neighbors think?"

"I'm pretty sure there's something in the closet that you can wear." He replied, "There are some dresses I have prepared for you."

Kora smiled shyly at the confession, and Max stroked her face.

"Wait a minute; I'll get it for you." Max got out of bed and walked over to the wardrobe.

Erica's blood felt like it stopped running, her heart was pounding, and her panic was hard to control.

"No, no, I can't be caught. It would be terrible; I don't want both of them to see me in such a disgraceful state," Erica's inner voice screamed. She tried to think of a solution, but her mind was of no help to her at this moment.

Erica froze, holding her breath as she followed Max's every step.

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The pounding heartbeat, sweaty forehead, chills down the spine, tension, and panic all enveloped Erica's stiff body.

What if Max opens the cupboard door? Or better yet, Erica herself would rush out, uncontrollably and indignantly declaring, 'Are you surprised?' Then she will show a proud face when discovering the crime and catching Max's cheating and betraying behavior.

No way, that idea is crazy. The two sides facing each other, in a situation that could not be worse than now, would not solve the problem at all. Erica doesn't want to be weak, accept pity, and ultimately lose. No matter what happened next, surely the one who had to bear the deep hurt was none other than Erica. Although she wanted to clarify everything, she was secretly grateful to an invisible force that prevented her from recklessly rushing out.

There had to be a way to stop Max; she didn't want to face Max's cold, indifferent gray eyes, at least for now. Just calmly thinking, but Erica's brain was constantly confused.

While Erica was busy with her thoughts, the footsteps stopped, and Max's hand decisively rose.

"Max!" Kora's call made him drop his hand and look at his girl. As for Erica, she was trying to hold her breath and keep her spirits up to face the possible confrontational situation.

"What's wrong, Kora?" Max asked.

"I'm going to take a shower. Would you like to take a bath with me?" Kora said smugly, winking provocatively. Max chuckled with amusement.

"Of course, my love." Max finished his sentence and turned back to Kora.

Erica breathed a sigh of relief as Max left the closet.

A miracle happened; otherwise, Erica's life would have been worse if Max had found her hiding in the closet.