Chapter 24

I was still shaken by everything that happened today.

Even though Virio was cupping my face, I couldn't stop trembling.

Virio noticed something was wrong with my emotions. He pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed and asked me in detail about everything that happened today.

He said that right after he arrived there and was about to start handling those matters, he got the news that something had happened to me.

"You don't know how anxious I was when I heard you were in trouble." Virio held my hand, gently scratching my palm with his index finger.

He looked at me, his beautiful eyes filled with so much emotion.

I looked back at him, as if I was about to drown in his gaze.

"Do you care about me?" I couldn't help but ask this question.

Actually, I felt this question crossed some boundaries for us.

He and I were just in a partnership, plus we'd slept together a few times.

I thought Virio would skip this topic too, or put on a stern face and tell me not to ask such questions.

But who knew Virio would grab my hand and suddenly tighten his grip. "Of course. "

"If I didn't care about you and wasn't concerned, why would I drop such urgent matters and rush back to save you?"

I watched as he moved closer to me.

Virio planted a few kisses on the corner of my lips, then steadied his breathing. "Now tell me what exactly happened today."

I said carefully, "Didn't you already execute them? Why are you asking this now..."

Virio added, "This determines whether I need to go after that ugly man Hamilton."

Hearing him say this, I quickly shook my head. "Better not."

"Although he's been annoying me with his revenge these past few times, he's afraid of his wife. His wife has given him so much support. If we retaliate against him, there's no way to let his wife know the truth."

I suspect Hamilton has many connections behind him, maybe even deals with other people.

Otherwise, given how his plans have failed these past few times, plus those photos and scandals circulating in high society, his wife should have noticed something was wrong by now.

Why is his wife still covering for him until now?

I want to know what's hidden in all this that we don't know about.

I explained my thoughts to Virio.

Only after hearing me out did Virio nod. "I thought you'd been tortured into having delusions."

"What's that supposed to mean!"

"It means it seems to have become a habit, like how we used to have a few organizations opposing us. Sometimes I'd feel that if they disappeared one day, I'd actually feel uncomfortable."

I was stunned for a moment. Seeing the mischievous smile on Virio's face, I realized he was joking with me. "Why are you joking about something like this? I wouldn't think that way. It's just that we need time and strategy to deal with him."

Virio nodded and asked me about what happened before.

I told him about being tied up and put in a car, then taken to the dock and locked up. "Later I used the blade hidden in my bracelet to cut through the ropes. That's how I escaped. Otherwise, I really don't know what would have happened after Hamilton and his people took me."

Thinking about this, I shuddered.

When I was escaping today, I clearly saw Hamilton had brought a large group of people.

And given his perverted ways, I had no doubt that if he caught me, he would have let all those people torture and abuse me together!

Thinking about this, I started trembling all over again.

Virio sat beside me. Noticing something was wrong, he quickly held me.

My body kept shaking...

Gradually, he pulled me into the covers, wrapping me up in them.

His arms held me tightly, letting me lie against his chest while listening to me talk.

I silently shed tears, and finally remembered to tell him, "But don't worry, they didn't do anything to me. From start to finish, those kidnappers just wanted money. Hamilton didn't show up, so they wouldn't rashly do anything."

Virio kissed my forehead. "Elvira, I never considered that."

"Even if I want to know whether they did anything to you, it's only because I'm worried this might leave you traumatized." His hand rested on my collarbone, gently caressing my skin.

I suddenly had an idea.

I took the initiative to climb up and sit on top of him, staring at the man beneath me.

Compared to usual, today's Virio looked travel-worn. I figured it was because he rushed back overnight to help me and executed so many people.

I couldn't help but touch his eyes and brows with my hand.

And as I slowly leaned down, Virio seemed to sense something. Thinking of what I'd just said, he seemed to let go of his inner worries.

I said to him, "Don't worry, I didn't experience those bad things..."

"Which means you can do what you want to do to me today."

With these two sentences, I completely ignited the flame in his heart.

Virio suddenly propped up his upper body and kissed me hard.

I was sitting on top of him, yet I still felt like I was being held in his arms.

His large hands gripped my waist, each movement forceful, as if he wanted to release all the fire in his heart.

"Baby... Elvira..." He called my name.

I didn't know what to do, so I also called Virio's name, letting myself cry out freely.

At this moment, there was also a flame burning in my heart.

I knew it was the feeling of being stimulated, of surviving a disaster.

Because of this, I cooperated forcefully with his every movement.

And Virio kept thrusting upward.

His strength was surprisingly powerful.

I leaned forward on top of him. His hands kneaded my chest forcefully, then he impatiently held me and changed positions.

And I was completely out of strength.

Virio picked me up again and went straight to the bathroom.

Under the shower, hot water soaked us both, his body pressed hard against mine.

From start to finish, I was like a doll for him to play with.

Until finally I was exhausted, Virio carried me back to bed, not forgetting to dry me off with a towel, yet still pulling me for another round on the bed.

His movements were domineering and unreasonable.

Yet they carried just the right amount of tenderness.

As if worried I'd be uncomfortable, he kept asking how I felt.

Apart from being tired, I had no other feelings.

But after experiencing these things, I hd to say, I'd already enjoyed it. Even though I was exhausted, the physical pleasure came wave after wave.

Until finally I went limp in his arms.

When I opened my eyes and recalled last night's events, I didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, I told him about a plan I had. "Mr. Soren, I want to tell you that I'm afraid I'll need to go to Floridia next."