Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Chapter: 61

“What's your name?” Lynch called out after her.

Ariana stopped and turned. Her red lips parted as she uttered, “Brielle Edwards.”

“Brielle...” Lynch repeated the name to himself. He couldn't take his eyes off her back as she walked into the elevator.

As she left the elevator, Ariana glanced around to make sure she wasn’t being followed. She entered the restroom and began washing her hands thoroughly.

The thought of Lynch touching her made her sick to her stomach. Urgh! She cursed at him under her breath as she scrubbed her hands clean.

She then removed her mask so she could wash her face. Just as she was about to lean over the sink, the restroom door crashed open. Aman with a huge beer belly drunkenly stumbled in.

Ariana stepped back in shock. “What are you doing?” she exclaimed. The man hurried over and embraced her. “Let go of me, you pervert! I'll call the police!” Ariana struggled and was finally able to shove him off.

Jett Gellar chuckled. He looked Ariana up and down like a predator examining its prey. “Drop the act. You're a prostitute, right? | can tell by the way you’re dressed. | know exactly how this world works. How much for the night?”

Ariana was taken aback. She shook her head and protested, “I don’t know what you're talking about. This is the lady's room. Please get out. Now!”

“Oh please. | just saw you trying to seduce that man His expression turned fierce. “If you’re going to sleep with someone tonight, it might as well be me.”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Despite his drunken state, Jett was still much stronger than her. He aggressively pushed her into a cubicle. As she tried to get back out the door, he pressed her against it. She was trapped.

This vulgar man leaned into her body, a crooked smile spreading across his face. At the sight of his balding head and yellow teeth, Ariana felt sick. “Let’s get this over with. As soon as you pleasure me, I'll let you go,” Jett whispered into her ear salaciously.

This sent a shiver down her spine and turned her face pale. “You can’t do this to me. I’m married to Theodore. He’s the Anderson family’s eldest son!”

“You think I’m stupid enough to believe that a lady from such a rich family would work as a model here?” he snorted. With one finger, he lifted her chin. “Even if that is true, | don’t care. I’m Jett Gellar. | am also from a very powerful family. | may have been afraid of the Andersons many years ago but now that Theodore is paralyzed, he’s a sitting duck. Why don’t you just ditch him? You could be my mistress. | have immense power and money. So, what do you say?”

With that, he puckered his lips and brought them to hers. Ariana squirmed and kicked him hard, crying out, “Help” “Shut up. The louder you scream, the more | want to fuck you.”

With one hand, he dragged the straps of her dress down, while the other slipped up her leg.