"But I'm hot." Emilia sniffed and was about to cry.

Her symptoms are almost the same as if she was sick, so she always thought that she had a cold and fever.

"This is normal. Do not worry. Eric patiently explained.

"Auntie, you liar, you care about me, I owe it to you as if you were a mother!" Emilia complained in a daze, and her legs and feet kicked unconsciously.

"Don't move." Eric gasped, and the consequence of Emilia's kick was to hit something he had already raised his head on.

"Woo...... Uncomfortable...... "Emilia couldn't wait for the nanny to come, so she cried uncomfortably, like a child.

Simon only has one child, Emilia, so she takes care of her very carefully, she has hardly suffered since she was a child, and she has never encountered any trouble, and her life can be described as smooth sailing. Although he is now eighteen years old, an adult, and can handle many things well, he still hasn't taken off the habits of a child after all.

"It won't be uncomfortable right away." Eric held Emilia's legs, took a pose, and slowly sent himself in, he had patiently made so many preparations just now, but it was still not easy.

Emilia writhed and writhed, waving her arms as well, frowning and screaming in pain.

Eric was annoyed by her noise, and simply didn't care if she was in pain or not, and directly went into her body with a force.

"It hurts! Whining...... It hurts to death! Emilia felt the pain as if her body had been pierced, and she cried even more, "Auntie, it hurts." Aunt ......"

Eric covered Emilia's mouth to tell her to stop crying, and made an annoying sound, pressing her arm with one hand to prevent her from moving and beating, and her waist did not forget to start moving.

Emilia was the first time, her body had just broken, and she couldn't bear Eric's madness at all, and she fell asleep after a while.

Eric didn't feel sorry for her at all, she was still in a demonic motion, just caring about venting herself.

It's not the first time for him, he's had a few girlfriends before, and although they're all gone, he hasn't done it less during the relationship.

It's not the first time he's done it with an untrained woman, he's broken the bodies of several women, but he's never had the patience to take their feelings into account. He bothered to delay time to do foreplay tonight, and he was already patient enough with Emilia.

"Hmm~~~ ...... pain" Emilia woke up for a while in Eric's madness, muttered a few words, and fell asleep again.

Eric flipped over her body, changed positions, and continued her movements.

What he said to Katherine can not be considered a lie at all, there are only a few women he has dated, and he has to do it when they are his girlfriends, and once they break up, he will never touch them again at all, and except for those girlfriends who finally broke up, he has never found other women to solve his physical needs.

Compared with those men who sing every night, he is really a good man, and his character is passable.

All night, Eric didn't know why he was so crazy, he hadn't touched a woman in a long time.

The last girlfriend broke up with him not long ago, and he didn't exaggerate it like tonight, he couldn't stop doing it, and he always wanted more.

The morning sun poured into the house, spreading a golden yellow on the ground.

Eric looked at Emilia, who was still asleep, and couldn't figure out what kind of magic she, an eighteen-year-old girl, had made herself seem to be several years younger, and she was impulsive all night.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the lips, lifted the quilt, and went to take a shower.

The bathroom door was not closed, and the sound of rushing water reached the bedroom, waking Emilia up.

"Auntie, why did the water in the bathroom turn on?" She turned around, hugged the quilt, and asked the nanny unhappily.

Eric didn't hear Emilia and was still showering. This bedroom is his own, and no one else can come in without his permission, so when he takes a shower, he never closes the door. Half-closed today, still considering that Emilia is here.

"Auntie!" Emilia, who was very tired, could not get an answer from the nanny, so she sat up unhappily, and paused before slowly opening her eyes, and then she was stunned.

How could this not be in her own bedroom? What does it mean that the man standing in the bathroom, naked, without clothes and not closing the door?

"Ahh Eric just turned around, and she saw something ugly about him, so she screamed, and hurriedly lowered her head, but when she found that she didn't have anything on her, she screamed even louder, "Ahhh

Eric heard the scream, first startled, pulled the bath towel and was about to rush out, and suddenly figured out the reason for Emilia's screaming, so he slowly put on the bath towel, wiped the water vapor on the mirror, looked in the mirror, and walked slowly.

"Remembered?" He walked to the end of the bed and looked down at her.

Emilia hugged the corner with tears in her eyes, "I'm going to be beaten to death by my dad." Certain. ”

Simon was very strict with Emilia's education, never allowed her to spend the night outside without permission, and she could come home later than twenty-two o'clock, otherwise he would teach her a harsh lesson and show no mercy at all.

Once Emilia was out with her classmates and came home three minutes late, just after twenty-two. Simon sat in the hall and waited for her, and without giving her a chance to explain, sternly told the butler to bring a horsewhip, and beat her with his own hands, so that she could not go out for three days.

From then on, Emilia never dared to come home later, let alone spend the night outside, for fear of being beaten by her father.

She burst into tears, like a helpless child, bowing her head and clutching the quilt tightly in her hand as if it were her only support.

"Don't cry. Isn't it your first time compared to being beaten? Eric thinks that crying women are very annoying, and Emilia has cried since last night, I don't know how many times, it makes him impatient. He pursed his lips helplessly, thinking that it would be better to be a strong woman like Katherine, who would not cry and annoy people.

"If I don't say it, no one knows. But I didn't go home on time, and I didn't come home at night, so I couldn't hide anything. Emilia sniffed, her eyes were red from crying, and they were slightly swollen, and the pain in her body was far less severe than the fear in her heart.

"Then don't say anything. You're eighteen years old, and you should be able to take responsibility for what you do. Eric lifted Emilia's chin and looked at her lightly.

"I know. E, E......" Emilia cried so much, and because she was nervous, she couldn't call Eric's name anyway, so she stopped after two attempts, "I know." But—" her brow furrowed tightly, and a small conspicuous question mark formed in the middle of her brow, "I like you." I like you a lot. So for the first time, I don't feel sorry for you. ”

"You're still young." Eric wanted to reject Emilia directly, but looking at her pear blossom with rain, she didn't harden her heart after all, took a deep breath, put her arms around her shoulders, and said like a father comforting an injured child.

"Don't you like me?" Emilia suddenly felt very flustered, last night he still called her a 'baby', and said that he liked her, now what's the matter? Is he going to change his mind?

Eric raised an eyebrow, considering her words, thinking about how to tell Sùemilia that he liked her, not the kind of liking she thought, so that she could clearly understand his thoughts.

"You just like my body, don't you?" Emilia suddenly raised her head and looked at Eric's eyes with a hurt look, he also said last night that he liked her to wear more revealing clothes, that her CUP was bigger, didn't she like her body or what?

"Emilia-" Eric didn't know what to say to Emilia, he did like her body, otherwise what explanation for the madness of last night, what would he explain for his desire for her. He couldn't even explain why he wanted to ask her again just by holding the person in his arms at the moment.

"I see." Emilia saw that Eric was about to stop talking, so she took his words and said, as if to excuse him, "If you just like my body, it would be fine." At least I have something you like, don't I? She smiled suddenly, choked up, clumsily grabbed his shoulder, and kissed him on the lips.

Eric's body stiffened for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what Emilia was, but her initiative and clumsiness made him unable to suppress his heart's desire anymore, so he pushed her, turned passive to active, and bit her lip fiercely.

"Well...... "Emilia, who tasted men and women for the first time = joy = love, has no experience to talk about at all, and she is not Eric's opponent at all, she gradually fell in his domineering.

Eric was ruthless, not pity Emilia last night for the first time, today will be uncomfortable, he only cares about his own desires, rips off the bath towel on his body, and enters her effortlessly.

"Slow, slow...... It hurts a little ......" Emilia frowned, her body was already hurting as if it was about to fall apart, and now Eric was on a rampage again, especially the part that was hit by him = was even more painful and about to crack.

Eric didn't speak, just lowered his head, sometimes kissing her lips, sometimes burying his head in her beauty.

Emilia's fingers clasped tightly around the muscles in Eric's arm, leaving deep nail marks, and a low sobs kept coming out of her mouth.

The man's desire in the morning was the strongest, and Eric asked Emilia three times in a row before letting go of her and wrapping the bath towel he had brought out just now around her, "Go take a bath." ”

Emilia's voice was hoarse with tears, and she let out a hoarse reply and slowly walked to the bathroom.

Eric leaned back on the quilt, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a very comfortable puff, and his eyes fell on the looming, perfectly lined woman in the bathroom door.

Emilia stood under the shower, looked at the marks on her body, and cried in a low voice, she liked Eric, and she also gave herself to him, this is already a happy thing, right?

The hot water washed away her not-so-sober consciousness and made her gradually cool down, but she also began to panic - no matter how happy she was, her father couldn't get past it. What if he called for her to be examined? What if he wants to hit her? Will she survive?

"Don't cry, I'll find a way to send you back." Eric pushed the door open and looked at Emilia, who was crouching under the shower, holding her arms and crying.

"It's useless for you to send me back." Emilia raised her head and wanted to shout Eric's name, but her mouth opened, but she still didn't call out in a smooth way, so she gave up again, "If my dad beats me, I can't stand it, do something stupid, you must take my body." My only wish is to sleep in the same cemetery as you. Will you promise me? ”

Eric felt that Emilia's words were simply exaggerated, and that a father would be so cruel as to kill his own daughter, so he turned a blind eye to her words and said nothing.

"Don't think I'm exaggerating. I'm serious. I knew I had a slim chance of surviving this time. Please, e, e, eric......" Emilia's body trembled with tears, her face was pale and frightening, and her eyes were a little stray from horror.

"Simon is also cruel to his daughter?" Eric noticed that Emilia didn't seem to be lying, and asked suspiciously.

"It's not ruthless, it's hatred and disgust." Emilia stood up and walked out tremblingly to get dressed.

"You can't wear your clothes, I asked someone to prepare a new one." Eric went out and brought a new set of clothes to Emilia from the side, "Why hate you, and hate you?" ”

"You don't understand. You won't understand. Emilia shook her head, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and a new one fell.

"I'll call a taxi to take you back. You just say that you have a bad cold, your body is uncomfortable, you went to the same school last night, and today you are still uncomfortable, and you want to sleep. Got it? Eric saw that Emilia was trembling and couldn't even get dressed, so she took the initiative to step forward and help her get dressed. If you went to the party yesterday, there must have been your classmates or friends, right? ”

Emilia nodded, having a good friend.

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