It was only at this point that Bella fully understood what he meant to be careful of causing herself trouble, she had been made a mess by Kevin.
“I beg you. Will you take me up?”
Kevin showed a winning smile and nodded generously, “OK, I actually can’t bear to bully a stupid woman who can’t swim.”
He brought her to the handrail of the pool and instructed her, “I’ll go up first, and you don’t move here.”
Bella was worried that he was playing some trick again, and looked askance, “Don’t expect me to be at your mercy at this point.”
“Don’t you dare try moving? Do you believe I’m going to kick you down again?”
What a sin! How could such an elegant woman meet such a savage man?
“Okay, hurry up.”
She had to surrender in the pool.
Kevin took the towel brought by the waiter and dried off the water on his body, then turned around and went to the changing room to change clothes.
Bella saw him go, and stepped on the handrail to go up, but she suddenly found that the clothes she was wearing were quite transparent after being soaked with water, and her underwear could almost be seen clearly. So she suddenly sank into the water again, and then didn’t dare to take the risk of going up.
Waiting for about ten minutes, Kevin came back neatly dressed, with a jacket on the arm, and walked up to Bella, extended his hand, “Come up.”
Bella grabbed his hand and pulled up by him. Swiftly, Kevin wrapped his jacket around her body.
She looked up at him in surprise, confused by his thoughtful action. In Bella’s perception, Kevin was definitely not someone who would think of her.
“You guys have fun. I’m leaving.”
Kevin waved at a few of his friends and held Bella’s shoulders out of the pool.
Behind him was Roman’s dissatisfied voice, “Hey, Kevin, you won’t put love before friendship, right? You said you’ll go to the pub together later…”
Their voices gradually disappeared, and Bella followed Kevin to the VIP suite on the third floor.
Sitting on the sofa, she didn’t dare to move. The clothes on her body were sticky and wet, plastered on her fair skin.
“Put this on first, I’ll take you shopping for clothes tomorrow.”
Kevin threw over one of his white shirts of the finest quality, touching soft and smooth.
Bella went to the bathroom and took a hot shower, then stood next to the mirror and took stock of her body. He was picky about such a perfect body. Either he didn’t appreciate it, or he was blind….
She comforted herself.
Kevin’s physique was quite robust, so the shirt was also quite wide, while the Bella’s body was not petite and exquisite, nor was it plump and fleshy, but was tall and perfectly proportioned. So it fitted quite well on her, like a loose pajama, just covering the root of the thigh. She looked sexy and charming through the open buttons of her shirt.
She went out when Kevin was sitting on the sofa to watch the European and American horror movie Dawn of the Living Dead. He was so freak, even watching those disgusting and horrifying zombie movie.
“Do you have any water? I’m thirsty.”
Kevin looked at her and was enthralled by her. He never knew women could look so sexy in a man’s shirt, preferring to believe that it was a normal visual sense, and refusing to admit that Bella actually had a good figure.
“In the fridge. Help yourself.”
Bella walked over elegantly, took two bottles of herbal tea, and walked back gracefully, “Here you go.”
Kevin stared at her slender white legs, looked upward at her open collar, but he didn’t even realize that his Adam’s apple was quivering, and took the drink from her hand, “Thank you.”
Males tended to obey their sexual impulse. Even the misogynist Kevin was no exception, who was usually rude and rude, but became polite when seeing a woman’s sexy body.
It was already 2:00 a. m., Bella wasn’t sleepy. With a person like Kevin, even her routine slowly changed. She never stayed up late before, but now, also become a night owl.
Holding herbal tea in her hand, she walked back and forth in the living room, enjoying the famous places and historic sites of various countries hanging on the walls. Her favorite place was Paris, France. That city always gave people a lot of longing.
Although she didn’t believe in love, and didn’t expect to have romantic love, occasionally she also fantasized being held by the hand of her beloved in beautiful Paris, walking along the streets surrounded by sycamore trees to a place called forever….
“Can you stop walking in front of my eyes all the time?”
Kevin finally couldn’t endure the visual impact and protested out loud.
Bella blinked innocently, “I’m not in front of your eyes. The TV is there, but I’m right here. How come I’m in your way?”
He was embarrassed, “I like quiet. Can I settle down to watch a movie when you keep walking around like this?”
“Is it really the sound of my footsteps or my boobless figure that disturbs you?”
Bella walked to him and sat down, questioning him leisurely.
Kevin replied with a twinkle in his eye, “Of course it’s the footsteps. I don’t even bother to look at your boobless body.”
“Really?”
She moved a little closer to him, “Didn’t you really look at it? Have you been looking at it a lot already?”
“Can’t you be a little more reserved as a teacher? Who did you learn that from when you don’t go to bed in the middle of the night and hang around in front of men?”
“I’m self-taught.”
Bella smiled brightly, showing her white shell teeth, and Kevin was enchanted again. He got up in frustration, took some beer out of the fridge, and drank it in annoyance.
“Do you know you’re committing chronic suicide?”
Bella lay down on the back of the couch and reminded.
“It’s none of your business!”
Kevin glared at her and continued to drink his beer.
“Hey well, it’s better to die with you than to watch you kill yourself.”
She picked up a bottle of beer and drank it as well.
After a long time, she became fuzzy. During this time neither of them spoke. They were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Bella fell into Kevin’s arms and murmured, “I’m going to sleep. Good night…”
Kevin gazed at her beautiful face, only to feel his throat dry. With the effects of alcohol, he suddenly lost control and leaned in to kiss her.
The confused Bella mumbled, “It’s so hot.”
She still closed her eyes, but her body was incredibly awake.
Kevin’s breathing was getting heavier. The air circulated with an erotic scent, but at the critical moment….
Bang, Kevin was totally drunk and fell headlong onto the floor.
In the early morning, when Bella woke up and found herself was lying on the floor, Kevin lying next to her, hands tightly in her waist. She was startled for a while, did not scream, but very calmly woke up him, “Do you want to strangle me?”.
Kevin was stunned and didn’t respond, and then he retracted his hand and was too embarrassed to say anything.
“What did you do to me last night?”
Bella sat up with a wary face and questioned.
“I didn’t do anything.”
In fact, Kevin was impressed. He remembered that he seemed to have kissed her and wanted to make further moves, but it was unknown if he went further afterwards.
“Didn’t you do anything? Then why was your hand on me?” Bella looked at his hand meaningfully.
“It’s probably misplaced.”
Well, Bella snorted, “Misplaced…”
She was too embarrassed to go on.
Kevin was forced by her and said anxiously, “You grabbed my hand on your body. I did not expect that you are so demure but are so open after drinking. You are longing for me so much. I am a man. Even if I hate women, I still have a instinctive reaction, not to mention that I was drunk last night.”
Bella didn’t think he not only did not admit that he had done a bad thing, but also put the blame on her. He used such obscene words to describe her – being coquettish.
It wasn’t tolerable. She reached out and grabbed his neck from behind and pressed on him, choking him with rage, “I’ll choke you to death!”
Kevin threw her off almost effortlessly and said, “Do you think I’ve wronged you?”
He took out his phone and played the recording, and soon, a soft voice came from it, “Give me, give me, give me…”
Bella was so ashamed. How could she say such a thing? She felts so embarrassed. She got up on and rushed into the bedroom, slamming the door and falling headlong onto the bed….
Kevin smiled treacherously. In fact, there was a sentence behind the recording he played just now. It was promptly turned off by him. Now that stupid woman was no longer here, so he pressed play again, “Give me, give me the beer.”
It turned out that she had been tricked again. Last night Bella was so drunk, but still yelled for a drink. Kevin refused to give it to her, so he drank the rest of the beer all by himself.
The reason for the recording was just to frustrate her. Judging from her reaction just now, he seemed to be quite successful with this move.