Chapter 20 Who Is Coveting My Lover (Part One)

Inside the presidential suite, there was a big room, with a master bedroom and a living room in it. Marilyn didn’t want to look around the living room and went straight to the bedroom. In the bedroom, kingsize’s big bed was covered with light blue quilts, and there were also rose petals on the bed. The whole room was full of mysterious fragrance, which has a sedative effect. Marilyn liked the smell very much. Without hesitation, she fell on the bed and even didn’t change her clothes. "You are back?" All of a sudden, she heard a man’s voice. She didn’t even notice that a man was in the room because of alcohol and fatigue. She was frightened by Ethan who was walking from the living room to the bedroom door. Ethan looked fatigued even if he was still in his suit. In fact, he had just come here when he finished his work. He drove all night to see her. Knowing what had happened to her in the daytime, he wanted to see if she was hurt. If there was, he was willing to comfort her, if not, he also wanted to see how a strong woman like her would look like. Marilyn had just drunk too much. "Why are you here?" When she asked, she staggered. As soon as Ethan was about to hold her, she fell on the comfortable big bed. The bed was so soft that Marilyn didn’t want to stand up anymore and fell down directly. As soon as she lay down on the bed, her strong tiredness, like a rising tide of sea water, eroded her bit by bit. Marilyn was too lazy to struggle. She just let herself completely relax on the bed. It was obvious that Ethan found this woman who was unguarded. Ethan felt she was funny. He was a man, but she was not on guard at all when he appeared in her room, and she even directly went to bed. Besides, he felt a little embarrassed. He had come here from far away like a young man who had done all those crazy things just in order to see his sweetheart. However, the girl didn’t seem to appreciate him at all. He coughed intentionally, in order to cover up the embarrassment, and to make Marilyn realize that he was still in the room. With a frown, she was upset again. She just wanted to have a rest in her free time. Before opening her eyes, she took a look at Ethan. A few strands of her disordered hair were on her face. At the moment, Marilyn looked like a kitten. She looked at Ethan, waiting for his answer. Seeing her sleepy and sexy look, Ethan walked to the bedside and sat there. He reached out and smoothed her hair from her face to see her clearly. Her face was flushed as red as a rose because she drunk, which made the man in front of her get more and more obsessed. He didn’t directly answer her question, "Are you sleepy?" His voice was so charming in the dark that it almost gave her an illusion. Marilyn nodded, and then hummed. But the sound was faint and weak, as if it was from the throat. It was more like a murmur. And it was more like a scream of some reason, making Ethan capricious. In a flash, she felt she had returned to those nights. Sometimes she thought that she couldn’t remember those nights, and she felt that she had forgotten them. However, as long as there was a little thinking, both her spiritual memory and physical memory would be lit immediately, and then they would be burning with fire. "Go to sleep," he said, trying to control his impulse He said while fondling her head. His voice was even lower, as if trying to suppress something. Marilyn was puzzled. She tried to think about it in her mind. She was drunk and slowly came to her senses. She realized that the only reason why he was here was because he had given her a room card and opened this room. "Oh, it’s you." She said directly. "It was you who booked the room. Did you ask someone to give me the room card?" Stan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hum." The man gave a simple answer to her Marilyn asked. "But why?" Actually, she really wanted to know the reason, but the effect of alcohol made her unable to focus on thinking. Her mind was getting heavier and heavier, and Ethan’s voice getting farther and farther. However, She could hear it, but it seemed that it was covered with several layers of gauze. Even the question she asked was said in a lower voice. In fact, in Marilyn’s side, the onlookers didn’t care at all; but in Ethan’s side, he care it. He had kept asking himself why. At first, he was curious about her. Then, he resisted. But in the end, he still couldn’t persuade himself to accept the reason. He was curious about the woman in the corridor that night and what kind of body could make him so satisfied. Although he was drugged with philter that night, he was very sober. He deeply remembered that when he entered the body of that woman, she was shivering. At that time, Ethan was very kind to Marilyn. He tried his best to control himself not to hurt the woman. After that night, he had a dream about her, so he just tried his best to find out who the woman was. When he saw her later, he was attracted by her. He didn’t know if he should touch this woman. Is it right? In fact, Ethan had a kind of feeling for her in the first sight they met, but the doctor said that if he didn’t save her, she would die. Whether the doctor said that he was a gentleman who saved her life or not. Anyway, she had been deeply involved in their relationship since they they met in the second time. What’s more, it was Ethan who had looked for many years. Ethan liked the feeling, so he didn’t prevent himself from meeting this woman for too long. If he couldn’t resist her, then just accept her.