She withdrew her foot. "No need, just minor scratches."
He was still pulling her foot, placing it on his lap. David dipped a cotton ball in the medicine and gently applied it to her. She was in so much pain that her brows furrowed, and she lowered her head and groaned.
"Are you in pain?"
"It's fine, it doesn't hurt much..."
She was stubborn again. He stooped, blowing at her feet. Then he raised his head again. "A little blowing won't hurt anymore."
Ella's heart softened. This man was so gentle like he was coaxing a child.
"Are you injured?" Ella asked.
"Not available."
"Lie, I'm injured, why don't you." Ella impatiently wanted to examine David's wounds. The two of them pushed back and forth.
In a moment of carelessness, Ella pinned David down on the bed, the towel wrapped around his waist falling. Her towels are also loosening.
So, the two of them, with male upper body and lower female posture, looked each other in the eye.
Ella's face was red, her heart was pounding.
And David was very relaxed, his eyes revealed a smile, bright, brilliant. He teased her. "Ella, you did it on purpose, right?"
"I... I don't have..."
She could swear, she just wanted to check his wound. All the things that had just happened, she did not know. The cause is 'bad luck'.
Ella was so embarrassed, that she reached for her towel. There was a wry smile on her face. "Just an accident."
"Right?" David narrowed his eyes, like a powerful leopard hunting his prey. With one flip, he pinned her under his body. "I love this accident."
Right after that, a kiss was placed on her lips. It was cold outside but the air inside was like a fire that burned both of them.
Ella struggled a bit at first but quickly fell into a strong but gentle kiss.
His tongue is too flexible, sometimes fast, sometimes to the left, to the right, making her unable to keep up, The kiss brings a warm temperature, extremely ecstatic, extremely powerful, and attractive, and Ella couldn't resist.
She felt so tense, every cell of her body was fluttering, screaming, her knees rubbing between his thighs, making it even harder for David to contain his urges. His hand touched her breast.
In Ella's head, a warning bell rang, hurriedly to stop his harassment, she gasped. "No, it can't be here..."
Although David didn't expect tonight to be their night, stopping halfway, for one man it was great torture, he suppressed his desire to continue to invade, to stop moving. again. "Don't be afraid... I don't want you... I just want to kiss you."
After that, both her body and her heart were engulfed in that intense kiss.
It was eleven o'clock, and Raymon must have been very disappointed. Ella sighed quietly. She promised to be with him on his birthday but she didn't fulfill it in the end, she felt embarrassed. Just hope, that tomorrow he can hear her explain, and agree to forgive her.
On the terrace of a famous restaurant.
Romantic candlelight dinner is ready. Musicians playing violin and piano.
The Scottish tablecloth, on the table, is a silver candle holder, the moonlight is quiet, and the atmosphere is full of romantic breath. All gorgeous just like in fairy tales.
But all this meticulous decoration, just because of the presence of one person.
Raymon stands next to the table, wearing a western suit, he looks very handsome, not like the usual 'bad boy' look.
Beside him, was a bouquet of ninety-nine roses, blooming fiercely and brightly, like fire burning in his heart.
He looked at the watch on his wrist, it was ten fifty minutes past ten, and she must be coming soon.
His heart fluttered. He didn't want to wait in vain anymore, so he decided to choose today, to confess to her. He doesn't know when he realizes he loves her. He wants her to be his girl. If she needed time to think, so he agreed to wait.
The phone rings and the other end of the line transmits teasing. "The fireworks are ready. This is the first time seeing you work so hard for a girl, you love her, don't you?"
"Thanks." He hangs up the call and looks at the bunch of pink balloons hanging around, eyes filled with anticipation.
Time passed and he looked at his watch again, half past eleven.
'Why hasn't she come yet? Has she forgotten her promise to me?'
But he finds a reason for her late arrival. 'It could be a traffic jam. Just come before noon.'
He continued to wait, eleven forty-five.
Losing his patience, worried about something happening to her, he hurriedly called Ella but couldn't.
Raymon cursed under his breath, he was about to find her when a figure appeared on the stairs, slowly walking towards him.
He happily ran forward, suddenly stopping.
Because that person is not Ella.
She was very tall, wearing a short skirt that showed off her long white legs. Her hair was long on her shoulders, delicate like a doll. The corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. "Are you waiting for someone?"
Raymon stared at Maria. "Why are you here?"
Maria didn't answer his question, she crossed her arms over her chest. "I know, the one you wait for is Ella. Unfortunately, she couldn't come. Because now she's in love with David."
"So, why don't you go and stop it, what are you doing here?"
"I came to wish you a happy birthday. On her birthday alone... very lonely." She patted his face with pity. "She forgot her promise to you. Are you still waiting?"
"It's none of your business, you don't care," Raymon said angrily. Maybe it was because Ella didn't come and Maria's provocations made him so angry.
"I have a present for you." Maria pulled a photo from her bag, her eyes flickering with a cold, mocking smile.
Raymon felt a sudden pain in his heart, he felt very heavy. He picked up the photo.
Even though it was just like he guessed, two naked human beings entwined with each other appeared in his vision, he was still badly hurt. The eyes are very painful, and the heart is also very painful, choking, shaking, and convulsions.
He didn't think, that on his birthday he would receive such a 'cruel' gift, is this intentionally torturing him?