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Chapter 18 Part 1 Bath Before the Pitch
"We're here this is it. I haven't been back in ages!"
Lin Jiabi turned the wheel, our sedan cutting into the ramp for the underground garage. Outside the window, a mid‑rise office tower loomed close.
It was rush hour; the garage was packed. The bright white sedan threaded deeper and deeper.
"Wow, not a single free space. Big company, all right." I checked my new watch: 10:13 a.m.
In any world, people judge the clothes first, then the person. With the 20,000 credits she'd given me earlier, I'd finally dressed properly.
A briefcase sat in the backseat, holding the business plan and materials I'd spent days preparing.
"Relax, there are spaces. We just have to go all the way in."
Today she wore an elegant office look: a slim red dress with a deep V, high waist, neat bow at the waist, and a pencil skirt to the knee with a slit, a deep red rose printed at the thigh.
She liked red. Scarlet hanfu at Naked Paradise, a red T‑shirt when we first met at the hotel, a red suit the night of that "street sweep," and now this. Before we set off, I'd joked she looked like a lucky red envelope.
"Haha, even if I'm a red envelope, it's not yours to open. Ugh, it's been a month or two since I saw my dad. If not for your business today, he'd definitely scold me," she laughed, adjusting her neckline to show just enough cleavage and re‑tying the bow.
On the half‑moons of her chest were faint scratch marks some mine, more from the crew of construction workers.
It had been over half a month since Jiahua's incident.
From that day on, whatever impression Lin Jiahua had of me was probably shattered. I told myself it didn't matter no need to curry favor.
This step, I was finally taking it.
"Why start a business out of nowhere? I doubt my dad will like the idea. He's only seeing you because of me. You'd be better off doing well at the hotel and climbing step by step. Don't forget, you're my private assistant, even if we never signed anything." About a week ago, when I pitched her my plan, she'd unsurprisingly been pessimistic.
This world was nothing like my old world's startup fever. Most people held steady jobs; without big ambition or capital, few abandoned stability for risk.
"I know it's trouble for you. But while I'm young, I want to try. Please get me in front of him let me pitch. If it fails, I'll quietly go back to the front desk."
"Fine. I'll ask Sister Lanrui."
"One more favor."
"What now?"
"I need a quiet place to write. The dorm's too noisy."
"Good grief. All right, all right. I bought a tiny apartment use it to write."
"Thanks! I'll do anything you want in return."
Her apartment was truly tiny you could take it all in with one glance.
She stayed away for days so she wouldn't disturb me, right up until last night.
"Naughty Miss, let me run you a hot bath." I wrestled the door open, both arms supporting Lin Jiabi, freshly "picked up" from the construction site dorm. She'd gone to "comfort" the workers again raucous until midnight. As agreed, I collected her then; if not for this morning's meeting with Lin Xiong, she'd have gone on until two or three.
Maybe after being pleasured by so many men, her body tuned itself up for seeing her father.
By midnight, her clothes had long vanished. Her arms and breasts were scored with claw marks.
A thin film of half‑dried, still‑tacky cum glazed her belly and sex. Traces stained her lips and cheeks. Bruises mottled her thighs.
"Thanks, Yayi… haha, that foreman has two gorgeous sisters. I told them to come let you play sometime just not tonight. Rest early."
"Thanks, Miss. But how could they compare to you two sisters? Come on, lie in. I'll check the water."
The tub was on the balcony, completely open to the air. For those unbothered by modesty or peeping, outdoor bathing is its own pleasure.
"Sigh… about my sister. Yayi, why did you treat her like that at the hotel?"
I didn't know how to answer. That day, impulse, anger, pressure all swirled together, tied to Yiyi, to the Miss herself.
"Maybe she and I just have no affinity. Under a fake name, I didn't think too hard about who she was. Is the water okay?" I deflected.
"When her mood's good, she's sweet, even coquettish with me and our parents. But that day… you did go too far. Forget it I'll speak up for you."
"No need. I'll handle what I caused."
"Fine… ah…"
She didn't finish; the warm water flooding her sex, still full of seed, was another kind of stimulus for a nymphomaniac.
As the water climbed and reached her chest, she ducked under, even submerging her nose reminding me of that worker who finished in her, then pressed his tip to her nose to shoot. Her tongue had darted out to lick his glans clean.
"Let me wipe you down," I said, gently erasing the marks left by those men.
"Jiabi loves to play sometimes it breaks my heart. If you're by her side, get used to it. You seem to be on her mind since that punch you threw," Yun Huijie had said at the restaurant that afternoon. Behind him, the boy was thrusting his "blessings" into the girl crawling on the floor, her ass bright red from spanks.
His words had made me chuckle; Jiahua sat beside him, chatting with Yunyun and pointedly ignoring us. Unfazed that I seemed to know so many around her, she snorted and turned away, maybe thinking it was all arranged to watch her.
"I do have a question how did you and the Miss meet?" I'd asked him then.
"Hah, you finally asked," he smiled. Something in my gut went cold; he always seemed to read me too well.
"You know who taught her guzheng? My mother."
"I'm her boyfriend, but sometimes I feel calmer with Jiahua," he said later. We'd left the restaurant; Yunyun and Jiahua walked ahead, we lagged behind, the distance growing.
"Why?"
"Jiabi is a top‑tier temptress born for a thousand men. But Jiahua is different. I've had her, but from that moment, I felt she was someone worth protecting. With her, I felt a calm I never had before."
The weak stirred his protectiveness. But what was his point?
"Calm I never had before… calm…" I muttered now, towel in hand. Just then, she surfaced and misheard me.
"You mean I was too loud when I was fucked just now?" The water had rinsed off cum, sweat, and makeup; her skin, still flushed from the heat, had a rosy sheen. Droplets ran down her cheekbones into the tub. I thought of that pond from our first night.
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