Youre My Destiny

I'm Olivia, a woman who looks like a rascal who walks on city ground. Leaving all of life is perfect for one reason. I ran away from my father, who was drunk and always made my life difficult-the older man bastard who always looked me in the eye with another meaning. A man who can't be called a father. He's an angry bastard who doesn't become manipulative. I hate him, but he's the only man I can have after the man I loved left and I lost his existence. I hope I can find that man again. But Father will be angry if I say about him again.

Back to myself right now, I'm in the city with plastic shoes that are slightly covered with dew.

Amidst the tall buildings in the frigid air, I walked amidst the pressing pedestrians and the noises. Some chatter accidentally sounded in my ear.

"Bastard!"

"How many?"

"Are you ready to go?"

The temperature was rising, my skin shivered, and my eyes closed every time a cold wind passed. It feels excruciating.

"I can't do it anymore. As the night goes on, the temperature gets higher."

I stood at the bus stop, blowing my hands a few times. I'm hoping to get a little warm air. A small child was running happily, coming towards me. His little hand stretched out.

"Candy."

I, with a confused expression, ignored his outstretched hand. The boy pulled my clothes a little and looked back at me with an innocent and pitiful face.

"Candy."

"Sorry, but I don't have candy."

"You want candy?"

A man with a handsome face and a sweet, perfect body gives two candy wrappers to a small child.

"Here's some candy for you, little girl."

The little boy smiled and ran away. I was standing under the bus stop with a strange man beside me.

"Are you a hired woman?"

I was shocked, holding anger inside me. I tried to regulate my mood better.

"Don't you know, I am-"

"Don't deny it! Look at your clothes. Everyone knows you're a hired girl."

I lowered my clothes a little, then wiped my eyes.

"Why are you taking care of other people's lives? Are you a state official who has to secure the situation?"

The man became silent. I had left him at a loss for words. If the wind weren't so strong, I would have left immediately without looking back.

"You're afraid to talk to the rental woman? I don't know if I'll get any customers tonight."

I looked at the night sky, the cold air still shattering my skin.

"What time is it? Should I go home?"

I touched the shivering skin on my face and said, "I'll be back tomorrow."

When I took the first step, suddenly, a hand tapped my shoulder and made me stop. I looked back, and the annoying man's face became close to mine.

The annoying guy smiled at me and asked, "How much?"

I am staring at him closely, looking at him while talking. I feel like I've seen his face somewhere. This face is familiar to me.

The foreign man looked at me, annoyed. He slightly shook my shoulder, Hey, Miss, I asked how much?"

I needed clarification. This annoying foreigner wanted to hire me for one night. "How about $500 for one night?

"That's too expensive, miss." This man had a thoughtful expression on his face.

The foreign man flashed a charming smile, and his face got closer to mine.

"Good, so you're a high-class rental lady, right?"

His eyes were full of hope for me, who immediately put up a high price.

"O-of course!" I immediately answered with a bit of hesitation, not understanding the meaning of high class.

The foreign man immediately stepped back and said, "Green Royal."

I was surprised because it was an expensive hotel in the city. But if you look at the outside appearance of this man, he seems like a government official in casual clothes.

I didn't want to cover the hotel costs and tried to confirm, "Are you sure about Royal?"

"Follow me, miss."

I walked behind his body, which was two feet taller than mine. My footsteps were far behind his, and my body endured the cold sensation that pierced every bone.

My steps stopped, and I was confused when he stepped in another direction. My hand pointed at a tall building. "Isn't the Green Royal there?"

"Just shut up and follow me!"

Had he abandoned his original goal, I could only stop arguing and follow in his footsteps before falling further behind.

***

I was taken aback by the strange man who changed his original goal. Even the appearance of this hotel is much different from its original purpose.

"Is this a hotel or your house?"

"Stop following me, miss, take your seat."

I stopped with a confused mind. I immediately positioned myself comfortably in a small room containing a few benches and a small table squeezed by the benches.

His hands hung down on the jacket, "Make yourself comfortable.

He smoothed his hair, then gave me a charming smile. My mind searches for the image of the man in front of me in my head. His face and smile look very familiar, but I can't get a picture of his face in my head.

"I'm pretty sure I've seen his somewhere."

He leaned back comfortably on the bench, crossed his legs, and patted the empty side.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come and sit down."

His hand reached for a cup of wine, "Come on, let's drink first."

I sat far across from where he sat and said, "I'm here."

Looking at his face up close made my heart even more convinced. I've met him. He doesn't seem like a foreign guy.

Now that his face showed an expression of displeasure, he patted the empty side beside him again and said, "Come here, don't be too far from me."

I was so annoyed. He always gave me orders like I was his pet.

I raised my body and walked closer to his empty side, "Don't give orders as if I were your dog!"

Now, we have become so close. It was awkward to sit together this close. I scratched the nape of my neck, which didn't itch.

I muttered to myself, comforting myself, "This is too awkward,"

I cringed as his body suddenly took a bit of distance from mine, causing me to be pushed back and lean against the arm of the sofa. He kissed my lips sensually.

His big hand touched my waist, deepening the kiss. The kiss is now very sensual and erotic. I increasingly enjoyed this kiss, and blood flowed from my lips. He bit and resumed kissing erotically. I pushed his shoulder, then laughed awkwardly.

I was not happy. While I was enjoying the erotic kiss, he suddenly bit me, "Why are you biting me?"

He showed me a charming smile again, and his hand ruffled his slightly messy hair. "Can't you?"

"A rush of shock spread from my waist. Ugh," he said, surprising me with a hug around the waist.

He looked at me, confused but happy, "Is this your first time being hugged?"

I got to embarrass myself. The shock flow I just got is something I'm not used to feeling and making myself obvious. I averted my eyes. "...No."

I worked my way up to refute it, even though it would sound like nonsense. I can't hide the expression on my face. This is the first time a man has touched me!

"Let's see how great it is that you give me a special service,"

I'm shaking. This is the first time I do it. I tried to argue with the man in front of him. I can't look bad in front of my customers.

"I'm an expert in providing special services to customers."

"Is it true? I will not play soft tonight. You'd better think if what you're saying is just bullshit."

I was very angry with an arrogant man like him. I frowned and denied it again to provide proof with my words.

"This isn't my first, so just do as you please!"

The foreign man grinned, "Are you sure you won't regret what you said?"

I gulped, nervous, but I had to defend myself, "I won't regret it!"

The foreign man before me changed his grin to a charming smile. He stroked my face gently and said, "Really? Okay, then."

The foreign man smiled charmingly, his hands pulling closer to my waist, "Take off your clothes."

I didn't expect it to be so fast, like an electric shock. I was nervous, and my heart was beating fast.

"W-what?"

He removed his hand from my waist, took a sip from the wine glass, and gave me a seductive look that made me even more anxious.

"Stand up and take off your clothes."

My face is red, and I'm nervous. It's my first time. I can't confess. It's too late.

First, I took off my hair tie. It makes my long hair flow beautifully. I caught a seductive glance from behind me. Then, I took off my dress, and only my underwear remained. Only through his eyes seducing me, did my body respond, giving it intense stimulation.

"Continue," his voice sounded seductive to me. I couldn't contain myself in the anxiety I couldn't hide anymore.

I took off my underwear, and the feeling of embarrassment grew. I presented my naked body to him.

"Wow, top-class product. Fantastic!"

He made me lose my face, actually becoming so embarrassed in front of him.

"Can you not add embarrassment to me, sir?"

This man laughed at me and looked back at my innocent body, his eyes seducing me to swallow his flesh in one mouthful.

He held his hand and said, "Come closer to me, good girl."

I stepped on my feet, bringing my naked body closer to the beast full of lust to eat me.

"Come here and get closer to my body."

I sat on his lap, his long, clothed thighs touching my skin. I gulped, nervous.

The beastmaster smiled charmingly and said, "Smart kid."

His soft hands touched the skin of my inner thighs and slightly on my pussycat. I was shaking restlessly.

His eyes looked like a beast when it saw prey: "No matter what happens, don't stay away from me."

I gulped my spit, not knowing what kind of treatment he was giving my body.

"Move your sexy ass off my thighs and kneel!"

I kneeled under his feet, and right in front of my face, something protruded through his pants, making me nervous.

"What kind of treatment do you wish to give my body, master?"

The ferocious look in his eyes and his grin gave me goosebumps.

"You're afraid I'll do something rude?"

"No. I'm a professional at this!"

His hands unzipped his trousers, revealing a large, long piece of flesh sticking out from under his pants. Instantly, a sensation of goosebumps spread from my head to my toes.

"Do it professionally."

I approached his big, veiny meat, and he closed his eyes as if to get a lot of satisfaction from me.

"If you need help, I assure you you will get it roughly."

In one mouthful, I shoved the massive piece of meat into my mouth, filling it until it reached the base of my throat.

"Yeah, good. Suck it hard."

He's a cruel man. He won't stop attacking the base of my throat with his big meat. It feels so fairy. I lost control to defend myself. The beast-man loves to torture me.

"Suck even stronger. I'm about to climax now!"

Both of my hands gripped the bench tightly, adjusting to his attack. I gave a few punches on the court, hoping that the attacks on the hands that were holding my head and kept pounding would stop. His hand pulled my head.

"You crazy beast, man. I'm out of breath for that."

I took many deep breaths, neutralizing myself from the hard blow that hurt my throat.

"Damn it, my throat hurts so much."

"I must admit, your abilities are quite great to defend yourself from the attacks I gave."

"Allow me to go to the toilet. I have to take care of the mess on my body."

His hands lifted my body and slammed me right onto the sofa.

"We're not finished yet, don't leave before you finish providing your service!"

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Lie down."

I lay down, protecting myself from feelings of fear and anxiety.

"Open your legs wider,"

I followed every command he wanted. Watching him lick two of his knuckles, the uneasy feeling in my heart grew more assertive. His body was right on top of me, squeezed.

"Sir, don't-"

He flashed a smirk, "You're scared. Relax, the pain will only be replaced momentarily with pleasure."

The shock continues to radiate from my head. I close my eyes and can only feel a touch. Slowly, two knuckles entered into me.

"Ah."

After hurting the back of my throat, he mercilessly attacked me on my bottom.

"Ah, sir. Please, slowly."

I pressed tightly against the skin of his back, transmitting an extraordinary sensation. I took so many breaths that it sounded so tempting, and he relentlessly gave me punishments. The hot temperature spreads all over my body. This sensation is excellent. I can't control myself.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Every time I press this point, you seem to enjoy it. What's right here?"

"Don't do anything weird, just fuck me!"

"Do not lie."

His eyes were wild as if they were hunting me and wanted to torture me without mercy.

"How rude this woman is."

Slowly, he inserted his big meat into my skin. I slightly lifted my body with a seductive moaning sound. The big meat went all the way in, pressing on the spot, which gave an incredible sensation.

"Ah, master... Take it out."

His hands grip my waist, striking harder at the spot inside me. I squeezed his back tightly, hugging him tighter. The sound of moans of pleasure filled the empty room. The longer he pressed the spot inside me, the harder he moved my hips.

"Ah, this hurts. Ah, it hurts."

His hands wrapped around my waist, relentlessly attacking my bottom with his massive flesh.

"Ah, sir... I want to end it. Master, please stop, ah.."

His hands lifted my body, sitting me on his lap. His eyes were full of lust, and I kept moaning in pleasure because his writings never stopped attacking my lower part.

"Ah, sir..."

"Hug me. I want to finish it quickly."

I hugged his body tightly, bent slightly backward, and pulled his hair tightly. He increasingly gave fast and complex attacks, and we both moaned with pleasure.

"Ah, sir, I want to climax."

He gave attacks faster and harder, and until we climaxed together and I fell in his arms tightly, I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

***

Being in the toilet, I turned on the water faucet and soaked it in the bathroom. I slowly drowned in my head, filled with a lot of commotion.

"I gave up my virginity to a strange man I don't know."

After showering, I put on my clothes again and left this cold little room.

His eyes couldn't leave me, making me annoyed. I threw the towel at his face roughly.

"Old bastard! Stop looking at me like that!"

He smiled charmingly with a slight laugh and said, "Haha, I paid for it."

I pressed my waist, "Agh!"

"Oh my, does that hurt?"

He was pleased to see my suffering, and I, who was laughed at, became very angry with him.

"Thanks to me, I have made you feel pleasure for the first time,"

"Bastard. Stop insulting me!"

I put on an annoying expression, and he was still laughing. Then I took a glass of water, and he folded his arms and looked at me closely.

"I have a question."

"It would be better if you didn't ask me anything and forgot about tonight!"

His hands grabbed mine, looking at me from a close distance.

He looked at me with a severe expression and an interrogating look, "Stop laughing. This is a serious question."

He continued his question, "How did you get all the wounds on your body?"

My hand, which was holding the water glass, stopped. I turned to him, who was still looking at me seriously.

I gave him a cynical look and then answered, "From a pervert like you. Is this answer enough for you?"

With one hand resting on his head, he lay down, "You're lying again. Today is the day you first met a perverted man like me.

I refuted him, who was so confident, "What makes you think like that?"

"That was the first time I saw you on the street."

"Then come more often."

"No rental ladies asking for fantastic prices. Because I'm fancy, I hired you. Also, no rental lady will take an hour's shower."

"I'm a clean freak,"

His hand grabbed the wine glass, then laughed after hearing my answer, "Clean freak rental woman? Don't you think that sounds illogical?"

He continued speaking and turned to me with an irritated face, "You're not even a rental woman, so where did you get that wound? I'm a man who loves to be curious, playing with my mind."

"You have a lot of questions. So, you are a detective?"

He put down the wine glass and lay back down, "That said, I have a business, and I also like to think and be curious. "My life was hard. I came from an orphanage and didn't live a good life."

Uncomfortable with personal talk, I tried to avoid it. I walked away, holding my still-sore waist.

"A corporate detective, just paying for a hired woman? I do not believe it."

"I became a detective for a reason. I lost my little sister."

"So, you and your little sister are in the same orphanage?"

I felt like I was electrocuted when his hands wrapped around my waist.

He continued his conversation, "My younger half-sister and I were always together at the orphanage. He left, leaving me alone in a dark and hateful world."

His arms wrapped around my waist, bringing me back, and as I sat on his lap, he held my hand.

"So you won't say anything about your life?"

"I'm not your little sister. Why should I share my life with you?"

He sucked hard on my neck, a hot sensation spread throughout my body, making me wince and bite my lower lip. The incredible feeling of his kissmark attacked me.

"I will take revenge for the person who has injured you. No one will know what part of you will be in my life.

I pushed him away from his lap, "Who are you to want revenge for me?"