Lustful Paradise

Chapter 169: Let's Get Married.

A car with dark-tinted windows pulled up to the curb in front of the luxury apartment building, its sleek lines and powerful engine announcing the presence of someone wealthy and important.

Inside the vehicle sat Eva, a young woman with short, jet-black hair that framed her delicate features. Eva's most striking feature was her bright green eyes that glowed like emeralds in the dim interior of the car, adding a sense of mystery to her otherwise cool and collected expression.

She was dressed in a pair of denim shorts that hugged her sexy hips and a purple T-shirt that clung to her curves, revealing her flat stomach and ample breasts. Her skin was flawless and smooth, as if it had never been touched by the sun.

Beside her sat James, her handsome and athletic boyfriend. He had short brown hair that he kept neatly trimmed, and his eyes were dark and intense, filled with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. James wore a casual outfit of black jeans and a white t-shirt that showed off his muscular body and tanned skin.

When they arrived at their destination, James turned to Eva and flashed her a charming smile that always made her heart skip a beat. "Here we are, Eva. Time to say good night."

Eva sighed and looked away. It was obvious that she was feeling down and disappointed. She was hoping for a more romantic and longer date with her boyfriend, not just a quick dinner and a drive back home. But it was clear that James didn't have any intention of spending more time with her or getting inside her apartment.

She knew that James was not the type to play around with her emotions, but she couldn't help feeling hurt by his lack of interest in her. She wanted to feel desired and loved, but James's lack of effort was making her doubt his feelings for her.

It wasn't until James's hand brushed across her naked thigh and lingered there, sending sparks of excitement through her, that she felt a flicker of hope.

"What are you thinking about, Eva?" James asked, noticing her pensive expression.

Eva bit her lower lip, as she hesitated for a moment. "Well, I just wish we could spend more time together... Maybe even go inside and enjoy some more alone time."

But instead of leaning in for a passionate kiss or agreeing to come inside, James sighed and looked away, his gaze focused on something outside the car window. It was as if he had something else on his mind, something more pressing than Eva's desires and needs.

"You know I love spending time with you, Eva. But I can't do what you want. Not until we get married."

"James, we have been dating for more than a year now. I don't think it's too much to ask for a little intimacy. What are we waiting for?"

Eva's voice was gentle yet firm, revealing her inner conflict and her determination to make James see things from her perspective. She wanted to bridge the gap between them and find a compromise that would satisfy both their desires.

"Eva, I understand what you're saying. Trust me, I want it just as much as you do. But I come from a conservative family. They expect me to wait until we're married to... well, you know."

"Oh my god, James, again, that reason? We are not in the olden days anymore. Who cares about what others think? This is our life, our relationship, and our choice. Moreover, you are a man, not a virgin girl. No one is going to call you a slut for having sex. So, if you can't take a stand for your own choices and decisions, then what kind of man are you? If I want to have sex with you before marriage, then why should I have to wait until I am Mrs. Walker? It's bullshit. And I am not going to buy that excuse. You have been giving me the same old shit over the past year."

Eva's frustration and irritation were evident in her tone. She was tired of hearing the same excuses over and over again. She wanted James to be more understanding and considerate of her needs and desires.

But instead of acknowledging Eva's point of view, James became defensive, his voice raised in frustration. "Eva, come on! I don't want our first time together to be in some hotel room or in the back seat of my car. I want it to be special and memorable."

A wave of disappointment washed over Eva, and she couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. She was angry at how ridiculous James sounded to her at the moment. "Seriously, James? Do you think I am going to remember our first sex ten years from now? Fuck it, I am not even sure I will remember it after a year. And if that's the reason you are giving me, then I am sorry to say, but it's kind of lame. Sex is sex. It's all about pleasure, nothing else."

James took a deep breath and tried to control his anger. He knew that he was being unfair and unreasonable. Eva had been patient with him for over a year, but now she was losing patience and was getting frustrated with him.

"Eva, you know how much I care about you. And I want to respect your wishes and desires. But I also want to do what's right and honorable. And waiting until we're married is the right thing to do."

"Then, let's do it now, James."

"Do what now?"

"Get married. You are rich; I am rich. We can go to a Marriage Registration Department and be married tonight. So the problem is solved."

"What! Are you out of your mind, Eva?" James said in total disbelief. "We can't get married just like that. It's not something that we should do just for fun or to get rid of an obstacle."

"Why not? I love you; you love me. Isn't it enough to get married? What else do you want?" Eva asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"It's not that simple, Eva." James shook his head and turned away to look outside the window again. "I love you, too, but we can't rush into marriage just to have sex. There is so much more to it. I also need my family's support and acceptance to take this relationship to the next level. I can't just make a decision like this on my own."

Eva felt her frustration boiling inside her. She was tired of waiting, and she wanted James to take action. "Then tell them you're ready to take the plunge. Convince them to accept me, and I'm sure they will support you. After all, I am not some ordinary girl. I am Eva, daughter of Sasha Reynolds, and that counts for something. So, why wouldn't they want their son to marry someone like me?"

James remained quiet, his gaze still fixed on something outside the window.

This pissed Eva even more. "You are such a pussy. You don't have the courage to stand up for yourself or your relationship."

Her voice was cold and harsh as she reached for the door handle and pushed it open with a forceful shove. Without looking back, Eva slammed the door shut behind her, leaving James alone in the car with his thoughts, and walked toward the apartment building's main entrance.