Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
The paint on the parking space seemed different from the others. It looked like it had been given a new paint job.
Halston squatted and knocked on the ground, discovering that it was actually hollow. It felt more like a door.
“Damn it!” He frowned.
Without any hesitation, he stomped on the parking space.
After several attempts, the door collapsed, and a winding passageway that extended dozens of feet underground appeared before him.
Halston directly jumped in and started walking down the long, narrow path. He could vaguely hear a man’s sinister laughter.
“Hahaha! Don’t be afraid. The drug’s effects will kick in soon enough. You’ll start enjoying it. I dug this place six years ago, and I’ve done this to over a dozen girls. Nobody has ever caught me so far. We’re tucked away, safe and sound. Nobody will disturb us…”
The man saw Flossie’s body weakening, and her eyes filled with a look of desire. He figured that the drug was beginning to take effect, and he began untying her.
Since he was a repeat offender, he was completely confident in his actions. He didn’t even notice Halston sneaking up on him step by step.
He was completely focused on the alluring Flossie.
Flossie’s clothes were almost fully removed. Even the parts that shouldn’t be exposed were almost completely visible. She looked irresistibly salacious.
“Tsk, tsk. You’re out of this world. I wonder what Halston did in his past life to deserve such a huge blessing…”
The pervert was drooling while he prepared himself for the enjoyment ahead.
“You have a death wish!”
Before the pervert could touch Flossie, he was sent flying against the wall.
Crack!
The clear sound of bones cracking was audible.
“Y-You’re Halston Guajardos…” The pervert nearly peed in his pants. He looked at Halston in terror.
He didn’t think anyone could find such a hidden place. How did Halston find it?
Halston approached the pervert one step at a time and stepped on his head. “How dare you touch my woman?”
“N-No… I wouldn’t dare… Mr. Guajardo, please forgive me. I won’t do it again.
Please…” “Don’t worry. I’ll spare your insignificant life. I’ll give you a taste of hell on earth!” Halston stepped on the man’s head and pressed it into the mud.
The pervert didn’t dare fight back, and he soon passed out from fear…
Flossie was still lying on the cold mat. She was already untied, and her clothes were also loose. Her fair skin was slightly pinkish. She looked like the most enticing meal in the world.
Flossie wriggled her way to Halston and wrapped her arms around his legs. She then pressed her face against him. “Halston, you’re really here. Am I imagining things?”
Halston looked down confusedly at her. “You’ve been saved. Hurry up and put on your clothes. Stop messing around!”
He didn’t know that Flossie was under the drug’s influence and couldn’t think clearly. He also didn’t know that, from her perspective, he was the only cure for her burning passion.
“I haven’t been rescued yet. I feel awful. It’s so warm. You’re a good person. Help me all the way…” Flossie said while she stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“You’re my cure. I need you. You can’t leave me!” Her clothes fell to the ground. She was almost fully naked.
“Erk-hem!” Even if Halston had a lot of self-control, he couldn’t keep it together when he saw her like this.
He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. “Have you thought it through?” Flossie looked seductively at him while moving her lips close to his ear. “Of course, I’ve thought it through. I know what I’m doing. I need you…”
“Okay. Don’t regret this.” Halston directly picked Flossie up and brought her out of this dark, damp place…
The next day, the sun pierced through the curtains and against the large, white bed. Flossie woke up with a headache.
“Where am I?” She asked aloud before looking around. This place felt familiar yet foreign at the same time.
After a while, it hit her.
“Oh my god. Isn’t this Halston’s room? What am I doing here?”
She lived in this mansion for four entire years. She knew it inside and out.
Halston’s room was the only room she rarely entered. That’s why it felt relatively foreign.
“Damn it. What on earth happened last night? Didn’t I work late and go home after that? How…”
Flossie struck her own head repeatedly, but no matter how many times she tried, she just couldn’t recall what happened the night before.
This was when she heard a sound coming from the bathroom.
Halston walked out in a blue bathrobe and a blank expression on his face, his hair still dripping wet.
“You’re awake,” he said while he looked at the confused Flossie in bed.
“Uhh…” Seeing how calm Halston was, Flossie tried to calm herself down. She nodded stiffly. “Yeah!”
Halston brushed his fingers through his messy hair and walked up to Flossie. He looked down at her. “Since you’re awake, let’s talk. How do you plan to deal with this matter?”
Flossie was dumbfounded. She blinked several times before carefully asking, “W-What do you mean?”
Halston’s facial expression was cold. He looked Flossie up and down without revealing the contents of his mind.
Flossie was wearing a revealing silk pajama. She quickly covered her exposed skin with a blanket. “I can’t remember. Why don’t you give me a hint?” She asked carefully.
“Don’t you remember what you did to me?” Halston walked to the edge of the bed and asked in a deep voice, “Or are you pretending to forget so you wont be held accountable?”
“I honestly cant remember a thing. Show me the evidence. Don’t slander a good person!” At this moment, Flossie felt like a part of her memory had been erased. All she remembered was lending her phone to a guy after work ended. She genuinely couldn’t remember anything else that happened after that.
Which was why… She wasn’t sure if she had gone berserk and ‘bullied’ Halston last night.
She prayed she didn’t-otherwise, it’d be too embarrassing-and she would never have the courage to face him again!
“Of course I have proof… Open your eyes and take a good, long look!”
With that, Halston untied the bathrobe on him.
His skin was tanned, and his abs were moulded in the form of a chocolate bar. He looked like a European model.
Flossie gulped. She knew it wasn’t polite to stare, but she simply failed to tear her gaze away.
After that, she saw the solid ‘evidence’ on his skin that could be described as ‘horrendous.’
“That’s not all. There are some on my back too!” Halston said through clenched jaws before loosening the towel further and turning around.