Evil Awe-Inspiring

Chapter 113: Virgin

Translator: Lionwwang Editor: Lionwwang

The structure of human brain is really complicated. And the mind is not controlled by man himself.

Since I came up with that inexplicable idea, although instinctively forbidding myself to think in that way, the idea in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

How will Juan treat me?

Leave me, and he will bear the cost of losing everything, even his life, when things are exposed!

So, what can he do? Kill me?

Suddenly I’m laughing, laughing uglier than crying. The complexity of my mind at the moment is beyond words to describe. Juan will harm me? Or will he help me?

These two questions go round and round in my mind, causing my brain to ache.

I can’t think about it, and I shouldn’t think about it.

Because he’s Juan! He used to take good care of me, and treated me well before! He used to be my eldest brother!

The newspaper in my hand has been pinched into a ball, and under my irritation, I take out cigarettes and smoke them one by one. Dorra is sitting aside and watching me becoming more and more irritable, but she dares not to speak anything.

Finally, I look out at the sky outside the window and sigh.

Anyway, just let it be.

“What would you like to eat at night?” I stand up, ready to go out.

“Up to you.” Dorra whispers, “I’ll eat whatever you eat.”

I nod and go out to a small food shop at the left intersection of the hotel to buy some food. I have looked at the shop during the day and buy a bottle of beer along the way. When I return to the room, I find nobody in the room, and there is a loud sound of water in the bathroom. Dorra seems to be taking the bath.

I frown. Quickly clear up the only table in the room, then lay the beer and foods down, pour myself a glass of beer and drink it in one breathe. The bitter beer stimulates my taste buds. A pleasant feeling is rushing to the head. I’m sighing and grinning suddenly.

To tell the truth, I don’t know what I’m laughing at, but I just think it’s ridiculous.

Don’t know how long time it has taken, it’s already completely dark outside. I look at the time. She has been in the bathroom for at least an hour. I think about it and shouting: “You’d better faster. Hot water is limited in time!”

Dorra responds vaguely in the bathroom.

I turn on the TV casually, but this shit hotel is not equipped with cable TV, so I can only watch the news channel.

It’s so dull and I almost lose my mind. Suddenly, I hear the door of the bathroom sounds softly, illuminated by the light in the room. A figure is coming out slowly.

Dorra’s long, wet hairs are hanging over her shoulders, her beautiful face is still wet, her cheeks are steaming red, her eyes are full of the shyness, one hand to the wall, and the other hand is holding a bath towel tightly in front of her chest.

All over her body is wrapped with this bath towel only. A pair of round shoulders like jade, the belly of a girl like a swan, with the beautiful curve. Under the bath towel, I can vaguely see that well-developed breast. The hem of the bath towel is just on her thigh. Against the snow-white bath towel, the delicate curves of the girl’s legs are perfectly displayed in front of my eyes. They are straight and round. She also has plump and elastic calf belly, and the round and small ankles.

She is standing barefoot in front of me, with her head hanging slightly. Her eyes are bright, with a little girl’s shyness. She’s summonning up the courages to look at me directly.

To be honest, in such a moment, I am really confused.

She’s walking toward me slowly, with a very light pace, like stepping on cotton, and moving very slowly, but never stops!

She’s looking up into my eyes. At that moment, I’m really confused, asking: “What are you doing?”

She’s shaking her head and biting her lips lightly. Suddenly, she opens her hands and pulls off the bath towel. She’s immediately exposing the perfect nudity of the girl to my eyes and throwing herself into my arms.

I’m totally stunned!

Although it was only a very short moment for her to pull off her bath towel and plunge into my arms, the girl’s naked and beautiful body was startled in front of my eyes under the light. Instinctively, I’m feeling dryness in my throat, and my heartbeating is accelerating abruptly.

After she throws herself into my arms and immediately hugging me like an octopus, then closing her eyes and kissing me. On one side of my instinct, the girl’s lips are kissing me on the chin. Her wet hairs are sweeping my cheek.

Her hairs are cold and wet. Her lips are as hot as the fire!

The body in my arms is still shivering, as light as a feather, and in that shivering there with the excitement and a bit of panic. She’s trying her best to drill into my arms. At the same time, the delicate fragrance of that girl is also drilling into my nose, the girl’s red lips are rubbing on my face.

The lights are dim and the air in the room seems to condense. I’m stiff for ten seconds. Finally, when Dorra’s lips are finally touching my lips, I suddenly wake up. Then I’m reaching out my hands to grab her arms and pushing her away.

“What are you doing? Are you crazy?!” I’m shouting in a low voice, then pick up the towel on the floor with one hand, quickly cover on her shoulders, and then push her away.

She stubbornly wants to drill into my arms again and is pushed away by me coldly. This time, my strength is slightly stronger. She’s pushed down on the bed. The towel is scattered aside, and the girl’s perfect body is exposed to the light.

I take a breath and hurry over, pull the sheet to cover her, then stand up and look at her coldly: “What are you doing on earth?!”

She is stiffening for a while, then suddenly bursting into tears and squeezing the sheets, looking up at me and crying: “You… Why don’t you want me?”

I’m laughing angrily: “Then why do I need to want you?”

She’s hanging her head and dares not to look at me. She’s hesitating and shaking her head: “I don’t know… I’ve thought for a whole day that only by doing so can let me feel better… I don’t know. It’s a mess, but I’m only sure of one thing… I want to give myself to you!”

I take a deep breath and standing by the bed, staring at her: “Why?”

“No why, I just want to give you.” The girl is looking at me stubbornly.

I’m sneering: “What is it? Repay kindness? Guilty? Compensation?”

“All not!” She’s crying sadly. Looking at such a touching girl is crying like a child, with tears and runny nose, she’s saying, “I just want to give you… I just think you are so kind to me. Only by doing so can let me feel better. I can feel better!” At this point, she’s suddenly raising her head, biting her lips and staring at me. Some words are jumping out from her mouth, “Chen Yang, I love you!”

I’m laughing again and feeling helpless: “Do you understand what love is? You’re too young to say that word easily!”

Then I’m sitting at the end of the bed slowly, change a slightly softer tone, and say to her: “You really don’t have to do this… I know how your feeling now. You are feeling guilty because you think you hurt me and dragged me down. You want to compensate me. On the other hand, you are feeling very scared. When you meet such a big problem, you are very scared and depending on me in your heart. I can understand all this, all right? Don’t think about it anymore. It’s ridiculous. Just stop it.”

She’s wiping the tears and staring at me, asking quietly: “Do you dislike me? I’m still a virgin. This is my first time. Don’t lie to you, it’s true… Don’t you believe it?”

“I believe!” I smile and say in mild way, “You don’t have to prove you are a virgin or not. I’m just telling you that you don’t have to do that!”

I hesitate for a while, tentatively stretching out my hand and gently holding her shoulder, and murmuring: “I know you’re afraid now, a little confused, and you don’t know what to do in the future. I can understand all these. But you don’t have to do that.”

“But… But I love you…” The girl is crying again, as if wronged.

I shake my head and laugh bitterly: “OK, you’re not in love, you’re dependent.” Then I sigh, “Actually, I’m not good either. Yesterday, such a big thing happened. I’ve been in a bad mood, and I haven’t given you any good looks. You must be very upset. But I still need to say, you don’t have to do that!”

I stand up, go into the bathroom, take all the clothes she left and throw them on the bed. I say gently: “I’m going out for a cigarette now. When I come back, I hope you’ve dressedup, and then we take it never happened, OK?” After that, I stop talking, turn and walk out of the door.

Later all that night, she’s very silent, eyes have been looking at me. Where I go, there are her eyesights following. No matter I sit or lay down, her eyes are always on me, and even when I sleep at night and turn off the lights, I can still feel she is looking at me in another bed.

The next morning, when I get up, Dorra opens her eyes too. Her eyes are red and swollen, just like two peaches. Don’t know whether she has stayed up all night.

Without saying anything, I get out of bed and stretch out. I’ve been sleeping with my clothes for the past two days, and my body is somewhat shackled and uncomfortable. In fact, sleeping without undressing is a very uncomfortable thing.

Then I wait patiently until the appointed time yesterday before I dial the phone again. Dorra doesn’t speak anything, just watching me quietly.

The telephone rings three times and is connected.

Still the deep voice of the man: “Chen Yang?”

“It’s me.”

“Listen, have arranged. You just do what I say.”