Meng Jiuyi felt an itch on her face, realizing that the mask was starting to cause an allergic reaction.
As soon as she finished her business, she immediately retreated to her suite. The suite that Shen Yuan had arranged for her was located at the rear of the ship, quiet and spacious, and it was also a super luxurious suite.
Meng Jiuyi planned to hide in the room until she disembarked the next day. When she took off her mask to wash her face, sure enough, a small patch of her right cheek turned red.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
She felt a sudden chill; everyone was at the banquet at this hour, so who could it be?
Meng Jiuyi stared at the door warily, but didn't open it. Instead, he touched the light switch on the wall, intending to turn off the light first.
However, the other party didn't need her to open the door at all; the door opened automatically when the key card was pressed.
She was a woman in a suit and wearing headphones.
"Oh, you! Everyone's busy, but you're the one who comes here to slack off. No wonder I saw you sneaking around from afar."
Meng Jiuyi blinked in surprise, guessing from her clothes that she must be a supervisor.
She belatedly realized that she was still wearing the waitress's uniform.
The woman demanded, "You dare to enter such a nice room without permission? Can you take responsibility for damaging anything here? I'm telling the manager right now!"
As she spoke, she picked up the walkie-talkie, but Meng Jiuyi immediately grabbed her and glanced at her employee badge.
"Sister Zhou... I was wrong!"
Meng Jiuyi said she was too tired, having been busy since last night, and just wanted to find a place to rest.
"It was wrong of me to enter the suite without permission! Please forgive me since it's my first offense."
We can't let anyone investigate her. If they discover her identity and expose her, she'll be finished.
Sister Zhou remained unmoved.
She didn't know Meng Jiuyi at all; she had just been upset on the cruise ship today and saw some waiters slacking off during her rounds, so she wanted to vent her anger.
"Is this alright, Sister Zhou? If I get a demerit from the higher-ups, I'll definitely be fined. How about I give you this money and you just turn a blind eye?"
Meng Jiuyi pointed to the numbers, "Half a month...one month...one and a half months."
Sister Zhou laughed and said, "What's with the money? Since you said it's your first time, I'll pretend I didn't see it."
Then take out the payment QR code.
Meng Jiuyi: "..." What kind of person is she? Meng Jiuyi just wants to tell Shen Yuan to fire her right now.
After receiving the money, Sister Zhou gave her an examination registration form.
"Since you're tired, you don't need to go back to the banquet hall for now. Go to the back lounges and check if all the equipment is still usable. It might be used for guests' entertainment tomorrow, so don't slack off!"
Then they confiscated Meng Jiuyi's room card, kicked her out, and even supervised her to check several rooms to prevent her from slacking off.
Meng Jiuyi ticked off the registration form, a million curses running through his mind.
She wanted to call Shen Yuan, but guessed that she was probably in bed with Tan Yuchen at that moment and wouldn't be able to answer.
Fortunately, everyone was in the banquet hall, and there were hardly any people here.
With her face still reacting to an allergic reaction, Meng Jiuyi decided not to wear a mask anymore and would hide here for two hours first.
The lounges on the cruise ship are similar to the suites, except that the doors are open sliding doors, and the rooms are equipped with various entertainment facilities, sofas, and bathrooms.
Meng Jiuyi had just finished inspecting the home theater and was about to check if the washbasin was usable when he heard the sound of running water as soon as he entered the bathroom.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man sitting on the ground with one leg stretched out and his shirt completely unbuttoned.
The showerhead above sprayed water over his face, across his muscular chest and taut abs, and then meandered downwards.
He tilted his head back, his eyes were red, and his Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly.
Cold water had no effect; it was more like hot oil splashed into the embers of a fireplace. His body ached from restraint, and water droplets washed over his flushed neck, arousing his lust.
Meng Jiuyi was completely dumbfounded. How did he end up here?
"who!"
Hearing the noise, Tan Yuchen lifted his eyelids, his voice thick with hoarseness and laziness.
He pinpointed her location precisely, and Meng Jiuyi's heart skipped a beat. However, when the man's gaze lingered on her face, there was no change in his expression.
His eyesight has not yet recovered.
Startled, Meng Jiuyi took several steps back and ran away.
However, before she even reached the door, she was grabbed around the waist by a force and then thrown onto the sofa.
A wave of dizziness washed over her. Tan Yuchen had already pressed down on her, his face close to hers, his breath rippling as his Adam's apple bobbed down.
Why are you running?
Her eyes were wide open, she dared not move, and she stopped breathing.
"I'm asking you a question."
Just by touching her like that, Tan Yuchen's breathing became more and more rapid, with a mixture of indescribable burning pain and pleasure.
He pinched her chin, his tone playful, "Are you mute or something?"
This was the beginning of their first meeting, but back then it was nothing more than the man's coercion and teasing. Now, in the cramped space, his burning, damp scent filled the air, carrying a strong sense of possessiveness.
So much time had passed, Meng Jiuyi never expected that he would still be conscious, and in her fear, she bit his palm.
The pain caused his blood to rush wildly, and Tan Yuchen's Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly.
Just then, the scent of camellias lingered around his nose, a fragrance that brought him back to that night on the cruise ship—
The booths were filled with the smells of cigarettes and alcohol. Someone sat on his lap, looking up at him, his arms heavy with the scent of flowers.
The strong smell of blood filled his mouth, and Meng Jiuyi was slightly stunned when he saw him above his head.
Even though he couldn't see him, he stared down at him, the desire in his eyes so intense it was almost palpable.
She instantly curled up like a burning leaf, more than just flustered and confused; she pushed him away and tried to run.
However, he pinned her wrist to the sofa, grabbed her chin, and with almost irresistible force, lowered his head and slipped his tongue between her teeth.
Meng Jiuyi's mind went blank. She instinctively tried to struggle and push him away, but her hands were firmly held by him. Any slight movement or struggle was met with a force a thousand times stronger pressing back down.
She thought she had already witnessed his power at the club last time, but it was far from enough. He could easily suppress her with one hand and completely imprison her in his arms.
The scent of sage filled her nostrils, like a snake trying to burrow into her very being. Whenever she turned her face away, he would follow her like a shadow.
Meng Jiuyi was forced to breathe his breath, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her body limp from his burning heat, as if she were melting into water. His scorching breath seemed to drag her into the darkness, unfamiliar waves surging from all parts of her body, finally converging at the spot where his fingers were.
She vaguely sensed what was about to happen, and fear, dread, and shame instantly shattered her outward strength, her pleading trembling with tears.
"don't want..."
But in an instant, it was swallowed up between the lips and teeth.
In the middle of the night, the calm sea suddenly became turbulent, with waves crashing against the cruise ship again and again, only to return again after retreating in seconds. The sound of the waves, mixed with broken moans and cries, filled the entire room.
From the sofa to the bed in the inner room.
A humid, hot mist rose before Meng Jiuyi's eyes. The man's deep breaths were like a hook, and the surrounding temperature was rising. She had nowhere to run.
She clung to the man's back.
It's more like resistance.
"Relax..."
A drop of hot sweat fell onto her lips, and Tan Yuchen leaned down and kissed it away.
Tears welled up in Meng Jiuyi's eyes, and with a forced hatred in her eyes, she bit his shoulder hard.
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