
Water from the pool surged around them, making Ashley struggle for breath.
The overwhelming fear made her forget her survival instincts, that her fingers digging into Brian’s shoulders until her nails were embedded in his flesh.
Brian, familiar with the routine, held her close, one hand under her chin to lift her above the water, the other undoing her bra.
He whispered into her ear, “Ashley, breathe.”
Ashley obediently opened her mouth, but her chest felt vacuumed, unable to draw in air. The suffocating sensation intensified, her muscles spasming, limbs stiffening.
Sensing her reaction, Brian cursed softly.
His fingers gently pinched her throat, then he lowered his head to cover her lips. Inhale, exhale; inhale, exhale...
With the rhythm of his breath, air returned to her lungs.
Brian carried her to the poolside steps, setting her down. “Feeling better?”
Ashley gaped, gasping for air as if her chest would explode. After a long pause, she trembled, “I need to go back to my room.”
Her silk green dress floated around her like a flower in the water, her bra unhooked, exposing her chest.
The pool’s lights cast shadows on her pale skin, making the red at her nipples even more pronounced. Her face, still pale from fear, looked more alluring in the shimmering light.
Brian’s throat bobbed. He hooked her wet dress with one hand.
No one knew Ashley had a fear of water, or how her body reacted under extreme stress.
As the one privy to this secret, Brian had a natural control over her.
Ashley’s terror greatly pleased him. Brian’s cool fingers traced her face, “Good girl, you’ve recovered... go on?”
Ashley shook her head frantically, pushing against him in fear. “Mr, please no—ah!”
Brian advanced, his rough fingers dominating, giving her no chance to refuse. Weak and not fully recovered, Ashley could only curl up in the dark, cold water.
Brian pressed against her, his warm tongue licking her soft earlobe. “Relax, hmm?”
Ashley, tearful, pleaded, “Mr...”
Everything descended into chaos. Ashley couldn’t discern hot from cold, helplessly shaking her head.
Brian lifted her dress, gripping her hips, and his voice was low and restrained. “What, you don’t want it? You enjoyed this afternoon.”
Tears streamed down Ashley’s face, her words incoherent.
Shadows danced in the yard, with leaves rustling in the wind. The residual fear and sudden pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
Brian was relentless, and squeezed her harshly.
Ashley’s fingers grazed his abs in a futile push, sobbing, “Stop, stop, please...”
“Ashley,” Brian gripped her chin, his voice dangerously low, “don’t push your luck.”
Ashley’s terror increased. “Mr, can we go to the bedroom? Please... please...”
Brian always appears to be very proper on the surface, but in private, he is quite wild.
Especially regarding sex, once he gets excited, he will become uncontrollable.
The area around the pool was already empty, and if there’s any noise along with the sound of splashing water...
Ever since Ashley was pulled into bed by him on her 18th birthday, she has been worried about being discovered by the Quinn Family. She could endure and maintain this secret relationship with Brian for the sake of her mother. After all, Brian is skilled, and she enjoys it.
But that doesn’t mean she’s willing to make this hidden relationship public and become an enemy of the entire Quinn Family.
Seeing that Brian remained silent, Ashley bit her lip and tilted her head up to kiss his cold lips.
“Mr,” noticing the change in his body, Ashley said softly, “Please, give me that...”
Normally, Ashley’s voice was clear and cold, but when she softened her voice to act coquettishly, she sounded particularly alluring and delicate.
This contrast was the most irresistible to men.
Her voice was soft and pleading, arousing him further. Brian’s eyes darkened with desire. He pulled her onto his lap, heading towards the house.
Ashley’s room was at the far end of the first floor. Brian kicked the door shut, tearing her dress open.
Her wet skin felt exquisitely smooth, igniting his desires. Ashley unwillingly knelt on the floor, her long hair dripping water, the sounds mingling with his deep voice.
Ashley clung to his clothes, tears in her eyes.
Brian gathered her hair, pinning it up, and his hand pressed on her shoulder, leaving red marks. The stark contrast fueled his lust.
Their intense struggle continued in the darkness, ending only with his low growl and her sobs. Exhausted, Ashley lay trembling on the floor.
Brian then calmly undid his shirt and belt.
Just as the last buckle clicked open, there was a knock at the door.
Both froze.
“Ashley , are you asleep?”
Outside, Melissa’s voice was low, as she tried the door handle. “I saw wet footprints in the hallway. Did you get rained on?”
“Wait!” Ashley urgently called out.
The handle stopped turning. “What’s wrong?” Melissa asked, concerned.
“I’m changing. Don’t come in!”
Melissa indeed didn’t push the door open anymore.
Ashley leaned against the wall to stand up, intending to put on a robe. Just a second before she turned around, Brian reached out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her close to him.
“Ah!” She let out a low cry instinctively.
“What happened?” Melissa became anxious. “Is everything okay?”
“No, nothing’s wrong!” Ashley’s voice was still a bit hoarse from overuse. She adjusted her breathing and said, “I accidentally kicked the chair.”
“Be careful,” Melissa sighed. “I just wanted to talk. You can stay inside.”
Brian’s hand moved to her waist, his fingers playing with her sensitive skin.
His other hand came to the side of her face, with long fingers pressing against her lips, applying a bit of pressure, rubbing, and grinding.
Having just experienced an extreme sensation, her body couldn’t withstand the teasing and quickly started trembling.
Ashley tried hard to ignore the strange sensations in her body and focused her attention on the conversation with her mother.
“Alright, I won’t come out. What is it?”
“Ashley , about going abroad... are you serious?” Melissa asked just as Brian’s touch intensified.
Ashley felt a sharp pain and was abruptly pulled close to him.


