Chapter 2 Hidden Desires and Bitter Realities

Chapter 2

After finishing all the activities, Cira said goodbye to all the clients and accompanied them to their cars. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer. She leaned against a streetlight, feeling her whole body sweating cold, not knowing exactly which organ was causing her those sharp pains. Her lipstick had smudged, leaving her lips pale. Morgan's driver noticed her abnormal state and, knowing the relationship between the two, said worriedly, "Miss Cira, I think you need to get in the car first?" Cira nodded slightly and headed to the back seat. Two minutes later, the door opened again. It was Morgan and the girl, standing together by the vehicle. It seemed like they wanted to get in the car, but they didn't expect to encounter Cira. Morgan furrowed his brow, blaming her for taking up a seat. The girl immediately opened the passenger seat door and said in a low voice, "Mr. Vega, I will sit in the passenger seat." Morgan slammed the door shut and ordered the driver, "First take Keyla Molina home." Cira closed her eyes, feeling weak and exhausted. Drinking alcohol so soon after an abortion affected her a lot... The car arrived at an old residential complex. Cira was half asleep when Morgan suddenly pushed her hand roughly. He said, "The alley is very dark and not safe. Accompany Keyla to her door." Keyla had a pair of big, clear eyes. Even in the dim light in the car, a sparkle shone in her pupils. She politely declined, "It's not necessary, sir. Cira is very tired, I can go up alone. I pass through this alley every day, it's a short distance." With that, she opened the door and got out. Through the window, she bid farewell to Morgan with a sweet smile, saying, "Mr. Vega, thank you. Remember to take Cira back home. Good night." Morgan's furrowed brow relaxed a bit, and he nodded in response, "Alright. Good night." Cira remained silent. The driver did not take her home either. As a reliable subordinate of Morgan's, he understood what Morgan meant with just a glance. He drove straight to the Costa Bella residential area, where Morgan lived. The two entered together through the door. Before he could turn on the light, Cira was pressed against the door by the man's chest. She felt his soft lips in the darkness and a hand slid under her skirt. Cira was a little scared and immediately grabbed his hand. She explained, turning her head away, "Wait... I'm on my period today." Morgan showed an expression of hatred and frustration. He said coldly, "Take a taxi and leave." As he finished speaking, he headed to the dining room. Cira turned on the light and saw him taking a bottle of water from the fridge. She raised her chin and drank, showing the attractive Adam's apple of a completely mature man. Morgan was the sole heir of the famous Vega family in the city of Las Costas. He had a perfectly outstanding appearance, but now there was an obvious part in his pants that did not match his impeccable image. In reality, only in moments of physical need would he take her to the villa in Costa Bella. It was an unspoken agreement since he "rescued" her from there three years ago. Cira did not leave immediately, but approached him while saying, "If you have such an urgent need, why didn't you bring Keyla here? You're interested in her, aren't you?" Morgan did not deny it and showed a slight smile. He asked, "Did you notice that?" It was so obvious... He also asked, "Where did you meet her? And who is she?" When mentioning Keyla, even Morgan's tone softened, saying, "I met her at Las Costas University two days ago. She's an art student who doesn't know much. I gave her a position as my assistant." Cira couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. Two days ago... When she was in the hospital for the abortion, he found a young lover who was still a university student... She extended a finger, sliding it from his shoulder, his chest, and then his abdomen, while showing an ambiguous look. She said, "How nice, a clean and simple university student. 'I prefer to keep her in her natural state,' Morgan replied, as his thumb caressed Cira's lips, continuing to speak in his hoarse voice. 'Besides, not everyone can acquire the skills you have after 'teaching and practice.' If you're on your period, cooperate with me in another place...' It's easy to teach, right?"