Chapter 4 : Who Are You?

Keith glanced up at Jeremy with his brown eyes visible in the dark light, and his long curly eyelashes flickered. He looked at Jeremy with a fierce look in his eyes. Seeing that Keith was getting impatient and a little upset with him, Jeremy immediately stopped joking, straightened up, and said, "Guaranteed to satisfy you!" Jeremy found the owner of the bar and booked the most spacious and romantic room available for Keith. "What about the others?" Jeremy asked while watching Keith take Cathryn into the room. They came out to celebrate tonight, but without him, the boss, the party would soon end without any certainty. "Organize it by yourself and continue to play. They will either play or go home." As Keith spoke, his long white fingers bent as he grabbed a corner of his tie, pulling it open slightly and revealing his exquisite collarbone. "Okay." Jeremy smiled and glanced at Cathryn in the bed. Then, smiling meaningfully, he said to Keith," You can go to the company late tomorrow, and I'll help you deal with some matters first." Then, without waiting for Keith to reply, Jeremy hurriedly closed the door and ran away with a laugh. A slight smile from his nose spilled. Keith turned his head to look at Cathryn, who was lying in bed murmuring, and then he stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt. Jeremy booked the most exquisite room available for Keith. There was only a big bed and two tea tables in the place mainly because the people who spent the night in the bar had all the other rooms booked up. The red wine lights overhead were still dim, but at least Keith could clearly see the face of the woman in bed. Unfastening his buttons, Keith took off his shirt. Keith was six feet and four inches tall. The dim light shone on his naked upper body. The man's figure was perfect, his upper body was perfect, his shoulders were broad and thick, his chest muscles were compact and beautiful, and the outline of his abdominal muscles was clear. Cathryn was a little restless. She was rolling back and forth on the bed. She was begging for him to get off her, and then she was pleading for him to get back on her. Cathryn was fully showing the complexity of a drunken woman. The smell of the wine on his body was so bad that Keith went to the bathroom for a shower first. After he was all cleaned up, he was so surprised to see the woman in bed had taken off all her clothes. Cathryn was obviously too drunk. She wasn't entirely coherent. When she heard the sound of the water running as Keith was taking his shower, she remembered what she and Jordan used to do at their home. He would take a shower first, and when the bathroom was warm, it was time for her to go in and take a bath, so she subconsciously took off all her clothes. The odor of the wine on the woman's body was disgusting, but it still could not hide her charm. Trying his best to calm himself down, Keith took the woman to the bathroom and helped her to take a shower. Then he carried her to the bed again. After he scrubbed her body, Cathryn felt a cool sensation on her skin. Yet her body seemed like fire, the lust burning her nerves. She felt so thirsty and dry that she could not help moaning, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to touch her own private parts with her hands. Cathryn's figure perfectly matched her beautiful appearance. She had a slender waist and high hips, a full chest, and a long skinny neck. It was the perfect figure with her fair skin color, which could easily evoke any man's desire. Aware of something wrong with Cathryn, Keith, who had been standing at the bedside, leaned over and sustained his hands on the sides of Cathryn's body. He looked at her. The skin of the woman had turned into a faint red, and a thin layer of perspiration had oozed out. Her breath was sprayed on his face, making him frown tightly to endure his lust. Cathryn felt very hot and uncomfortable. The powerful hormone pulled over her like a key, opening all her desires, and as Keith raised his hand to touch her forehead, Cathryn groaned and put her arms around him. "Jordan ..." Cathryn gasped and trembled as she called out his name. When Cathryn hugged Keith, his body was tense all of a sudden. In the dim consciousness, Cathryn heard only a magnetic low voice passing through her eardrum into her mind. "I'm not Jordan." Keith vaguely uttered. Hearing the man's words, instead of feeling disappointed, Cathryn knew she was not being seduced. She suddenly opened her eyes to look for the body of the man. Indeed, the man was not Jordan. Jordan had already divorced her and he had proposed to another woman in front of her. The man who was with her now could be any man but could never be Jordan. "Who...are you?" Cathryn's voice trembled as she asked again. "Keith Clarkson, and you can call me Keith." The name was like a complicated procedure, which was carefully carved into her memory. "Hug me," said Cathryn with tears. She was begging for the warmth of a man. Tears were falling from her eyes. She raised her head and kissed him on the lips. Since Jordan had an affair in the marriage, it would not matter that she went to bed with other men after the divorce, would it? The soft and sweet lips wholly opened the gate of the man's reason, and his desire immediately poured down like a flood. Keith's eyes slowly became more intense and more profound, and he pulled off the bathrobe. He embraced Cathryn's body with his. **** The next day, Cathryn woke up from hunger. She opened her eyes as the sun shone on the king-size bed. Instantly she could feel her head spinning, and it felt like her head was going to explode. Her headache was so intense that she thought she was going to be sick to her stomach. It made some of the broken memories of her mind more broken, broken to almost blank.