Louie's right hand rested on the steering wheel, left hand holding a cigarette, as he glanced at Bella, who was continuously vomiting by the roadside. Only when Bella seemed to have vomited comfortably did Louie take out a tissue and hand it to her. Bella wiped the corners of her mouth, looking at Louie.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Louie asked strangely.
"No, I feel like you're a very strange person. Although you do things carefully, why intentionally let everyone misunderstand you," Bella, who had never drunk so much before, expressed her doubts with a touch of intoxication.
"You're drunk. I think I should take you home," Louie started the Chevrolet, not intending to continue the conversation with Bella.
Bella's vermilion lips trembled, wanting to ask more, but seeing Louie's expressionless face, she fell silent again. At this moment, she felt her heart beating rapidly, a burning sensation spreading throughout her body. In all these years, she had never felt so infatuated with a man.
Louie drove fast, maneuvering the white Chevrolet through the traffic, leaving one car after another behind. Suddenly, a truck ahead unexpectedly made a U-turn, blocking the street. The cars behind the truck slammed on their brakes, creating a screeching noise.
Louie drove the Chevrolet at an extreme speed. When he saw the truck blocking the road and tried to brake urgently, it was already too late. Bella let out a scream, instinctively grabbing Louie's shoulder. A faint smirk appeared on Louie's lips. He swiftly pressed the accelerator with his right foot and skillfully turned the steering wheel with both hands. The Chevrolet made a sharp turn, passing through a gap that seemed only wide enough for one car. Just as it avoided the truck, the Chevrolet's rear end almost touched the truck, leaving only centimeters between the two vehicles. The truck driver, frightened, slammed on the brakes, panting heavily.
Louie always had a cold smile on his face, showing no signs of panic. He continued driving far away before stopping on the side of the road. Bella had been holding onto Louie's arm all this time, and even when the car stopped, she clung tightly to him. Louie patted Bella's hand holding his shoulder jokingly, saying, "Don't grab on like that. You'll tear my clothes if you keep grabbing."
Suddenly, Bella wrapped both hands around Louie and hugged him tightly.
"Let me make it clear beforehand; if you want to vomit, you must not vomit on me. This is the only set of clothes I have. If you vomit on me, I'll have to dry clean it. Bella, you shouldn't be harboring any improper thoughts about me, trying to take advantage of me. You should know that I have principles, not like what you imagine." Louie intended to lighten the mood, even though he wasn't scared himself. However, Bella's embrace only tightened. Bella's tender, white hands embraced Louie's back, her full chest pressed tightly against Louie's chest. Her long, black hair, scattered provocatively, emitted a tempting fragrance. What was more dangerous was Bella's own scent, wafting from her slender neck, making Louie feel a sudden dizziness.
Already stimulated by alcohol, Louie's body, touched by Bella's teenage elasticity, grew even hotter. Louie had not been with a woman for quite some time, and the fiery desire within him was now ignited by Bella. At this moment, Bella happened to lift her head, gazing at Louie with a look of intoxication and admiration.
Boom!
Louie chuckled, his head buzzing, as he suddenly embraced Bella, pressing his lips firmly against her luscious ones. Through Bella's thin clothes, Louie's hands felt the elastic sensation of her skin. Bella's entire body was ablaze; her lips were conquered by Louie's greediness. The untouched territory that had never been claimed by a man was now easily taken over tonight. She was powerless to resist, her body as soft as cotton. A rosy blush adorned her cheeks, and a warm sensation coursed through her, spreading from her lips to her heart. The longing for affectionate touches had been completely unleashed in that moment.
Louie lifted Bella, placing her on his lap, both hands tightly gripping her tender waist as he indulged in wild kisses. From the voluptuous buttocks to the fiery heat in his heart, Bella clung even tighter to Louie, her hips moving continuously, savoring the pleasure from the friction.
Louie's hands slid forward from Bella's waist, the inner fire urging Louie's hands toward the most coveted area. Just as Louie's hands were about to reach down from Bella's lower abdomen, sudden music interrupted the intimate moment. Bella hastily returned to the passenger seat, retrieving her phone from her bag.
"I'll be back soon; I was just having drinks with a client. Oh, Mom, don't worry, my supervisor is with me. Right now, he's driving me home, and I should be home in about an hour. Mom, go to sleep; you don't need to leave me food. I've already eaten." As Bella hung up the phone, Louie had already opened the car door and stepped out. He lit a cigarette, leaning against the car door, taking deep drags.
After finishing the call, Bella also got out of the car. She approached Louie, half-sober now, but the rosy glow hadn't completely faded.
"Supervisor, I..." Bella wanted to explain, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Bella, remember for next time, never drink so much," Louie resumed his usual tone, with a sly look fixed on Bella's bosom. "Next time, you might not be so lucky. Well, you know, men are creatures who think with their lower parts, especially when faced with a beautiful woman. If you try to seduce me again next time, please find a room. It's not proper to do these things outside, don't you think?"
"You... you pervert, you rogue! I don't want to see you again," Bella blushed deeply, a mix of embarrassment and anger. She lifted her right foot and stomped fiercely on Louie's right foot. Then, she turned around, hurriedly returning to the car door. "Take me home."
Louie grinned, tossing the half-smoked cigarette to the ground. He opened the car door, seeing Bella pouting with her pink lips, and said, "Bella, be careful not to end up unmarried." He chuckled and sat back in his seat.
"It's none of your business. That's my own business," Bella huffed.
Louie could only smile wryly, "I know. I shouldn't have meddled so much." He started the car while Bella turned her head to look at the night scene outside.
When the car arrived at Bella's apartment building, she had already opened the car door, ready to get out. However, she turned around, sounding apologetic, "Is your foot okay?"
"What do you think? With your strength, you'd need a lot more force to hurt my foot. Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."
"Humph, maybe I stepped too lightly. It serves you right." Bella, with an irritated expression, opened the car door and walked into the building without turning her head.
After Bella entered the building, Louie grinned and muttered to himself, "Light? Any heavier, and my foot would be ruined. I don't even know how it got hurt." He sighed, "Nowadays, girls are so unpredictable. Earth is indeed too dangerous. If there's a chance, I should consider moving to Mars."