Chapter 1378

Chapter 1378

the Capital.

Itis dawn.

In the cellar, a sliver of light leaks in.

Chris woke up with a splitting headache, but his body no longer burned

uncomfortably.

Snapping awake, he remembered what had happened last night. The

narrow bed in the cellar, the messy sheets, a splash of bewitching

color, stood out in the dim light.

He knows what that means.

Damn mineral water, he's on Nina ... damn it!

That woman, she was so afraid of men and he ...

He put on his clothes, stood up and looked around for her.

Sure enough, in the most remote corner, he found her.

She looked a mess. Almost unclothed, as all were torn into pieces. She

hid in the corner, arms wrapped around her knees, burying her head in

her knees, her whole body shivering with cold.

He rubbed his temples with a headache, it was his mistake to drink

mineral water from someone's home at random. Maybe it was because

of being in the cellar, or maybe it was because he was actually not wary

of her.

He stepped forward and squatted down.

In front of her, she looks in bad condition, her short hair is disheveled,

her exposed neck, and her arms, bruises and purple marks can be

seen everywhere.

For a moment, he felt like an animal who couldn't control himself.

In his mind, all the fragments of last night recalled, did not expect that,

under her seemingly stereotypical clothes, hidden body so well.

The nice low voice, the constant pleading, the dimpled body, the

shivering, each one of them stimulated him.

It makes him even more unable to control himself.

Chris forced her head up, keeping her from staying buried in her knees

and forcing her to look directly at him.

As she looked up, a pair of watery eyes, tear-stained, small lips, red

and swollen.

Chris mentally bemoaned the hell out of it.

Thinking about that seminary application she had submitted, he

remembered the information he had accessed online about the

requirements to become a nun. One must be a virgin, no bad sex is

permitted, and marriage is not allowed.

He was more or less guilty.

Now, she is no longer qualified to serve God.

And the one who started it all was him.

He opened his mouth, although as high and proud as he was, he had

never apologized to anyone before.

At this moment, he said softly, “I'm sorry.”

Nina shuddered and shivered even more, even her hair was trembling

lightly.

Chris bent down and picked her up in one hand and carried her to the

bed and put her down.

Nina nervously grabbed what little material she had left on her chest

and shrank to the corner of the bed.

Chris glanced over and frowned, "I won't touch you again after the drug

has worn off. Last night, when I told you to leave, why didn't you?"

He asked, under the impression that he had clearly shouted at her to

go when he was still in control.

Then later, his memory fractured.

He asked as he grabbed his jacket and wrapped it around her. His

jacket was loose, covering up all the areas of her body that were not

covered properly.

The warm coat made her shivering slightly better.

In fact, last night, she originally had the opportunity to escape, but, she

hesitated. Since she was a child, she has seen too many such scenes.

She knew what the result would be after drinking by mistake. No one

can control themselves, and if they don't get ... her fear that he will die.

It was because she hesitated that she could no longer go.

She didn't answer.

Not a single word was said.

Chris frowned, she must have looked terrified. He was a little annoyed

that he had to go it alone, to get close to Nina, because of his damned

desire to win. He had to prove he could do it. He had to challenge her

disease, male homophobia, and he didn't believe it. Now he was

making a mistake he shouldn't have made.