She divorced devilish husband, seducing her brother in-law
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Introduction
"I won't lose you to him again!" The ruthless man turned into soft.
In between them, Choi was bewildered to choose her right future partner.
While she was anxious between them, her family members tried to kill her for the property that was going to be her.
Who will she choose? And the teleportation will keep turn the table again and again to make her life worse?
Let's see in the chapters!
Chapter 1
In the dark, swallowed room, there was a sixteen-year-old girl seated in front of a computer that was splashing screen light over her front body. Her sexy, bone-showing fingers on the mouse were slightly shivering to press the click button as she bashed her rosy, thin lips at the corner seductively. Those sex-famished eyes gaze steadily at a question: 'Do you want to play it now?'
The arrow point was on the green-coloured 'Yes' box.
It was her first-time desire to watch the porn video to learn about the process.
Those trembles on her fingers halted.
CLICK!
The video was playing.
In the very next second, before she blinks and opens to see the first 0.001 seconds, she finds herself shockingly awakened in a bluffy, neat lavender bed.
Seeing those white and neatly designed ceilings where the sunlight reflects on them, she knitted her brows together in scepticism.
"Get ready soon, don't behave like you know me outside just because yesterday night."
A deep, handsome, and manly voice flowed through her soft ear, causing her to jump and sit up in shock.
Her eyes tickled in the sunlight before she figured out the man who was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his dress. She squeezed her eyes in a rush, drifting apart her two lashes. Those foggy visions of a white-shirt man get clear gradually. She saw a man's sexy, slightly tiny waist and ironed a white cotton shirt over it, making it so sexy for his fit body.
She was extremely conflicted about the situation.
Why am I here?
Who is this man?
Like that, plenty of confusion echoed inside her mind as those narrowed eyes were on that hot man.
That man's awe-inspiring, caramel-coloured pupils noticed her sitting there for a long time with a fixed gaze on him. He snorted in dislike before saying, "Cover your unsexy body."
Her eyes expanded in shock, she looked down, realising that she was fully naked, pulled the bed sheet in a hurry, and covered her neck quickly.
And when she straightened her head and looked at the place where he was, she could only see his alluring side view as he headed towards the room door with the handsome walk, but he had rolled his sleeves up to his elbow, exposing slightly veins showing forearms, and the shirt's first two buttons were unbuttoned, exposing a shaved, neat, fair-skinned, sexy chest.
BANG!
The door slammed.
She shuddered, released from the stunning beauty of him, and looked around the luxury room, sighed hopelessly.
I don't think this is a dream; where am I?
As she questioned herself, she noticed the photo album had someone who looked like a twenty-year-old girl with a charming face smiling in a pose.
Her abdomen shook once she recognised that those russian glowing eyes belonged to her, and she leaned further closer to them, narrowed her eyes, and clearly saw that she had aged as a more beautiful woman.
"It's me,"
She looked around once in anxiety and gasped shockingly. "I travelled to the future."
She got off in a rush, running to the mirror quickly and pressing her palm against her chest to keep the bed sheet on.
As she appeared in front of the mirror, it was unbelievable to see her future self. Seeing her thick, hip-long, silky, messy hair, she wondered. "Did I grow it? Wow!!"
A lavender envelope on the table near the mirror caught her attention.
Her shocked face slightly formed into a smile, thinking that was a love letter from that man earlier, as she realized they must have had a great night yesterday.
Soon she unfolded, and the smile dropped.
She read, "You agreed to give divorce in a month. I already did what you asked. Don't forget, I had another copy of the contract."
She spotted another piece of paper inside the envelope, and she realised that was a divorce agreement. On the lower right corner of the paper was her signature on the agreement.
"Who is this man? Why did he marry me if he doesn't like me?" Disappointedly asked herself, tight-lipped before sighing and crumbling that paper.
Meanwhile...
In the bathroom, a hissing sound of pain mixed with a water showering sound could be heard from outside.
She was moaning, wrinkling, and straightening her whole back shoulder as those soft fingers tried to touch the gore of finger snatch all over her back body while the steamy water drops dripped through it, which made her hiss more in pain.
"Is he that aggressive, or did he do it on purpose?" She bit her teeth as she remembered the divorce agreement and asserted, "He did it on purpose." She raged in fury as steam vapour all over her naked body.
After getting changed, the phone rang.
She picked up the phone and answered it. "Hello,"
"Mss. Elvira, come fast. CEO is waiting for an hour."
"CEO?" She blinked in confusion and checked that the number was not even a saved contract.
"Come fast; he is angry right now. It's best for you to come fast," the manager said, hanging up the phone before she could ask further questions.
"Is this a trap?" She asked herself and comforted herself, "No, who might do wrong to me? I'm a kind girl."
However, her consciousness pushed her to know more about her future.
She snorted and called back, "Who is the CEO, and where is the company? Give me your address."
The manager rolled his slightly conflicted stare at the CEO. His muscle-back shoulder was leaning against the chair, handsomely resting his forearm on the bench. His fantastic, horny, mixed-up handsome face could attract anyone around him. He raised his dark, sharp brow at him questionably.
"Mss. Elvira asks who you are and where your company is," the manager nervously declared.
He bit his bottom lips annoyingly and tightened his whole frustration into his folded fist.
"Has she lost her mind after sex?" He muttered.
Meanwhile...
As he remembered that her body stayed pumped up for a while with a long gasp while he inserted his tick inside her pussy yesterday night and her audio-breakable scream after he settled inside her hot sticky pussy, he nodded in agreement, "Maybe..."
"Tell her," he loosened his fist grip and normalised his handsome face into an uninterested one.
Then the manager informed her, to hang up the phone.
A few hours later, the door opened gently, and Elvira stepped inside and kept bowing, respectively, as the manager passed her and left the room.
She looked straight at the person, who kept sitting in a in a position like a boss. Her respect dropped, and shock screeched. "You..."
He was her childhood friend who always fought each other and never spent time to understand each other. Her father and his father were best friends. That's how their friendship evolved. However, they had never shown a kind face to each other--only hatred.
He was now the now the CEO of plenty of business companies owned by his father.
And when she glimpsed his white dress that he wore the same way as the person in her room earlier,.
"Are you?..." She gasped in extreme shock and disgustedly stared at him from top to toe.
BANG!
Papers scattered along the cold air, and files punched the floor hard. Elvira grabbed her stomach in pain and fell on her knee.
"Is this your time to come to the to the office? Did you lose your mind after sex?" The CEO feistily yelled in no time.
Elvira's jaw dropped in extreme confusion. Since childhood, he had never dared to stand against her because his father loved Elvira so much. If he disobeys her, he must be going through his father's custody, no matter what.
Elvira twisted her jaw annoyingly with one side leaning her head before stepping further towards him and slapping him in the blink of an eye.
"What's made you take control of me?" with a spunky, upright face, emitting nonsupressable fury, she roared.
A slight provocative sigh escaped his lips before slapping her back instantly, causing her to gasp in an angry-tinged surprise.
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