The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 184 - 165. The Deepest Love

Chapter 184: 165. The Deepest Love

"Ivy..."

The low, raspy voice whispers into her ear, piercing deeply into her already fragile heart. Just as she had thought, he had mistaken her for Ivy Aretha!

A cold sensation seeped into her heart, and Lina Miller felt her blood turn cold.

"Will you not reject me?"

As if sensing her despair, the man halted all his movements. His gaze, lost and forlorn, prompted pity, with a hint of sadness. His hand gently trailed across her shocked eyes. "If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as your agreement, okay?"

With his intoxicated voice trailing off, she had no chance of resistance left. But then again, she had no intention of resisting.

If it was something she’d wanted to do a long time ago, why would she refuse when presented with the opportunity?

No matter who he loved or cherished, or who she was in his mind, nothing could change the fact that she loved him!

At this moment, Lina felt the popular saying rang true: men derive love from sex, and women have sex because of love. Because she loved him, even if he wanted her only by mistaking her for someone else, she was still more than willing.

The moment she was penetrated with sharp pain, Lina realized that physical pain was nothing compared to the ache in her heart. To be under the man she loves, even though he saw another’s face, felt like a stolen moment.

Mario Jensen took her again and again, driven by alcohol, until she nearly passed out. By the time it was all over, Lina could hardly open her eyes. But seeing his handsome face next to her, a familiar sight that made her heart flutter, made all the pain and exhaustion worthwhile.

The first time she met him, he was twenty-one and already in love with Ivy Aretha. After so many years, he must have remained celibate, making this his first time too.

His skills, however, are... quite average!

They struggled several times at first without success. If he were not so intoxicated, such a situation probably wouldn’t have continued!

So, it was only when the two got into the groove that his dominance emerged, taking her again and again, as though he needed to prove his manhood!

Thinking about this, a hint of sweetness flashed in Lina’s pained eyes...

No matter what, she finally had him entirely, even though this ownership was achieved by stealing someone else’s place!

Lina quickly put on her clothes, ignoring her aching body. She gently dressed him and then pulled the quilt over him. Only then did she escape from the guest room to her own bedroom. After a hot bath, she lay on her bed, but sleep constantly evaded her.

Images of the man’s tireless face hovering over her kept appearing in her mind. The feeling of pain and pleasure felt like it would kill her!

Lina forced her eyes open until dawn, only then did she manage to fall into deep sleep!

With a splitting headache, Mario Jensen opened his eyes and found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed. Annoyed, he rubbed his head and stared at the strange yet familiar ceiling as his memory gradually returned...

Ivy Aretha and Michael Gordon had registered for marriage. He had despaired when he saw the news. He remembered drinking alone at a bar a lot then, and wandering the streets in the cold air.

Drunk as a lord, Lina had come to pick him up and offered to take him home. He remembered refusing to go home, instead wanting to go home with her!

Her home?

Mario Jensen finally remembered why this guest room was so familiar. This was Lina’s house. He had stayed here once when he had brought her home, in her room.

Wait, last night...

He seemed to have seen Ivy and... was with her...

Ivy was married to Michael Gordon, how could she possibly be with him... Was it all just a dream?

But if it was a dream, it had felt too real, hadn’t it?

Lina? The person last night couldn’t be Lina, could it?

Mario Jensen checked his clothes instinctively and was relieved to find them all in place. He went to the bathroom for a bath. The smell of alcohol on him was too strong.

While bathing, he kept thinking about the events of last night. How could he have had such a dream?

If it was a dream, then it was too realistic, wasn’t it?

The reality was somewhat terrifying. Mario Jensen checked his body again. There were no signs of anything unusual, but there was some discomfort at his private parts!

He had no previous experience in this, so he had no idea what it should feel like!

Mario Jensen finished bathing and quickly grabbed a bath towel. Looking for his phone to call for his clothes, he couldn’t find his phone anywhere. It must have been misplaced in his drunken stupor.

Intent on finding it, he pushed the quilt back and drew his hand back abruptly. His gaze fixated deeply on sight before him, his mind in horror, his breath heavy...

The bright red blood stain, like cherry blossoms blooming on the white bedsheet, looked beautiful and alluring...

Even if he had no experience, and had never encountered this before, Mario Jensen knew what it was - the mark of a woman’s first night, such a vibrant sight... How could he not know?

This was Lina’s house, Lina’s guest room. So, last night wasn’t a dream? The woman who had been with him wasn’t Ivy Aretha, as he had thought, but Lina!

Gosh, what exactly had he done to her?

Had he forced himself on her?

He seemed to remember her pushing him away at first, but he ignored it, and for whatever happened next, everything became unclear. But the facts were blatantly clear in front of him...

He had mistaken Lina for Ivy Aretha and slept with her, under the influence of alcohol!

This realization deeply frustrated Mario Jensen. For the first time in his life, he had behaved like such a beast. He slumped, muttered a curse, and then turned to leave the bedroom and head towards Lina’s room.

First, he knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Then he remembered that the woman slept with the bedroom door unlocked. He turned the knob and went right in.

When Mario Jensen entered, Lina was still asleep. After being worn out for half of the night, and being anxious throughout the other half, she was sleeping soundly.

Perhaps she felt secure in her own apartment, or perhaps Mario Jensen’s presence made her feel safe. Lina slept on, unwary of the world. A man had been standing shirtless next to her bed for quite some time, and she had not noticed. Her eyes were tightly shut, her breaths even and steady.

Looking at the peaceful face on the bed, radiant and charming, Mario Jensen’s brows furrowed in deep annoyance. This woman had somehow managed to maintain her purity in the world of the entertainment industry, staying as clear as an untainted lotus in a muddy pond.

This chaste woman had been debased by him, mistaken for another!

For the first time, Mario Jensen felt himself beyond redemption!