43 The Man Away

B Empire, one of the nations embracing monarchy in the current world.

Gio had been away from Country F since Wednesday which was five days ago. Business reason. He actually didn't need to personally go but because his grandfather urged him to, he had to give face to the elderly and flew to B Empire to conduct the deal face to face. The other party was from a reputable Perfume Empire standing at the very top of its industry in worldwide acclaim. The current CEO was his grandfather's peer and friend. The elderly's name was Harold Caronia.

This was already their fourth day of discussion. After the meeting hosted by the Caronia Perfume and Fashion, he accompanied the CEO for a dinner, chatted a bit about fine wine and business, before parting ways. He went back to his hotel room, immediately took a bath and prepared to go to sleep. Unfortunately when he had just draped the comforter to his body cladded only with a robe, a soft and teasing hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The moment it traces the outline of his jaw, his eyes opened and he immediately caught the soft and fragrant hand that disturbed his sleep.

"Who?"

The person was evidently surprised since the eyes widened. Gio noticed the outline of the body and knew that she was a girl. His eyes went up and he saw a few of the girl's contours in the dimness of the room.

"I'm sorry for waking you up. I just thought you probably need a woman to hug in the coldness of the night, so I invited myself in."

Gio's eyes turned icy but his tone remained husky and calm. "It's such a nice privilege, Miss Glorietta. So much for this hotel's owner."

The woman laughed, then started to undress using her free hand. All her movements are so teasing and seductive. She bit her lips and swayed her hips in the process, her eyes playfully winking to the man.

Gio didn't disappoint her as after watching her for a minute, he pulled her into the bed and immediately started kissing her. It was fiery and strong. The girl complained of him being rough but praised him for his nice tongue techniques. She failed to notice the ice and emotionless glint from his eyes though.

"Miss, you're a brave lamb. But it's quite nice. I would like to taste the sexy and beautiful you, may I have the honor?"

"Since you are one of the enigmatic kings of the east, why not? The night is ours and I plan to enjoy every bit of it. Come, honey. I'm also itching to taste you. To have you inside me."

Seductive moans and pants consequently followed after the woman said that. The man disrobed himself while kissing her neck, face, and collarbone. He played with her big assets, all to make her moan louder and excite her. The process had been long, but after his sorcery down there, they became one and started picking up the most delightful rhythm of the world with each other's body.

Just as they near the end of their second round with the man's vigorous movement and woman's passive acceptance, Gio's ragged breathing sounded, "Miss, do you know... I enjoyed your body quite fine."

"T-that's... Oh, a compliment, right?"

"Who knows... You made me... realize something,.. so you're quite helpful."

"Ah, what, ah..."

"Miss, doing sex with another woman like you is still good... but nowhere as good as my Baby's."

The woman was busy savoring every currents and volt of pleasure sent to her brain and spine so she only replied with moaning. However, her tone suggested that she's quite feeling wronged by the comparison.

Then she heard him continue.

"I have a Baby back home... She's probably waiting for me to come back. Every night, I can't bear not to touch her... Even though she's not a high-class socialite or noble descendant... I find bedding her the greatest pleasure of my life."

The man closed his eyes as he could feel his second orgasm coming. The woman felt it too so she urged him to explode outside. Gio didn't dwell much on it and took out his lust-coated rod before squirting out his cum, a sigh of pleasure coming out of his mouth.

"Unfortunately..." He didn't continue and just shook his head.

The panting naked woman, still lost in her own orgasm, smiled and asked, "What's unfortunate... I'm all yours this night...and I don't think I'm not as good as your Baby in bed. Come, my king. This lady here is your slave."

Gio's cold eyes pierced through her. Sadly, the woman was still light headed from the aftertaste of their previous round and did not manage to notice this.

"You sent yourself to me. For what reason?"

She seductively laughed. "What else? To spend a hot night with an Eastern Adonis like you. See, we're just in the second round but I'm already so satisfied. And given your heavenly size and stamina, I think we can go on until I beg for mercy."

Gio heartily laughed at her response. This was what perfectly portrayed what he called 'high-class socialite slut'. Was it all really for a one night stand? Just to warm up the bed of a lonely man?

'It doesn't matter.'

Gio's cold eyes didn't stray away from Miss Glorietta. In others' eyes, the woman was very sexy and beautiful. In the dimly lit room, lying amorously on his bed, her glowing skin bathed in sweat, saliva, and cum was so inviting of another round.

However, Gio thought that she's actually so ugly when compared to his Baby. When it comes to elegance, charm, and beauty, Sofony doesn't actually lose out. It amazed him more than anyone else since he's the one always sleeping with her and first handedly experiencing her growth. But he didn't truly put it in his heart because he knew, it was him molding her that way.

And now when he compared his Baby to this woman, his Baby seemed so much more beautiful and pure. At least he was the only one savoring her, and this made her unique.

How about this Glorietta?

Could she say that she was only Gio's? Like how Sofony did?

Could she say that she could not live without him? Like what Sofony declared?

In B Empire, it was rumored that this hotel owner habitually hooked up with nobles and rich men. Her body was her greatest weapon and she had yet to fail to bring a man to heaven. To Gio, she still didn't fail. It's just that Gio who had been so bewitched of a seventeen-year-old body, felt that Glorietta fell short in everything.

Gio now felt that she was so dirty and annoying. And that he didn't want her to exist anymore. Like the other girls he had before Sofony.

At this thought, Gio resumed his laughter and his smile turned so evil that Glorietta finally noticed that something was wrong. Sadly, she's been too late. Gio had already wrapped his arm to her back and unceremoniously cracked a part of her spine near the back of her neck. With wide eyes and last moan, she felt all vitality leaving her body. And after a few seconds, she laid limply on the weird smelling bedsheets, her body rapidly losing warmth.

A rich hotel owner in B Empire was killed just like that. In front of Gio, the life of a beautiful socialite was nothing, especially if she made him irritated.

After that, Gio stood up with his nakedness in full display. His indifferent eyes swept up on the corpse, and then in his heart, a pang of guilt suddenly arose.

Was it because he just killed someone who brought him some pleasure this night?

Gio shook his head inwardly. Killing was just like breakfast to him, so it was surely not. But when he saw that the woman's corpse was unclothed and still glistening with their sex discharges, he felt like he finally realized the reason.

With a frown, he asked himself, 'Will Baby get angry at me if she learns how I touch another woman aside from her? She doesn't express much. But as a girl, she must be.'

Then he suddenly remembered how restless he was these past few nights. He knew he was craving for his Baby. The feeling was like having a withdrawal syndrome after not taking his drug. It became worst after he bedded Glorietta. The uncomfortable feeling was even accompanied by guilt and worry.

'I'm missing my Baby. What if she refuses to let me take her after I return? She'll surely turn insecure.'

'Better not tell her about this then.'

A few minutes passed and he realized how weird it was for him to worry how Sofony would react. Acting like this for a recent bedmate was the first experience for him, he pondered if something was wrong with him.

It was weird. But strangely, it was not giving him any unpleasant feeling or alarm of danger. His expressive dark eyes suddenly narrowed as a thought crossed his mind.

'Am I falling now?'

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