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Chapter 143: Was last night your first time?

Chapter 143: Was last night your first time?

Chapter 143: Was last night your first time?

Ethan’s comment came out of nowhere, catching Aria off guard. Her face fell immediately as she glanced nervously at Katherine’s room door, fearing their secret might be discovered.

“You said it was just that one time!” she hissed, anger seeping through her clenched teeth, her eyes blazing with fury.

“Hey, I’m not threatening you,” Ethan replied innocently while eating, “Miss Aria, your cooking is really delicious. You know, after a good meal, one tends to want to… do things.”

“I refuse!” Aria’s voice was low, barely containing her anger.

“Oh well, never mind then.” Ethan shrugged with a hint of regret and continued to enjoy his meal, praising the food as he ate.

Aria watched him, her suspicion briefly flickering when she saw no further threats coming. She noticed how earnestly he was eating, the dishes she had prepared for Katherine, who hadn’t even glanced at them. Instead, it was this devil who threatened her, lavishing praise.

Aria felt a mix of emotions.

It’s often like this with people,when someone is kind to us, we take their kindness for granted. But when an enemy suddenly shows a bit of goodness, it makes you wonder if maybe they’re not all bad.

Ethan, with his delicate features, was equally deceptive.

“I’m done.” Ethan put down his fork and patted his stomach. “Thanks, Miss Aria. Let me wash the dishes.”

He got up naturally and started clearing the table.

Aria’s lips twitched involuntarily,this kid was nothing like he was last night.

She watched as Ethan actually went to the kitchen and began washing the dishes proficiently.

After a long moment of thought, Aria got up and walked to the kitchen, casually opening the fridge to get some water. “Do you often do housework?”

“Yeah, before I went to the hospital, I used to live with my aunt,” Ethan replied earnestly as he scrubbed the dishes. “Although my aunt was nice to me, I was still living in someone else’s home, so I helped out with the chores.”

“People subconsciously associate certain actions with certain virtues, like being good at housework with being virtuous,” he continued, not looking up from the careful washing of a plate. “But then I got diagnosed with progressive muscular atrophy and ended up lying in the hospital, not doing any chores anymore.”

He laid out his story clearly, highlighting his innocence.

Holding her tea, Aria, unfamiliar with progressive muscular atrophy, probed, “Are you recovered now?”

“Of course not,” Ethan replied as he neatly stacked the washed dishes. “My psychic abilities have enhanced some special ways I can manage my body.”

“I took on the job of protecting Katherine hoping to earn some money. That way, if I really die one day, at least my family will have some money for their old age.”

After finishing, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Done. I haven’t washed dishes since I’ve been bedridden,I kind of missed it.”

Hearing his story, Aria’s hatred for him lessened a bit. He might be despicable, but he was also pitiable.

She never doubted Ethan would lie to her. Given his psychic abilities, if he wanted to do something to her, he wouldn’t need such a convoluted approach.

“I’ll head back to my room now,” Ethan said, turning to leave.

“Do you want to sleep with me?” Aria suddenly called out to him, arms crossed. “If you agree to do something for me.”

“Ah?” Ethan looked surprised but pleased. “Sure!”

“Come on.” Aria glanced at Katherine’s room, knowing she wouldn’t come out easily, and led Ethan back to her own room.

She didn’t mind sleeping with Ethan.

They had already done everything last night.

Besides, Ethan was good-looking, and women often have a higher tolerance for a younger man. If she could use him, it was just one night.

Ethan followed Aria, admiring her graceful figure from behind.

The situation was also beyond his expectations.

He had only planned to plant a seed today, but Aria was more fierce than he anticipated.

Once they entered the room, Aria quickly locked the door behind them. She swept her long hair behind her ear with her right hand and leaned in close to Ethan.

Ethan, on the other hand, seemed restrained, a stark contrast to his assertive demeanor the night before. His muscles tensed, clearly unsure of what to do next.

As Aria moved closer, she gently nibbled on his earlobe and breathed softly into his ear.

A flash of realization crossed Ethan’s eyes,it was just as she had thought. This was a young man who had suddenly come into power, and his threats the previous night were just an indulgence of that newfound power.

Aria felt more confident in her ability to control this Ethan.

After whispering in his ear, her voice soft, she asked, “Was last night your first time?”

“Ah?” Ethan’s face tensed, his eyes darting away. “How could it be? Of course not!”

“Hmm.” Aria gave him a knowing look. “Lie down, don’t move.”

She gently pushed Ethan, causing him to fall back onto the bed.

Once Ethan was lying down, he stayed completely still.

Aria moved closer, half of her body pressing against his side. She bent her leg and softly stroked his thigh with her calf.

Ethan was visibly nervous. “Miss Aria… are you and Katherine a couple?”

“No,” Aria whispered close to his ear. “Katherine rescued me from the abyss.”

“Ah?” Ethan feigned surprise.

Aria’s eyes flickered with a bitter smile. “Back then, I was underage when a talent scout spotted me and I entered the modeling industry.”

She laughed bitterly, her foot movements not stopping. “You must have heard about the dark side of the modeling world.”

“I…” Ethan’s expression was a mix of anger and pity.

“It’s all in the past now. Katherine got our company’s director sent to jail and saved me,” Aria said, glancing down at her feet, a look of surprise crossing her face.

This kid’s size was really something.

She sat up from beside Ethan.

“Miss Aria?” Ethan asked, playing along.

“Ethan, do you like stockings?” Aria walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out two pairs of stockings. “Do you prefer black or purple?”

“I’m not really into stockings,” Ethan turned his head away.

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Aria said with a tone of regret, pretending to put them back.

“Black,” Ethan suddenly spoke up, turning his head back.

“Hmm, we can be honest with each other,” Aria chuckled as she slowly unrolled the black stockings, starting at her toes and working her way up in front of Ethan.

At this moment, she was sure she had this young man completely under her control.

After putting on the stockings, Aria walked over and sat in front of him, stretching her legs out towards him.

She was confident in her physique,as a model, she had always taken great care of her feet.

Ethan was quite bewildered,the situation was unfolding differently from his plan, which now seemed too conservative.

“Miss Aria! I… I will protect you. Anyone who dares to bully you will have to deal with me first.”

He said this with a pleading look in his eyes, hoping she would hurry up.

“Hmm,” Aria laughed seductively, deliberately slowing down her movements, her toes gently tracing patterns. “I’m bisexual.”