Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe)

Anna's consciousness was already slipping. She could vaguely hear the three men mocking Taylor, but in the next second, their screams filled the room.

When Taylor rushed to her side, she looked like she had just been pulled out of water, her entire body drenched in sweat.

The room was filthy, reeking of sweat and other disgusting odors. She was tied up on a stained, grimy bed, and the sight of her wrists and ankles reddened from the restraints made his heart clench.

How could his little princess be treated in such a manner?

Taylor quickly untied her, his hands trembling with urgency. "Anna, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Although her recent test results showed that her heart was delicate, he still treated her like a delicate porcelain doll.

She looked strange. Was it possible those bastards had injected her with something?

If she had been given drugs, her life would be ruined.noveldrama

Ignoring the scumbags on the floor, Taylor pulled out his phone and called for backup before scooping her up and rushing to the car.

Carefully placing her in the back seat, he reassured her, "Anna, hang in there. I'm taking you to the hospital right now."

But just as he was about to step away, she clung to his collar with surprising strength. "Don't go."

"What is it, Anna? Where does it hurt..."

Before he could finish, she hooked her arms around his neck and pulled him down, her lips crashing into his.

The second their lips met, Taylor's mind went blank.

He wasn't sure when he had fallen for her, but he knew that her feelings for him weren't love; they were reliance, like family.

That was why he had always controlled himself, never crossing the line.

But today, she was the one who kissed him. And he didn't know what to do for the first time in his life.

"Anna, what are you doing?"

She pressed closer, her voice soft and pleading. "Taylor, I feel terrible. Help me."

That's when he realized what kind of drug they had used on her.

"Anna, be good. I'll take you to the hospital. Just hold on a little longer."

If this had happened 20 minutes earlier, she could have resisted.

But now, her self-control was gone entirely.

She kissed his face recklessly, her small hands roaming over his body. "So hot, it's so hot."

She nuzzled against his cheek and neck, inhaling his familiar cool scent, which made her feel safe.

"Taylor, help me."

She even remembered his name. Hearing his name fall from her lips was all it took. His last shred of restraint snapped.

"Anna, do you know who I am?"

She buried her face in his neck, breathing in his scent. "Taylor."

Like a greedy child, she kissed his neck again and again. "I like you the most, Taylor."

"Stupid girl." His eyes darkened with unrestrained possessiveness.

She was already at her limit, but this was her first time. He didn't want it to happen in the car.

Forcing himself to pull her off, he gritted his teeth. "Anna, be good. Just hold on a little longer. There's a hotel right next door."

Going home was no longer an option. Luckily, a five-star resort was nearby, secluded and quiet, the perfect place.

He sped toward it.

But before he could even focus on driving, she climbed over from the back seat, pressing herself against him. Her soft lips trailed over his jaw, her fingers slipping under his shirt, fumbling with his buttons,

Taylor was going insane. He was a man in his 20s. There were things he had understood since he was a teenager.

Young and full of fire, he kept his feelings in check, never daring to entertain thoughts of Anna while awake. But in his dreams, the desires he suppressed during the day ran wild.

But when the moment finally came, it hit him fast and hard. It was so sudden and intense that he was completely caught off guard.

He clenched the steering wheel, his voice hoarse. "Anna, three more minutes. Just hang in there."

"I feel awful."

"I know."

Sweat beaded across Taylor's skin, and Anna refused to let go until she was pressed against his warmth.

It reminded him of a scene from a movie he'd once watched, a temptress wrapping herself around a man, luring him in with every touch.

Those three minutes felt like an eternity. As soon as they reached the hotel's underground parking, he locked the car doors before heading to check-in.

With her state, anyone would assume the worst just from looking at them.

Once he had the key, he returned to the car and carried her straight to the elevator. The moment the doors slid shut, she leaned in again.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pouting. "Taylor, why won't you look at me? Am I ugly?"

His throat bobbed. It wasn't that he wouldn't look; he couldn't.

"No. You're beautiful."

"Really?"

"Mm."

But that answer didn't satisfy her. "Then why won't you kiss me?"

"Anna, we're in public. Someone could come in at any moment."

But if Anna still had any sense left, she wouldn't have asked that question. Her

eyes brimmed with grievance, on the verge of tears, as if Taylor had done something terribly wrong.

Taylor sighed in defeat and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

But she wasn't happy with that.

"This isn't what I want." Taking advantage of his lowered guard, she pulled him in

for a real kiss.

Taylor had no idea how he made it to the room. All he knew was that, for the first time in his life, he had completely lost control. It was as if both his reason and his soul had abandoned him.

He did things he never imagined himself doing. From the elevator to the hallway,

he kissed Anna with a desperate intensity, unable to stop himself.

It wasn't until her fingers brushed against his belt that he finally tore himself away, his breath ragged: Pressing a kiss to her lips, he

murmured, "Be good. Let's take this inside."