"Fiona, Fiona." Samson said softly.
She did not respond, and she seemed to have fallen asleep. He didn't force anything upon her.
Instead, he covered her with a blanket. However, he still felt hot all over, and there was a bulge on his crotch.
He walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower and let the cold water rain down on him.
Fiona did not sleep well. She opened her eyes and looked at the bathroom. She then staggered over and opened the door.
Samson was wearing nothing, his d*ck was fully er*cted, and he had a muscular body.
That night...They made love so much that he almost did not get any sleep.
He didn't expect that she was still a vorgin. He felt pretty great about the fact that she was the first woman he had ever made love to.
Samson smiled dotingly and rested his head on his hand as he watched her sleep. He did not feel sleepy at all.
Her skin was rosy, and she looked like a little pig. She was so tired that she barely moved when she slept. Her cell phone rang.
He was afraid that the noise would wake her up, so he grabbed her cell phone. He saw that the name on the caller display was "Hubby" There was a sense of suffocation in his chest, and he frowned. He answered the call suspiciously.
"Fi, where are you? My parents are at your place to talk to your parents about our marriage things. Now that we've graduated, all of them hope that we would get married immediately."
Samson's expression darkened, and he said coldly, "Who are you, and who are you looking for?"
"I'm Linden Oakley. Who are you?"
"Isn't this Fiona Saison's phone number?" Linden said in confusion.
"Are you Fiona's boyfriend?"
Samson was shocked. He didn't know that she had a boyfriend.
"Yes, we have been dating for five years, and we're about to get married. Who on earth are you?" Linden was impatient.
Samson hung up, and there was a great upheaval in his chest. His gaze was sharp as he looked at Fiona.
Why did she invite him to the hotel when she was already getting married? What did she see him as? Did she want them to be friends with benefit? Or did she just want to have fun before getting married?
He was an arrogant man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He would never date a two-timing woman.
He quickly put on his clothes, and his face was stone cold. He left the hotel room.
"Mr. Hunt." The two bodyguards at the door lowered their heads and greeted him.
"Get rid of all traces that l've been here," Samson ordered coldly. He then glanced at the door angrily and left.
Fiona woke up without an alarm, and she was in so much pain that it was as if her body was falling apart.
She sat up and scratched her head. When she opened her eyes, she saw her clothes scattered all over the floor. There were also several used condoms in the trash can. She had an extremely ominous feeling about this.
She looked at herself and realized that she was wearing nothing.
She was extremely shocked, and she felt like her mind had been struck by thunder.
She remembered that a bald man injected something into her after she got out of the bus. She did not recall anything else. So, she was... raped! She rushed into the bathroom and took a long shower. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Who did that?
She went to the front desk and said, "I'm a tenant of room 803. May I have the registration information of the tenants in this room?"
The receptionist gave Fiona a strange look and checked the computer.
"There is only one tenant in room 803, and her name is Fiona Saison."
"What about the CCTV?" Fiona asked.
"I'm sorry. Our CCTV has been broken since yesterday."
"What?" Fiona panicked.
There was no information of the tenant and no CCTV footage, so she couldn't be sure of who had raped her. Oh, there were used condoms in the trash can. The man's DNA should be there.
She immediately went back to the hotel room, but there was nothing in the trash can.
Fiona sat on the bed dejectedly.
Even if she called the police now, the police probably would not be able to catch the rapist. Her cell phone rang.
When she saw that the caller was Linden Oakley, she felt guilty and upset. She never expected she would be r*ped. Her eyes were red as she answered the call.
"Fiona, where are you now?" Linden asked anxiously.
"Linden." Fiona paused.
"I have something to tell you."
"Come home first. My parents are in your house." Linden said impatiently and hung up without giving Fiona any chance to speak.
Fiona went home. As soon as she stepped into the door, she heard Cassandra Saison saying in a strange tone, "Sister, you're finally back. Uncle and aunt have been waiting for you for a long time." Fiona greeted politely, "Hello, uncle. Hello, aunt."
"Fiona, where did you go yesterday? You didn't come back all night. We were worried about you." Cassandra's mother deliberately asked.
"I got my graduation certificate yesterday, and there was a class gathering," Fiona explained. Cassandra gritted her teeth.
Jealousy and disgust flashed past her eyes.
She pulled Fiona's collar down and shouted, "Fiona, why are you red everywhere? These look like hickeys."
Fiona was shocked by what Cassandra did. She wanted to button up, but Cassandra pulled her collar even further.
Seeing this, Linden's mother became angry.
"Albus Saison, what kind of upbringing did you give your daughter? She and Lind are about to get married. How dare she do such a vulgar thing? My son can't get married to her anymore."
"Fiona, what the hell is going on?" Albus asked angrily.
Fiona held her collar and lowered her head. She was trembling and at a loss for words as she whispered, "I, I was raped last night."
"What?" Albus stared at Fiona in disbelief. Linden's mother sneered and said, "Were you raped, or are you just a s|*t asking for it? There are so many women out there. Why did the rapist choose you?"
Fiona was speechless. She looked at Linden.
Linden turned his face away and did not look at her.