Kristen Calls Me a Whore (Slight R18)

Laura's POV—

After 'eating' my thighs, she moved her gaze towards the only piece of clothing left on my body. Just as she was about to remove it, I stopped her.

"Stop! You can't touch there!" I pouted angrily.

Kristen looked into my eyes and asked, "You want to see my naked body?" I nodded my head in affirmation, "then, say 'please.' If you say this, I will remove all my clothes."

"Please~" I whined needily.

Kristen's eyes widened in shock. She never expected me to utter those humiliating words without even pondering over it.

With a hesitant tone, she asked, "You... you really want to see my body?"

"Yes!"

"Wait—"

Before she could stop me, I stood up and began removing her gown, leaving her with only underwear. They were white in colour. Her muscles were very strong. Unlike many women who look weird having a muscular body, muscles clearly suited Kristen's body. They were highlighting her strong feminine features. But that wasn't the reason of her hesitation. There were countless scars all over her body.

Seeing me looking at her body, Kristen asked, "Are you feeling disgusted seeing my scars?" Her tone was very low, sending shivers down my body. I knew if I didn't answer to her satisfaction, she might do something... which might hurt me. Hah, let's use my brain to get out of this messy situation.

I slowly moved my hand over those scars and asked, "Where did you get them?"

"Family-business wars. I don't think you will be able to understand this."

I shook my head and replied, "You are wrong. I can understand what you are feeling. Fighting is unavoidable in the succession line. If you are weak, you are not fit be the successor. And these scars? They show your strength, resilience, and persistence. So, don't be ashamed of these scars."

Kristen scrutinized me with a blank look, sending shivers down my spine. Yet, I smiled as if I was possessed.

"Are you telling the truth?"

I nodded, "Yes, I am telling the truth. Besides, we have just met a few minutes ago... and for some reason, we are having sex. So, you needn't be worried about me lying to you." This itself is a lie that I don't lie. I am really sure this woman will snap my neck if don't lie to her.

Kristen eyes brimmed with an indescribable emotion. Ah, fuck it! Don't tell me this woman will tell some cheesy lines? Or, what if she talks about her backstory. I don't know between them which one is the worse.

"You really think that?" asked Kristen, once again to verify the truth.

I am sorry, Kristen... but I am an excellent liar. So, don't think you can catch me.

I kissed her soft lips for a brief moment and nodded my head. "I am not lying to you, Kristen. These scars look really cool on you! And I love it!" Fuck! It looks like I overdid.

A smirk appeared on Kristen's lips as she pinched my chin. "Good. Your answer really impressed me," she released my chin and patted my head, "the last person who belittled my scars didn't see the next day's sun. Li Wen?" My back unconsciously straightened up, hearing my real name from her mouth... even though, I am in a really awkward position.

I forced a smile and asked, "Why are you calling me by that name? Laura is just fine, please call me by that name only."

Kristen's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do all your sex partners call you by that name? Are you a whore? I have seen many whores going by a codename."

Angered by her words, I pushed her away. I was really surprised that she let me push her away but now's not the time to think about it.

"Why did you push me away? Is it because I revealed your true profession?"

My entire body trembled with hatred. How dare she presume this! Was it because I wanted to have sex with her?

I glared at her and yelled, "Fuck you! Fuck. You. Kristen. Fuck you! How dare you call me a 'whore?' If you didn't want to have sex with me, just fucking tell me. No need to humiliate me like this!"

Kristen tried to grab my arm, but I dodged it and put some distance between us. I crouched down and grabbed all of my clothes from the ground.

"Didn't you want to have sex with me? Where are you going?"

I sneered, "I did want to. But now, I don't want to. Just because I wanted to have sex with you, I was branded as a whore. Don't worry, I accept full accountability. It was my mistake to think we could have some fun together. Also, control your possessiveness. I know it very well why you called me a 'whore.'"

After putting on my clothes, I gave her a middle finger. "Just for the record, whores are humans as well. And just for your personal record, I am a... hah! Forget it. I don't care whatever you think about me. Also, fuck your scars! It's not your scars that are hideous... it's you who makes... I-I... just fuck off!" Shaking my head, I left the restroom, leaving Kristen to rot there alone.