Fated by met 18 +

Italy, Morning Time

Anya sat on the bed in anger, glaring at Rivan, who stood in front of the dressing table in a towel, drying his hair. Rivan, while blow-drying his hair, said, "Baby, are you going to change or not?"

Anya picked up the clothes and threw them at Rivan, saying, "I will neither change nor go anywhere with you. Do whatever you want." She lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over herself.

Rivan had finished drying his hair and looked at Anya, saying, "Think about it, this is your last chance."
Anya said from under the blanket, "I have thought about it. Do whatever you want."

A crooked smile appeared on Rivan's face. He went to Anya's feet and slightly lifted the blanket, slipping inside. Anya's eyes widened. She looked under the blanket and saw Rivan kneeling near her feet, looking at her. Suddenly, he pulled the blanket off Anya.

Anya was about to get up, but Rivan pulled her legs, and she fell back onto the bed. Anya said, "What are you doing? Why are you sitting in this position? Get away from there."

Rivan bit his lower lip and said, "Because I like this position." His gaze roamed over Anya's lower body. He leaned down, lifted Anya's top, and placed his lips on her navel. He started licking her navel. Anya closed her eyes and clenched the bedsheet in her fists. At Rivan's touch, goosebumps rose all over her body. A soft moan escaped her lips. Rivan raised his head and looked at Anya, who was biting her lower lip. A crooked smile returned to his face. He placed his lips back on Anya's navel and then slowly lowered her shorts a little.
Anya suddenly opened her eyes and looked up slightly at Rivan, who had unbuttoned her pants. Her eyes widened. She quickly sat up completely, forcefully pushed Rivan, and got off the bed.

Rivan lay on his back on the bed, a crooked smile on his face.

Anya shouted, "What were you trying to do?"

Rivan sat up. His gaze was still on Anya's navel and pants, which were unbuttoned and slightly lowered.

Anya noticed Rivan's gaze. Her eyes widened, and she quickly pulled up her pants and buttoned them. She walked up to Rivan and said, "Obscene man."

Rivan suddenly pulled Anya towards him, and she fell on top of him. Rivan placed his hand on her stomach and said, "My little strawberry, you were the one who said, 'Do whatever you want.'"

Anya said, "That doesn't mean you'll do such things, does it?"

Rivan said, "If you give such hints, what else will I do?"

Anya tilted her head slightly and looked at him, saying, "What kind of hint did I give? Dirty things are always running in your mind. What's my fault in this? Now leave me."

Rivan pulled her closer, saying, "What if I don't?"

Just then, Anya's eyes widened suddenly. She put her hand over her mouth and closed her eyes, saying softly, "You are really very obscene." She got up from Rivan's lap and ran towards the bathroom.

A crooked smile appeared on Rivan's face. Just then, he received a call. He looked at the phone screen, and his fists clenched.

On the other side, in America, a girl was talking angrily to someone on the phone. She said angrily, "Rivan can't do this to me, can't cheat on me, can't leave me for that two-bit girl. I have to go to Italy." The girl hung up the phone and looked at a photo on the wall. In the photo, Rivan and she were together, and Rivan was hugging her.

On the other side, in Italy, Anya and Rivan were sitting in the car. Rivan was taking Anya to his house.

Anya was sitting on his lap, glaring at him. She had asked Rivan for her phone, but he hadn't given it to her. Anya said angrily, "Are you giving me my phone or not?" Rivan didn't respond. He was busy with his phone. Suddenly, Anya snatched his phone from Rivan and threw it out of the car.