Forbidden Love: My Crush Becomes My Stepmother - Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Senior
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Reyes finally sobered up a little after the cold shower.
He had a towel wrapped around his lower body and his upper body was naked as he searched for food in the fridge.
The cold air from the fridge mixed with the water droplets on his body.
He had a very young and vigorous body.
The cool air in the fridge calmed his horniness.
Reyes took out a bottle of water. It had no label. He downed it. It was just an ordinary mineral water that was a little cold.
He finished his water and glanced at the clock hanging in the living room.
11: 07 a.m.
Breakfast time was over.
He was a little hungry, but there was no food in his fridge, not even bread or milk.
As the young master of the Wilson family and the future heir of the family, Reyes had always led a comfortable life. It was impossible for him to cook. Not only did he not know how to cook, but he was also too lazy to go to the supermarket to buy food to fill his refrigerator.
He found his phone on the messy bed.
“Master, are you looking for me?”
There was a flattering male voice on the other end of the line.
Reyes was concise. “The fridge is empty.”
The person on the other end immediately understood. “I’ll go buy breakfast for you right away!”
“No.” He could go out for lunch at this hour. “Just fill the fridge.”
The man responded immediately.
Reyes rubbed his head and hung up.
The place he was staying at now was the house he bought next to the school. It was very close to the school. If he went to class, he could reach the school in five to six minutes.
Of course, just because he lived in a house near the school didn’t mean that he would go to class on time. It was just that he didn’t have anything important to do other than go to school. He still had to put up with the old man’s attitude when he came home. He didn’t like going home.
When he wasn’t home, he would stay here.
After all, the entertainment hub in the city was always adjacent to the school, so it was convenient to eat, drink, and play.
Last night, he had a drink with his friend at a nearby bar. He drank until two in the morning. After his friend got drunk, he came back.
After all, that kind of place was not a good place to rest.
If one went to a bar to drink, girls might end up dead while boys might have sexual relations they didn’t remember the next day.
Although he was a hooligan, he was also a hooligan with a bottom line.
He only wanted to have sex with the girl he liked.
Like the cold girl in his dream.
Reyes slowly dressed and was unable to stop himself from thinking about that dream.
Actually, the dream wasn’t entirely a dream. At least half of it was real.
The rain was real, the stuffy heat was real.
The office was real. So was the air-conditioning.
Before the girl put down the document and turned to look at him, everything was real.
Even when he looked at her back view, his entire body was heating up. His mind was frantically flashing with thoughts of tearing her clothes apart and using his hands to fondle her butt.
However, he did not dare to do so. Even in his dream, he only turned his face away from her and didn’t dare to take the initiative.
After all, the girl in his dream was not the real her. She wouldn’t dare to seduce him so blatantly.
Even if she did not seduce him, he would not be able to control himself.
It was raining that day, and the air was stuffy and hot. He was brought by the principal to his office to be “lectured”. The principal had something on and left after telling him not to leave. The principal usually took good care of him, and the so-called “lecture” was not scary, so he stayed in the office obediently.
And then she came.
In the dream, she was exactly the same as in reality. Her wet dress clung tightly to her body, outlining her alluring curves and attracting his gaze.
She put down the file and looked back at him. He looked away guiltily.
She did not pull up her skirt and sit on his lap like in his dream. Instead, she sat obediently beside him and asked in a cold voice, “Can I help you?”
He looked at her subconsciously.
She was much shorter than him. Even though he was sitting, his gaze was downwards.
She looked up at him from a slightly lower position.
Her eyes were aqua blue and very bright. They were cold, low-profile, but brilliant.
His entire body froze.
It was very shameful, but he could not control his lust at all.
He felt his mouth go dry. After restraining himself from swallowing his saliva, he said stiffly, “Speak.”
He used his usual tone that was not gentle.
She wasn’t angry or frightened. “Can you lend me your coat?”
He looked at her openly, but secretly thought that her skin was so fair, her lips were thin, and her eyes were beautiful. Her long eyelashes fluttered like two dancing butterflies, making his heart flutter.
He said nothing, and she waited patiently.
He took off his coat in a daze, but his expression was still cool.
“Thank you.”
She put on a thin jacket that was obviously a size bigger and covered her entire body.
As he watched, the restlessness inside him intensified. It was his jacket, and it still had his scent on it. Now, his scent enveloped her tightly, as if he were holding her.
He felt like his heart was going to explode. This was the person he liked, the senior whom he had liked since the start of school.
Toya Madison..
