Chapter 5 I will never forget you.

Alaric was cautious with every move he made on top of the woman. He was irritated by the sudden intrusion into his life and the demand for marriage. But he was even more annoyed with himself for feeling pity for her. Even when he asked if she was still hurt.

"Are you still hurt?" a baritone voice escaped his lips.

"N-no...not anymore," her face turned red. It was clear she couldn't look at him properly as she averted her gaze in another direction.

At first, he entered her slowly, trying his best not to rush, but despite his efforts to control his emotions, he couldn't restrain himself. Whether he accepted it or not, he lusted for her and eager to f*ck her even deeper.

"Before I completely lose control, tell me, Sweety, are you sure you can endure my hardness? You can bite me if you can't." He stood beside her with his armor on her paradise, assessing her.

"Yes, I am." Though she lay down, she managed to nod. In truth, she was scared because she could feel his hardness in the lower part of her body.

"Are you comfortable in this position? Tell me, Sweety. I'll give you a chance to back out..."

"No! I want this!" She quickly interrupted his question. It was too late to stop him. He had already entered her core. She would rather give herself to him completely than come across as difficult.

"Okay, be ready," he recklessly said.

He continued, thrusting deeply and slowly. He could hear her moaning, which made him even more aggressive. Hell yeah! She was so tight that he wanted to thrust into her more and more!

With every thrust, deep and almost breath-taking, she felt a sharp pang of pain. Whether she admitted it or not, she enjoyed what he was doing, even though it hurt. Nonetheless, she loved the tingling sensation enveloping her consciousness.

"Oh, Sweety, you're so good. I won't get tired of you. Let me know when you're close, and I'll accompany you," he managed to say while continuing his movements on top of her.

For the first time in his life, since he had learned about sexual intercourse, he was satisfied with a woman. Besides being his first, she was still innocent. But deep down, he loved the way she followed all his demands.

"I think I'm going to cum!" Zephy screamed because she knew she was close to experiencing pleasure like never before.

"Let it go, Sweety. Do it, baby. I'll come after you," he responded between thrusts.

They repeated their actions numerous times that night. Their room was filled with moans and the sounds of their bodies intertwining. They didn't stop until Zephyrine fell asleep. She was peacefully sleeping, but Alaric wanted more. He wanted more, but she was already asleep, so he left her alone. Instead, he contented himself with watching her sleep.

The next moment, Zephyrine woke up with a strange feeling. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The handsome face of the man greeted her as he played on top of her. He didn't even ask if she was okay or not. In her mind, what more could she expect?

"I know I hurt you, so please don't be mad about the things I said to you earlier," he said.

She just nodded and let him continue what he was doing. He kept moving on top of her. He didn't stop until he collapsed on top of her, his face resting on her neck. She thought he would leave after his eagerness subsided, but instead, he stayed, gently kissing her neck. His large size made it hard for her to breathe, so she pushed him away.

Her lips met the sleeping man's head. The man, who was always rude and inconsiderate with his words. Whether she admitted it or not, she was starting to like him, even though it had only been a few days since she met him.

Alaric woke up abruptly, feeling something moving on top of him. He was about to turn away when he realized he had a partner. There was no one else in the room but Zephyrine. He thought she was making up for it, so he joined her. After all, he was enjoying it.

"Thank you, Alaric," were the last words that came from her lips before darkness fell.

But she woke up again in the middle of the night, feeling cold. She looked for the air conditioning remote and adjusted it. She also pulled the comforter and covered the sleeping man. She then adjusted the blanket on her body. Soon, she fell asleep again.

In the early hours of the morning,

In the early hours of the morning, Alaric woke up and immediately reached out for the person beside him, tightly embracing her. This time, he had no intention of letting her go. He thought to himself that there was nothing wrong with following the woman's desires. He was willing to grant her everything she wanted, as long as she stayed by his side. Due to a lack of sleep, he quickly closed his eyes and fell back into a deep slumber.

Zephy woke up, her hips almost immobile. She struggled to breathe because his arm was wrapped tightly around her chest. She gazed at the man's face and gently caressed it. His soft snoring tickled her neck.

"You're so great, Alaric. And even though you insulted me many times and said hurtful words, I want you to know that I don't regret giving you everything. I've experienced a unique happiness with you that I've never felt before. Even though I know you hate me, it's okay. Thank you, Alaric, and goodbye." She pressed her lips to his, giving him a gentle kiss.

The next day, Alaric jolted awake, realizing he was alone in bed.

"Zephyrine!" he exclaimed, sitting up and calling out the woman's name.

He quickly put on his boxer shorts and left the suite room. He attempted to turn the doorknob of the room where the woman had been staying, but it was locked.

"Sir, the guest in that suite left a while ago."

"What time?"

"It's been almost three hours, sir."

"F**k" He cursed and ran his hand through his hair.

"Bring the card key; I'm going into her room."

"Sir, she left something for you, sir."

He immediately took the two white envelopes and returned to his suite room.

For you, Alaric,

Thank you for the wonderful night. I'm happy that I gave you the most important thing in my life.

I will never forget you.

Take care.

Zephyie.

He crumpled the paper in frustration, wanting to scream out his anger. Because of that deal, the only woman who had ever brought him happiness was now gone. He simply placed one envelope on the table and hurriedly got dressed.

Meanwhile, Zephy had returned to Buffalo. She needed to take action before her remaining money ran out. She knew she had no chance of getting the wealth left to her. She was just grateful that her grandmother had put her through school, even though she knew nothing about her real parents. She could use her education to find a job.

She looked for a bed space to save money. She ended up in a squatters' area in Buffalo. The bed space cost two thousand five hundred, inclusive of water and electricity. She would only have to think about her food and transportation.

"Aunt Sophia, thank you very much for accepting me," she said to the owner of the bed space.

"What are you talking about, dear? Staying here isn't free. Besides, we've known each other since your childhood in Buffalo. It's a good thing you decided to come here," the woman replied.

"I came from the old squatters' area where I grew up. And Lina gave me your address." She forced a smile.

"Ever since that place was demolished, everyone left. Now, a huge establishment stands there. Lina was lucky to find a good job. You should try applying there; it's a big company. After all, you graduated with a degree in Business Administration." She handed Zephy a piece of paper, but she didn't bother to read it.

After expressing her gratitude, Zephy entered her room. There were two double-decker beds, accommodating four people. However, the upper bunks were vacant, so only two people occupying the room.