Chapter 703: Announcing the Results
When Ivan woke up, he found the masked man had vanished into thin air. He was lying in bed, with Yasmine beside him, wiping his face with a towel. Remembering the knife the man had used on his lower body, Ivan sat up abruptly and felt a soft, flaccid member. He breathed a sigh of relief, fearing the man had cut off his manhood. The humiliation from earlier fueled his anger, and he turned to Yasmine, delivering a slap, saying, "Damn, you slut. Moaning so lewdly like you enjoyed being screwed, you cheap whore."
Yasmine, tearful from Ivan's slap, choked out, "Ivan, what could I do? He had a knife. If I didn't please him and make him satisfied, we might not have made it out alive. Do you think I wanted to be with him? That guy was too big, not gentle at all. He made me all swollen down there."
She then spread her legs to show Ivan her swollen and red nether regions. Ivan observed Yasmine's vulva, both labia majora red and swollen, with red marks on her full breasts. He realized that without Yasmine satisfying the man's desires, he might be in for a rough night.
Usually arrogant and bullying, Ivan had never faced such a tough situation. The fact that even his woman had been taken made him feel unable to swallow this insult. However, reporting the incident would only make matters worse, exposing his secret rendezvous with the girl in the hotel. Though he had given up on pursuing Fiona, he didn't want to tarnish his reputation completely.
After much thought, Ivan could only swallow his pride and endure this humiliation. Seeing the remnants of the man's semen on Yasmine's breasts made him feel disgusted. He frowned and said, "Go wash up quickly and get rid of that guy's filth."
"Ivan, I want to shower with you," Yasmine said, clinging to Ivan's arm. She knew her actions that night had displeased Ivan, and if he ignored her in the future, it would be disastrous. She coquettishly pleaded, "Can you help me shower? I'm so tired."
Looking into Yasmine's watery eyes, Ivan's mind flashed to Natalie's alluring face. He understood that tonight's events weren't Yasmine's fault. Despite feeling uncomfortable, he decided not to dwell on it. He said with disgust, "You go wash up first, I'll join you later."
After a while, Yasmine emerged from the bathroom and said, "Ivan, I'm done showering." Ivan saw Yasmine wrapped in a towel, her fair legs exposed, cleavage on display. Feeling a surge of desire, he reached out, removed her towel, and fondled her breasts.
Yasmine, eager to please Ivan, giggled and moved her voluptuous body seductively, using her moist lower body to touch Ivan's manhood. Ivan couldn't resist, thinking that although there were many pretty girls at school, none were as seductive as Yasmine.
Deciding not to dwell on it, Ivan felt a bit more at ease. However, seeing Yasmine's rosy lips made him feel nauseous, unable to kiss her for a while.
Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door. Irritated, Ivan opened the door and shouted, "Who the hell is knocking? Get lost."
To his surprise, it wasn't a hotel staff member but two stern-faced police officers. The lead officer, seeing Ivan standing there naked, demanded his name and identification, mentioning a report of prostitution in the room.
Panicked, Ivan explained, "Officers, it's a misunderstanding. My dad is Devon from the Finance Bureau. He's having a meeting at the hotel, and I'm here with my classmates to hang out."
The officers weren't convinced. One of them walked into the bedroom and found a girl covering herself with a blanket. He sneered, "Is this how you guys hang out? Come with us to the station."
Ivan was at a loss. He didn't know who was behind this setup. Could it be the perverted man? But wasn't he afraid of causing a scene? Desperate, Ivan offered a bribe, hoping to resolve the situation.
Impressed by the bribe, the older officer accepted it. He then reached under the blanket, feeling Yasmine's wetness, and remarked, "She's quite slippery. High school girls are indeed lively."
"Please, she's my girlfriend. Let her go," Ivan pleaded.
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