Chapter 264: 264 A Rough Day

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It took all her energy to drag Alvin behind the couch before Anya lay on the floor next to him. She breathed heavily to catch her breath.

'Click.'

As soon as she heard the door unlock, she pressed her mouth with her palm and held her breath to avoid making any kind of noise and catch their attention. She prayed for the men to leave without looking behind the couch.

Her eyes widened when she heard Alvin take a sharp breath, hardly coming to consciousness. Shifting closer to him, she pressed her other hand to his mouth and nose.

The bright lights in the room switched on, blinding her sight. The footsteps and the voice of the men resounded in the quiet room, skyrocketing her heartbeats. Anya could hear her heartbeat so loud in her ears that she doubted they might hear it too.

The nervousness started making her dizzy, she closed her eyes and started chanting in her mind as if it could work and put her at ease, 'Leave, please leave. Don't notice us… Please please…'

Suddenly the footsteps halted. She heard a man say, "Let's check in another room."

Her eyes shot open as the room submerged in the darkness. She heard the two persons' footsteps fade away and the door closed before she breathed in relief. Unconsciously she rested her head on his chest.

The loud thumping noise in her ear startled her for a moment and looked at Alvin's face. The only source of light in the room was small LEDs on the walls. Straining her eyes, she could make out tiny beads of sweat on his forehead as he struggled to pull his tie away.

Assuming it might be the reason for his suffocation, she sat up and stopped him from tugging at his tie. She easily untied the tie and tried to make him sit. It was harder than she thought. She was breathless by the time she leaned him against the wall.

Seeing him in no position to stand and the people outside looking for him, Anya knew it wasn't safe to take him out. How to sober him up fast?

Krystle always dozed off after speaking random stuff with her. 'Will a nap do the work?' she couldn't go to the pharmacy to get any medication by leaving him in such a state.

Nove l B(in).C OM

She was cluelessly thinking when she heard him groan, shifting uncomfortably. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?... I will bring you to the doc…" But she didn't even know how to exit from there without being noticed by those men and Flora.

'Water!?' Anya got up and rushed out. She found a waiter, took a water bottle, and returned to the room, looking at the door number of each room.

Sneaking inside when nobody was in the lobby, she gasped when Alvin appeared in front of her at the door. She supported him to walk to the couch with her hand around his waist and his hand around her shoulder.

Alvin's body knew what it wanted, feeling the smooth skin under his hand and her tight hold around his waist. However, he refused to lose. His barely conscious mind was aware he was drugged. He never felt all that whenever he was dead drunk.

So reluctant to lose to his father's autocracy, he pushed her away and yelled at her, "Get away."

Unfortunately, she didn't understand his intention or the situation. She stumbled on her footing and fell on the couch with her arm still around his waist.

Lying on the pulpous body, intoxicated Alvin groaned in euphoric pleasure when his body rubbed over her soft peaks, his lower body between her legs, awakening his primal urge to the uncontrollable ridge.

Anya was alarmed, she used her all strength to push him away with instincts. "Alvin… Get off… Alvin…"

His face buried in her neck and made her freeze like a wooden log. His hand ran down her face and rested on her cheek. He caressed her cheek as his lower body rubbed over her desperate to release the tension of his body. Both felt frightfully wrong.

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Her eyes filled up, unable to move his body, she started shaking when his lips burned on the skin under her ear as he purred, "Little Donut…"

Anya: "..."

If he knew it was her, why was he doing that to her? However, she ended up responding with a questioning hum filled with terror, "Ahh?"

"Help…"

Anya: "..."

? She doubted if she heard him right. Even if she did, she didn't know what he was asking.

"Help…" His voice barely reached her ears.

Anya tried hard to gather her courage and strength. She pushed him hard to move him aside as she agreed in a struggling voice, "Okay, I will help you. Get off of me fir…"

The next second she knew was his lips were latched on hers and the tearing sound of cloth filled the room. Anya was so shocked that she lay there like a lifeless rock, unable to comprehend anything that was happening.

Her eyes stung blurring her vision to the man who was too close to anybody ever could be. Rather than the warmth from his body, her gooseflesh rose to the temperature of the room.

A sharp sting from her lips woke her from the shock. She started hitting him, pushing him while her tongue tasted the blood and alcohol. Her tears rolled her eyes, her words buried into her throat. The scorching burn started from her lungs to the throat then she felt everything spin in front of her eyes.

Just when she assumed she was fainting and everything turning dark, she gasped and shrieked with the unbearable burst of pain that shot between her legs to the toes and her brain, ripping her body apart.

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She didn't know how long she hit him, cried until she couldn't utter a word, tears flowed without stopping, the pain left her paralyzed, lying like a lifeless body.

When he had finally stopped by losing consciousness, she still couldn't think or feel anything other than pain. Her body sensed nothing but the pain that wracked her body, burned her throat, and shook from the torment.

It had been a long time since she finally heard her mobile ring the Nth time. Moving him and rolling on the floor took her a great deal of pain and energy.

Crawling to reach her bag, she checked through her dead eyes that the calls were from her classmates. The person she wanted was Krystle. She called her number, struggling to say a word. "Help…"

Krystle, who had asked her not to go out, panicked hearing her voice. She started running out as soon as a word slipped Anya's lips. "Where are you? Annie, send me your location. Are you listening to me?"

Anya managed to respond and send her location with the room number. She looked at her torn summer dress and added she needed clothes.

Covering herself in Alvin's jacket, shivering like a leaf, she had kept her eyes wide open. As soon as the door opened and Krystle came into her sight, everything blurred and became dark.

When she opened it again, it was the middle of the night for a mere second before losing consciousness. She woke up the next day with a burning fever. After a few arguments with Krystle, she fainted again.

———— Present ————

Alvin was sitting in front of her, frozen like a rock mountain. He stared at her, he had many things to ask and tell, blame himself but he just stared at her who was hugging her knees and forcing a fake smile.

How could he ask for her help when he identified her as Little Donut.

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'Help?' It clearly wasn't called a help but an outrageous violation. He assaulted her in the most frightful, disrespectful way.

Anya rested her chin on her knees as the moisture in her eyes dried. She added after a sigh. "So Krystle despises everyone related to you. She also hates me for not filing a complaint against you."

Alvin's hand raised to caress her head before he stood up and looked away. His fingers curled into a tight fist.

Who is responsible for her pain?

Gianna Sallow for planning everything?

Flora Dalton for drugging him successfully?

Anya for her ill fate?

But he blamed himself. He should have pushed her far away as soon as he identified her.

He faked checking the time on his wristwatch and lied, "I have a meeting." His voice was stiff. "You should rest."

Anya: "..."

Anya tried to hold him but he walked away so quickly that he vanished from her sight. If he believed her, he would need time to accept it. Anya decided to give him that time and returned to Zane's room.

Zane was busy with his work. She corrected her mood and stood beside him, "Baby, time to bed."

Zane glanced at her and pointed to a page, "Momma, I will finish this last page real quick."

Anya hummed as she kissed the side of his forehead, wrapping her arms in a gentle hug. Somehow the pain feels nothing whenever her eyes fall on her dear baby. He was her blessing from every unfortunate event.

Zane whined when his mother didn't let go of him, "Momma, I can't write like this."

Anya chuckled as she let go of him. Carefully opening the balcony window, she stood in the cold to clear her mind and get over everything.

Her son caught her presence outside and closed his books without completing. Tugging her inside, he closed the door and grumpily stared at her.

His gaze spoke several words he would have said if she wasn't a mother. 'Are you a fool? Who stands in the cold wearing a night dress? Don't come to me with a runny nose.'

Anya smiled at her thoughts and scooped him into her arms. She requested with a cute pitiful face, "Baby, please don't grow up so fast." She didn't want him to become a big boy who wouldn't let her hug him or play with him.

Zane: "..."

And he wanted to grow up fast. He wanted to take care of his mother and hold his father upside down.

"Momma, let's go to bed." He solemnly said without offering any comforting word to his mother.

Anya sulked until she heard him sigh and reason with her, "Momma, biologically it's impossible as I am healthy."

She burst into laughter and cuddled him to sleep. There was a smile on her face when she dozed off. Smile for having her little adorable son and for finally speaking of her fear with Alvin.

Despite having a rough day, she had a beautiful dream of living in a surreal house with Alvin, Zane, and a pretty girl.

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