Just that one night that She thought everything had ended, Seven years later she had to remember it all. Recall Every piece of memory of that steamy erotic night. Here she was again in the same room in the same hotel. Room number nine where she lost her innocence. Never did she ever predict that she would be back, her legs are to blame. She was in a hurry shouting her lungs out that she forgot to double-check her keycard. Someone might be triggering her on purpose. It's a joke to her trauma but never had she ever hated it, maybe on that same very day.

Being drugged and dragged by the man she loved her whole fucking five years. As Innocent as she was, the man was also a victim of some petty schemes. She shouldn't have hated him. She regrets ruining him. They were both victims of their selfish partners. It would have been good if she enjoyed her first fuck sober. Just like that, she gave birth to two handsome intelligent treasures. Aduo she never knew she needed. They changed their lives.

She thought he would hate them, but he welcomed them with open hands. Happy to take care of them and spend the rest of his life with them. He gave them a family. He gave them a new life until a month ago when everything they had built fell to crumpets. He left them.
It would have been better if he had eloped with some bitch in that his heart would still be beating in his chest. He died in her hands. Before she could take good care of him on the hospital bed for at least a day. What's the use of having too much money if it couldn't save him? The riches he worked his ass for, he never enjoyed any of that. What's the use of having an expensive car when it's gonna crush you just like an ant? Life is life anyway, it would never be bought. Happy memories flooded her mind. At least she can still smile after he's gone. Owning three angelic treasures is no joke. She would always remember him. She owns room 9 though.

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