Regretful Love

In the Rose Hotel, Carolyn was experiencing dizziness, a throbbing headache, and a complete lack of energy as she lay on a large bed, feeling hot and restless. She distinctly remembered being with her good friend Hannah at the graduation party, so how did she suddenly find herself in this dim and unfamiliar room? Carolyn braced her feeble body to touch her phone when the door was suddenly opened and a brief beam of light shone in. Before she could see the face of the person coming, the door closed and plunged into dimness again.

"Who are you?" Her breath was faint and she asked alertly, her body getting hotter and hotter.

The tall man remained silent, staring intently at her, his eyes filled with confusion and indecipherable emotions. After a moment of internal struggle, the man removed his clothes and pressed himself against her.

Carolyn panicked and tried to struggle, but she couldn't muster any strength. However, when the man's icy-cold skin touched her, she unexpectedly found it comforting, relieving the discomfort caused by the heat. Her momentary lapse in consciousness alleviated a large portion of the man's concerns. His icy-cold hand gently caressed down her face, and when he reached her soft chest, he couldn't resist any longer. He removed her top and began to kiss her. Startled, Carolyn realized what was happening and fearfully protected her chest. "Stay away! Don't touch me! Help!" Without the strength to struggle, she could only scream, but her voice was feeble, barely audible. Her rationality told her she had to push this man away. She had a boyfriend and couldn't allow herself to be violated in such confusion.

The man paused for a moment, looking at the girl beneath him, who was being tormented by aphrodisiacs. His uncontrollable desire took over, and he chose to remove her skirt and panties. He thrust his waist forward, fully possessing her. The pain of her ruptured hymen made Carolyn frown and let out a scream. She had never experienced sex before and thought it would be even more painful, but she was surprised by the man's gentle movements. He only accelerated after she adjusted. The pleasure of her body and the resistance in her heart tortured Carolyn, causing her to fluctuate between clarity and indulgence. When she was clear-headed, she pushed away and bit the man who was penetrating her, clenching her teeth to suppress any lascivious moans.

In the early morning, the harsh sunlight shone in through the gap of the curtain. Carolyn opened her eyes, her head was still a little dizzy, moved her body and found that it was sore, instantly her memory returned, last night she was violated! The pain and pleasure was so real. Carolyn jerked up and saw that there were multiple hickeys on her body and her first marks were left on the bed sheets.

Carolyn didn't notice the sound of the water that had been on in the bathroom, which suddenly stopped at this moment. She wrapped up the blanket in horror and grabbed the lamp on the bedside table. The man pulled open the bathroom door and wore a white bathrobe from the hotel, droplets of water from his hair dripping on his half-exposed hard, firm chest.

"You bastard!" Carolyn shouted angrily and smashed the desk lamp in her hand at the man.

The man easily dodged it with just one side step. Carolyn looked around and tried to find another weapon.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be you." The man's voice was calm and slightly apologetic.

Hearing this, Carolyn calmed down and only then did she recognize that the person in front of her was her boyfriend Herbert's little uncle Ellis Campbell! Carolyn had only met Campbell a few times at the Logan family's banquet, and had politely called out "Little Uncle" a few times, the two were not familiar.