Chapter 135 Frank's Passion

Maria realized she was being laughed at and wasn't happy about it. She tried to sound fierce, "Frank, cut it out."

She didn't notice how endearing her voice sounded, which only made the amusement in Frank's eyes grow stronger. This side of Maria made him want to pull her into his arms.

"Maria," Frank said, looking at her intently, causing her to stop in her tracks.

Maria looked at Frank, puzzled. When he didn't continue, she asked, "Frank, what's up?"

Frank chuckled softly and gently brushed her long hair back. Maria blinked, feeling that Frank was unusually gentle tonight, though she didn't know why. She smiled brightly at him, unaware of how adorable she looked with her head tilted.

Frank couldn't hold back any longer, his voice full of emotion, "Maria." He took the initiative to hug her, inhaling the scent of her hair, his heartbeat quickening.

Maria was stunned. She hadn't expected Frank to hug her. She struggled to break free, but Frank held her tightly.

"Frank, let go of me." Half sobered up, Maria pushed Frank away with force. This brought Frank back to his senses, and he instinctively let go, meeting Maria's panicked eyes. His heart sank, and he forced a smile, "I'm sorry, Maria."

He didn't explain why he was apologizing, but they both understood. Maria bit her lip, avoiding Frank's gaze. His hug made her realize that Frank hadn't let go of his feelings for her.

"Frank, it's okay. We're friends, right? By the way, I'll transfer the money I owe you," Maria said in a light-hearted tone.

Frank's eyes darkened, and he struggled to smile, "Maria, there's no rush. You don't have to..."

Before he could finish, Maria interrupted, "Frank, I'm grateful that you lent me the money. Now that I have it, I should pay you back as soon as possible. Don't worry about me. My boyfriend treats me very well."

Maria's smile was full of sweet happiness. Frank turned his face away, his voice a bit somber, "That's good. Let's go."

Maria could sense that Frank was in a bad mood, but she couldn't soften her heart. She didn't have romantic feelings for Frank and didn't want him to keep waiting for her. Frank was a great guy and deserved a wonderful woman. Besides, Teresa had been pursuing Frank for a while, and Maria believed Frank would eventually be moved by her.

The rest of the walk to the car was silent. When they reached the car, Frank stopped, his expression complicated, "Maria, I'm leaving."

Maria smiled brightly, "Frank, drive safely."

Frank took a deep breath, forced a smile, and left without lingering.

Maria watched the car disappear from the neighborhood, then picked up her phone to call Kelly. As soon as the call connected, she said, "Frank left. I'm not coming back."

"Whatever," Kelly replied before hanging up.

Maria didn't stay any longer and took a cab to leave. Meanwhile, Frank drove back to the hospital for his night shift. Despite his bad mood, he composed himself and did his rounds. After finishing everything, he returned to his on-call room.

As soon as he turned on the light, he noticed something was off. There was someone on the bed. Frank's expression darkened as he strode over and pulled back the covers. Underneath was Teresa, wearing only lingerie. She looked up at him with seductive eyes.

"Frank, you're back," Teresa said, sitting up, her ample chest exposed. She didn't mind at all, kneeling on the bed and looking at Frank. Her hand reached out to touch his erection.

"Frank, you're hard," Teresa said with satisfaction. She unzipped his pants, and his erect penis sprang out. Teresa leaned down and took it into her mouth, causing Frank's breathing to become heavy.

Teresa licked and sucked his penis, sending waves of pleasure through him. Frank couldn't hold back any longer and pushed Teresa down on the bed. His tone was harsh, "You just can't wait to get fucked, can you? Coming to me dressed like this?"

Teresa's back hit the bed, and she whimpered, "Frank, I only want to make love with you. Don't you like how I'm dressed?"

Frank's eyes darkened, and he inserted his fingers into her wetness without hesitation. Feeling how wet she was, he sneered, "Don't act so devoted. You'd do this with any man, wouldn't you?"

Without waiting for her response, Frank spread her legs and entered her without any foreplay. Teresa's vagina wasn't fully prepared, and with Frank's large size, she felt a painful stretch. But as Frank started moving, the pain turned into pleasure, and Teresa couldn't help but moan.

The bed shook violently, the sounds of their moans and heavy breathing filling the room. Nearing his climax, Frank pulled out and ejaculated on Teresa's face. She was still flushed from her orgasm, her tongue unconsciously licking the semen from her lips.

Afterwards, Frank's eyes cleared, and he realized what he had done with Teresa. He felt like he had been struck by lightning.

"Frank," Teresa began, but Frank grabbed her by the throat, "Did you drug me?"

Otherwise, why would he have been so easily seduced? How could he pursue Maria now?

Teresa was startled, her eyes rolling back as she struggled to speak, "I didn't."

"Impossible," Frank muttered, unable to believe it was his own doing. Seeing Teresa about to pass out, he released her, his gaze icy, "This never happened. Understand?"

Teresa, still shaken, nodded reluctantly.

Frank looked at her with disgust, his voice cold, "Get dressed and get out."

Teresa struggled to get off the bed, almost falling. She instinctively reached for Frank, but he avoided her like she was something filthy.

Feeling hurt, Teresa bit her lip, dressed, and looked at Frank, wanting to say something. But his cold, emotionless eyes froze her.

Teresa left in a hurry, feeling humiliated. She truly liked Frank; otherwise, she wouldn't have given up a great job abroad to follow him back, trying to win his favor. Even this encounter was her attempt to please him, and she had used some tricks.

Wiping away her tears, Teresa cleaned the semen from her face with a tissue. She wouldn't give up. Frank had already slept with her once; she believed he would eventually fall for her.

But thinking of Maria, the woman Frank was always thinking about, a fierce look flashed in Teresa's eyes.

Meanwhile, Maria had just returned to her apartment complex. It was already ten at night, and the living room light was still on. Maria felt a warmth in her heart, knowing the light was left on for her.