3.5

“Mm… what is this… mm…”  

Ella felt something pressing against her lips as she stirred awake. Someone was showering her with kisses. She tried to pull away, but it was impossible for her, as she couldn’t even open her eyes properly yet.  

‘Is this a dream?’  

She turned her head from side to side. But the other person quickly reached out, holding her head firmly in place. Their lips met again. The heat she felt was intense.  

“Ah, wait a mo… mm…”  

He was relentless. As soon as her lips parted to speak, he slid his tongue inside. He explored her mouth thoroughly, as if he weren’t satisfied yet, sweeping across every corner and even grazing the roof of her mouth with his tongue.  

“Ah…”  

Ella began to moan. As the sensitive area was touched, a wave of both embarrassment and *rousal washed over her. Despite her palate being stimulated, she felt an odd, involuntary twitch below.  

As Ella kept squirming, the soft white blanket covering her gradually slipped down until it fell to the floor. In the bright sunlight, her n*ked body was fully exposed, bearing the traces of last night’s passion.  

When Adolf finally pulled his lips away, his eyes fell on the traces he had left on her body. Her once-flawless, milky skin was now adorned with bruises on her br*asts, and her n*pples were swollen and red, resembling freshly ripened cherries.  

Seeing her swollen n*pples, he stuck out his tongue as if he felt sorry for them. He gently licked them, taking care not to hurt her.  

“Ah, that feels… good… ha…”  

By now, Ella had set aside any attempt to grasp the situation. The tingling sensations coursing through her defenseless body made her twist and writhe.  

The man’s eyes had also lost focus at some point. He slid his fingers into her slightly open mouth, swirling them around inside. Then, his hand moved to the swollen, slightly irritated cl*toris that had endured his attention all night. 

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“Ahhh! Stop!!!”  

At that moment, Ella let out a sharp scream and bolted upright. Her startled, trembling eyes locked onto the man’s, who was flushed with *rousal. He was a stranger.  

“You’re awake.” 

He said with a sly smile.  

Ella opened her mouth, her voice shaking.  

“Who… who are you?”  

“What do you mean…”  

Adolf was at a loss for words, completely thrown off by Ella’s unexpected question. It felt as though someone had dumped a bucket of cold water over him. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.  

Looking visibly conflicted, he moved off her and sat to the side.  

‘Ugh, my head feels like it’s splitting…’  

Unaware of his inner turmoil, Ella clutched her pounding head, which felt like it was about to crack from a hangover. Once the pain subsided a little, she craned her neck to look around the room. That’s when she noticed the n*ked man in front of her.  

Her gaze froze.  

His slightly damp, ash-gray hair stuck out in all directions, and his sharp, fierce eyes were dark as night. His chiseled jawline added to his intimidating appearance.  

‘He looks terrifying.’  

Now that she thought about it, her body ached as though she had been beaten.  

Did I get into a fight with this guy yesterday?  

A bit frightened, Ella quickly averted her gaze, worried about making eye contact with him. Her eyes fell on his broad shoulders, muscular arms, and well-defined chest. And below that…  

Oh my god.  

It’s huge.  

No, no, this isn’t the time to be admiring that!  

“Ah! P-put some clothes on!”  

“…You’ve already seen everything, haven’t you?”  

Adolf had noticed Ella’s gaze flicker down and then quickly dart away. Her reaction, as if she were looking at some kind of brute, stung a little, but he was more concerned about her being startled. He grabbed a towel that had been lying on the bed and wrapped it around his waist. Then, he moved to sit on a chair next to the bed, giving her some space.  

Only after seeing him cover himself did Ella realize that she was also n*ked. Panicking, she grabbed the blanket from the floor and wrapped it tightly around herself.  

Wait, what did he just say? That I saw everything?  

“What… What did I see?”  

“Don’t you… remember anything from last night?”  

What happened last night?  

Ella racked her brain.

Right, Shyle had cheated on me, so I called Shua, drank myself silly, and ranted about living recklessly… Then… S-someone…  

Oh no.  

I had a one-night stand.  

Ella’s body slumped back onto the bed.  

“Um…”  

Adolf, unsure of what to do, handed her a glass of water. Ella stared at his outstretched hand for a moment before taking the glass.  

She gulped down the water.  

“Please drink slowly.”  

Though his face looked intimidating at first, the fact that he spoke politely and treated her kindly reassured her somewhat. After drinking the cold water, she felt a little more awake.  

Ella tried to calmly retrace the events of the previous day. Her mouth fell open in shock as the memories came flooding back.  

‘Oh no, what have I done?!’  

She was reminded of a time during her elementary academy years when she had been caught picking her nose during class by the boy she had a crush on.  

This was worse. Much worse. She had approached him drunkenly, pestered him, then barged in on him while he was showering, and even… even put his…  

‘Stop. Just stop thinking about it.’  

Any further recollection would be a danger to her mental health. But it was already too late. She remembered everything, including how she had acted like someone in heat, spilling fluids everywhere.  

The shame coursed through her veins, making her head spin. Each memory that surfaced was more mortifying than the last.  

To have spent the night with a man I didn’t even know…  

And then, like a bolt of lightning, another memory struck her.  

‘I threw up on this man’s body four times.’  

Suddenly, the fact that she had had a one-night stand seemed insignificant. To her, this was no longer about a man and a woman but a fundamental issue of human dignity.  

If only the alcohol had wiped all her memories clean.  

Ella wished she could crawl into a hole and disappear.  

‘What do I do now…?’  

She glanced nervously at the man sitting next to her. She had no idea what to say. As her face turned red, then pale, then red again, Adolf, who had been watching her intently, finally spoke first.  

“Do you… not remember what happened yesterday?”  

“Well, um…”  

Adolf’s face tensed as he waited for her response.  

Holding his breath, he stared at her lips, his expression growing darker with tension. His already intimidating face looked even more menacing.  

When she didn’t answer right away, his gaze became even more intense.  

Why is he looking at me like that? Is he mad about what happened yesterday and just pretending not to be? Oh no…  

Ella was terrified.  

‘Should I just pretend I don’t know anything?’  

She fell into deep contemplation. Admitting what had happened would mean dealing with the consequences, which she couldn’t even begin to imagine. But her conscience wouldn’t let her lie, so she mustered all her courage and opened her mouth.  

“Well… I…”  

“…”  

“I do… remember.”  

Phew.  

Adolf let out a long sigh of relief, his tension finally breaking. But to Ella, that sigh meant something entirely different.  

‘He’s really mad.’  

His face, the most intimidating she had ever seen, was starting to scare her. She wished this was all just a bad dream. For someone like Ella, who had always been a good daughter and a model student, this kind of reckless behavior was far beyond what she could handle.  

‘I’ve lived my whole life without causing trouble for anyone…’  

Ella felt so overwhelmed and unfairly treated that she was on the verge of tears.  

Why did it have to be someone so scary-looking?  

But since it was undeniably her fault, she tried to gather the courage to speak. Just as she was about to say something, the man beat her to it.  

“This is a backroom of a tavern.”  

…What?  

The unexpected statement made Ella pause.  

“You can wash up while I prepare some food.”  

Without asking her anything further, he picked up his pants, put them on, and left the room after leaving those kind words.  

Ella was left dumbfounded.  

The fact that he offered to prepare food suggested he wasn’t angry with her. On the contrary, he seemed to be taking care of her.  

Is it normal to have a meal together after a one-night stand?  

She wasn’t sure, as this was her first time. But she thought it took an extraordinary level of patience to care for a woman who had vomited on him multiple times.  

‘Maybe he’s just feeding me to scold me later.’  

Ella sat up and looked around for the dress she had discarded the night before. It was crumpled and lying on the floor. Despite her aching body, sore from the aftermath of their wild night, she managed to pick up the dress. Thankfully, it was clean.