Chapter Twenty-Six: Sharing Secrets

The golden sunlight shone into the room, and Monica, who slept soundly, was dazzled by the dazzling light, subconsciously reached out to cover her eyes, and slowly opened her eyes.

It took a moment to squint her eyes and get used to it before she could see the room clearly.

At the same time, intermittent images of memories came to her mind.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Monica couldn't help but be afraid for a while, her delicate body trembled, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, secretly crying out for luck in her heart.

At this moment, she clearly remembered everything that happened last night.

If it weren't for the man who sent bodyguards to save him when he was most helpless and desperate, Monica couldn't imagine how miserable her fate would be, and even whether she could see this warm sunshine again became unknown.

Fortunately, the desperate nightmare did not happen, although in the end he was still carried into bed by a strange man, but this was the result of his own willingness or initiative to pester him.

What's more, the man next to her last night met all of Monica's expectations for a partner of the opposite sex.

Even if there is no red pill to urge, if you don't get drunk, you change places, if you meet him, you won't mind having a wonderful encounter with him.

If possible, Monica felt the urge to start a new relationship with the perfect man she had met last night.

Looking back at the images that remain in my mind, Monica, who is in her prime, still exudes the shyness of a girl, and the charm of being greatly satisfied physically and mentally, even though no one is watching it at the moment.

Lazily stretching her arms, her delicate body twisted, and a heart-rending pain came from her lower body, causing Monica to gasp and can't help but moan softly: "Oh......"

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that her face is pale, and a layer of cold sweat overflows on her forehead.

It's not Monica's pretentiousness, but it really hurts.

A thirty-year-old woman is no longer a **** girl, but it is the first time for Monica to feel such a sharp pain now, even if the first experience of youth is far less intense than at this moment.

It was a profound experience that Monica is destined to remember for the rest of her life.

Looking around, Monica curled up, gently lifted the corners of the quilt, and glanced at herself.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as she expected, red and swollen with moderate tears, and her waist and limbs were sore.

Lying on the bed and gasping for a while, Monica caught a glimpse of a crisp white pajamas on the bedside table, and an unopened navy blue Prada tight maxi dress underneath.

"What an attentive man!"

Monica sighed secretly, a little smile on her face, and the pain in her body seemed to be alleviated at this moment, so that she could get up from the soft big bed, put on her pajamas, and slowly walk to the window with small steps.

The golden sunset was not as dazzling as Monica imagined.

Outside the window is a lush forest, the vibrant green is refreshing, Monica smiled knowingly, no wonder the curtains are open, it turns out that there is no need to worry about anyone peeping here.

At the same time, Monica discovers that this is an upscale apartment, built upwind of a small lake, in a very high location, from which you can clearly see the thirteen-meter-high Hollywood sign standing on the hillside.

Looking south, you can see luxury villas in Beverly Hills, which are built around trees in much the same environment as your apartment.

Monica's rented apartment is also at the foot of Beverly Hills, which is a duplex high-rise residence with more than 20 floors and hundreds of rooms, specially rented to foreign actors and singers who come to Hollywood.

Looking down, Monica dodged into the curtain as if she had been electrocuted, because the man was sitting by the pool in the backyard downstairs, and even more coincidentally, he was lying on his back on a white chaise longue, meeting Monica's gaze in the air.

Monica's heart was beating faster, her full chest rose and fell violently, and she subconsciously hid to the side, avoiding the deep eyes that seemed to devour her.

Monica sensed that he was coming up, so she hurriedly picked up the unopened set of clothes from the cabinet and walked into the bathroom.

When she took off the tag, Monica felt dizzy about the unlost items in the trash can.

The entire box of Durex was used up overnight, and the thick pile of rubber film that was shriveled and pierced witnessed the fierce battle that lasted from early morning to noon.

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"When you wake up, eat first, I think you must be hungry. Hehehe!"

Leaving the food cart outside the door, Jerry knocked on the door and walked into the bedroom with a smile.

Monica Bellucci is already dressed neatly, standing alone, looking a little restrained, her skin is firm and white and flawless, her cheeks are absolutely beautiful and radiant, and the corners of her eyebrows, eyes and lips are full of the charm of a mature woman, so that Jerry's eyes are shining, and he can't help but think of the beautiful / beautiful picture of lingering / lingering before.

Seeing him knock on the door and come in, Monica Xiafei's cheeks, and the shyness that she had just managed to suppress came back to her heart, so that she didn't dare to face Jerry's burning gaze, clutched the corners of her clothes, lowered her head and didn't speak.

Seeing that she was very nervous at the moment, Jerry smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, my name is Jerry Donn, and I'm also a Hollywood actor, so I know you." Three years ago, you played the vampire bride in the film "400 Years of Horror" directed by director Francis, and I loved it so much that I was absolutely amazed when I appeared on the stage, and I still remember it vividly. ”

Sure enough, Monica smiled easily when she heard this, and looked up at Jerry, her eyes still a little shy, "You're also an actor?"

"Yes, I'm a young actor who just entered Hollywood, and I'm far from you. Jerry nodded happily and said with a hearty smile: "When the film you starred in was released three years ago, I was still in school......

After a pause, Jerry walked up to Monica, put his ear to her, and said softly: "Let me tell you a secret, you know that ninth grade is the budding period of boys' youth, your performance in the film made me very obsessed at that time, many restless and sleepless nights, you helped me relieve my excitement and accompanied me through that unforgettable youth years."

Well...... Don't be shy, blame me for not making it clear, it's not you, but your promotional poster and the photo album I finally collected. ”

Monica's face turned red as she heard it, and as Jerry's voice came into her ears, she automatically made up some images in her head.

Suddenly, she felt inexplicably hot all over, and the corner of her eyes couldn't help glancing at the big bed next to her, and the beautiful picture of the previous forced suppression came to her mind again.

Seeing Monica's reaction so strongly, Jerry smiled and said, "I'll only tell you this secret, remember to keep it secret for me." Okay, let's eat first, and we'll talk about any problems after dinner. ”

With that, he turned around and went out to put the dishes on the table, and Monica let out a long breath, patted her big breasts, and followed him to the table and sat down.

The dinner was sumptuous, all Italian dishes, which touched Monica a little.

If it is her complicated feelings for Jerry, the two are superimposed, and this small touch becomes a real touch, which makes her feel deeply.

Jerry Towne shared his secrets, both real and fake, which invisibly deepened Monica's affection for him and brought them closer to each other, even though they had known each other for less than 24 hours.

………… (To be continued)