In Alexander’s mind, after he laid Cassandra on the bed, all problems for tonight were resolved. The only task left for him was to deal with the disappointment of Cesilia leaving so abruptly.
Indeed, she said goodbye, but it felt too rushed, as if her job was the most important thing right now. There was not even a hint of consideration for her role as a wife.
Going back to the issue of Cassandra, Alexander couldn’t understand why he now felt drawn to her figure lying on the bed. The girl, after getting drunk, was unconscious, vomiting, and now, after two hours have passed, she could finally rest properly.
Just like yesterday, Alexander was forced to put his shirt on Cassandra. He couldn’t fathom what her mother was thinking, as there wasn’t a single piece of suitable clothing found in Cassandra’s suitcase.
Alexander was also surprised to find a bottle of wine in Cassandra’s luggage. He didn’t understand why she would hide the wine, but that wasn’t a concern for the moment. What’s clear is that Cassandra wouldn’t be bothering Alexander tonight since she had finished two bottles of alcohol.
Including one that was originally meant for stock in Jakarta, but Cassandra ended up consuming it all brutally. As a result, she was now unable to do anything. She couldn’t even move, let alone open her eyes.
“Why does it feel so uncomfortable like this?” Alexander tugged at his shirt collar, feeling sticky and sweaty despite the full AC in the room. He also felt a longing for something, but he didn’t understand what his body wanted. Alexander clenched his fists tightly, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling restless due to the strange symptoms he was experiencing.
The man occasionally stole glances at Cassandra, who was still lying on the bed. For some reason, he felt an urge to get close and embrace her tightly, enjoying every inch of his wife’s body.
Alexander didn’t understand where these feelings were coming from, but that’s what he wanted to do to Cassandra at the moment. However, he tried hard to push the thoughts away, reminding himself of his previous good relationship with Cesilia.
Alexander also assured himself that he could get through all of this without touching Cassandra. “I feel like I’ve experienced all this before,” Alexander complained, looking weakly at his phone. He was sure this had something to do with his mother, who suddenly wanted to order dinner for them.
“No doubt about it.” Alexander looked down at the fabric of his pants, unable to control himself, he winced. He felt a tightness down there. He also tried to regulate his breath and take deep breaths to return to normal.
However, all his efforts were in vain. He knew the effects of a drug wouldn’t go away without being released, so he decided to go to the bathroom. He wanted to cool himself under the shower until he calmed down completely, and his body was truly relaxed and ready for sleep.
Alexander let the cold water flow over his body, disregarding the late hour. His main goal was to rid himself of the effects of Meri’s betrayal.
It’s impossible to do it with Cesilia, of course, because his wife had flown to Jakarta. It’s also impossible to do it with Cassandra since the girl had been unconscious for a long time. Now, all that’s left are fragments of the drunken effects from earlier.
Cesilia is not much different from Alexander. She feels the same way. She’s restless and uncertain, experiencing strange sensations in her lower body. Earlier, she tried to provoke Alexander to satisfy her emotional needs.
However, Cesilia didn’t expect the side effects of canceling their intimacy to be so distressing for her. She repeatedly rubbed her face roughly, trying to eliminate the desire that she couldn’t control at the moment. She also glanced at Zian’s assistant, who was still dozing off next to her.
“Yes… Lord, how much longer until we reach Jakarta?” Cesilia tapped on the airplane window with her fingernails. She genuinely hoped the plane she was on would land safely, and perhaps after this, she would be the one to initiate playing with Maxime.
And as expected, once the plane landed, Cesilia hurriedly searched for Maxime, who was said to be waiting at the airport. Forcing a smile, Cesilia ran a bit, waving her hand and responding to Maxime’s wave.
“Welcome, my Queen.” Maxime immediately hugged Cesilia, holding her waist possessively, as if Cesilia belonged to him entirely. No one else had the right to approach that woman.
Cesilia returned Maxime’s embrace, getting closer as if to confirm Maxime’s desire. Luckily, she was wearing a mask, ensuring that no one recognized who she was at the moment.
“Hey, why are you in such a hurry?” Maxime was taken aback when Cesilia pulled him out of the airport quickly, even though her assistant was still dealing with her luggage.
But Cesilia seemed indifferent to her belongings and just wanted to get to the car with Maxime as soon as possible.
“Don’t talk too much, come on, and help me!” Cesilia demanded Maxime to speed up his pace.
The truth was, Cesilia’s feelings had consumed her for over two hours, and she could no longer hold back her desire. As a result, once they got into the car, Cesilia took off the jacket she was wearing.
She felt extremely warm at the moment. “What are you doing?” Maxime was now confused; usually, Cesilia played hard to get, but now she was removing her clothes without any persuasion.
“I don’t know, I also don’t understand what I’m feeling.” Cesilia fanned herself with her palm, hoping to alleviate the pain and discomfort she was experiencing.
But instead of diminishing, the sensations intensified when the cool air conditioning hit her smooth skin.
“Better you tell your assistant to go home with an online taxi. I need you.” Cesilia immediately pulled Maxime’s shirt collar.
“What do you mean? I don’t understand,” the man was really flustered because Cesilia suddenly appeared in a hurry. She dragged him into the car, and now she wants to make love in the car, with the driver right there.
“I don’t care. Just do it now!” Cesilia said, unable to wait until they reach a hotel or apartment.
So she hastily removed Maxime’s jacket. “Wait, my love. I know you miss me so much, but we can do it in a hotel, not here. Don’t you see the driver in front?”
“I don’t care, Maxime. Please, help me. I don’t understand what’s happening to me. I really want it, do it quickly or not at all!”
Maxime sighed deeply. He desired and adored Cesilia’s body, but doing it in front of the driver like this? Reluctantly, Maxime asked the driver to find the nearest hotel, not necessarily a five-star or luxurious one, as long as they could be alone in the room without anyone seeing them.
Eventually, the driver agreed and left Maxime’s assistant alone at the airport. Maxime followed Cesilia’s every wish while searching for accommodation. He also continued to touch Cesilia, calming his desires with small touches and gentle kisses on their lips.
Once they arrived at a cottage not far from the airport, Maxime took Cesilia there. They rented a room for a few hours, just until Cesilia got what she wanted. And as expected, as soon as they entered the room, Cesilia couldn’t hold back her desire any longer. What she had been holding back could finally be unleashed.
Maxime was very happy because usually it was challenging to get Cesilia to agree to such intimate encounters. He usually had to endure scolding and complaints from her first. Now, Cesilia was willingly taking the lead and pampering him. It was truly a very enjoyable night for him, and it was the first time Cesilia treated him as if he were her own husband.
Cesilia lay limp after fulfilling all the desires that had been building up inside her. Maxime smiled, seeing the woman he loved in such a vulnerable state in his embrace.
“I don’t understand what happened to you to make you come like this, but honestly, I prefer this side of Cesilia,” Maxime mused in his heart while caressing Cesilia’s cheek.
His gaze scanned every inch of Cesilia’s exhausted and helpless body after they had fulfilled their lovemaking. It was a satisfying and fulfilling moment for Maxime, no doubt.
Elsewhere, Meri is impatient. She paces around restlessly, waiting for news if Alexander and Casandra have finished eating the food she mixed with a certain drug.
She is also eager to hear Casandra’s story about whether she and Alexander successfully passed their first night. Meri mistakenly thinks that it was Alexander and Cesilia who enjoyed that dinner. Fortunately, Cesilia was asked by Maxime to return to Jakarta, while Alexander, to counteract the effects of the drug, stood under the shower for almost an hour to wash it away. As for Casandra, she got intoxicated and passed out after consuming two bottles of wine.
Luckily, Casandra didn’t touch any of the food, so there were no effects on her body from the drug. She was purely drunk from the wine’s effects.