Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

The cramped space in the car was filled with Freya and Ryan's panting.

Freya was hugging him more passionately than before. Although she was shy, she felt very excited.

"Where's the chauffeur? When is he coming?" she asked in a husky voice.

"I haven't informed the chauffeur." The tip o f Ryan's nose was touching hers, and his eyes were dark. "Let's go to North Hills and rest first, okay?"

Freya's face went scarlet.

She was no longer the innocent, inexperienced young woman.

She was going to a man's house to rest in the middle of the night instead of going home. It surely would not be as simple as lying on the bed and closing her eyes.

In fact, when she was on her way here, she was doubtful as to why he picked a place near North Hills for supper.

Now that the moment had come, she still could not help but feel disconcerted. She wondered if their relationship was developing way too fast.

Nevertheless, Ryan treated her so well and had sacrificed so much for her.

She could not bring herself to turn him down.

Most importantly... she was not averse to it.

'Okay?" When Ryan realized that she was quiet, he kissed her now and then. He used his gentle voice to charm her. "I drank too much. Let's go back slightly later."

"Mm. Alright."

Dazed by his kisses, Freya's lips twitched, and she agreed.

His hold on her waist tightened.

Ryan soon brought her out of the car.

They passed by the parking lot behind the neighborhood and arrived at the entrance of the apartment shortly.

He was well behaved on their way there.

However, that was until he stepped into his apartment and shut the door. Before

the lights were switched on, he pushed Freya to the wall and started kissing her wildly.

"D-Don't..." Later, something struck Freya. "I don't want to get pregnant..."

"You mean this..."

Ryan lowered his head and took out a small packet from his pocket.

Her heart raced madly. Perhaps it was because of the beer, she blurted out, "Do you only have one?"

Ryan was stunned. When he came to his senses, he hugged her and started giggling in a low voice. "I'm mistaken. I should have one more."

"I didn't mean that..."

Freya wished she could bite her tongue off. Ah! She was going crazy. Look what she had just said.

Would he think that she was desperate?

Her noble, elegant image was all ruined.

Don't worry. I have a few more boxes on my bedside table."noveldrama

Ryan carried her to the bedroom.

Then, he tossed her on the bed. The minute Freya saw him sliding open the drawer, her mouth twitched. "Ryan, why do you have so many at home?"

Ryan chuckled "Since I have a girlfriend, I should prepare more. Didn't you realize why I brought you here previously? This will be our love nest in the future."

"You're so scheming." Freya scolded him softly with a reddened face.

"This will be our home from now on."

Ryan cupped her face gently. "Should I switch on the lights?"

"No..."

The word escaped her mouth. She mumbled softly, "Or I'll feel shy..."

That simple sentence felt like sparks thrown into a bunch of firewood.

Ryan kissed her. "Fine. I won't switch on the lights. Miss Lynch, this is my first time. Please go easy on me."

Late at night.

It was drizzling in Canberra.