Chapter 6 That Was My First Time

It was a very simple kiss. Iverson gazed at Amanda, who was kissing him. They were very close to each other. He could clearly see her thick, long eyelashes trembling slightly. As for Amanda, she was also very nervous and scared at this time. Iverson"s heart felt as if it had been gently touched by something. After fixed attention, he turned his palm in another direction, clasped Amanda"s slender waist, and deepened that kiss. ... Hot... Amanda felt like her body was floating on a ship, rising and falling with the waves. She held the leather seat cushion with her fingers and raised her head to receive the overwhelming kiss from Iverson. The atmosphere inside the dull car rose bit by bit, and the ambiguous voices came out. Amanda closed her eyes tightly, feeling both pain and joy in her heart. "What are you thinking?" The man in front of her straightened her chin and pressed his body against hers. Amanda bit her lip and didn"t say anything. "Open your eyes." Iverson wrapped his arm around Amanda"s waist and breathed hot air into her ear. As if she couldn"t bear the torture, Amanda opened her eyes and met a pair of dark and icy eyes. Even then, Iverson"s eyes were still so chilly and expressionless. "Do you know who you are kissing?" Iverson pinched her chin and looked straight at the woman below him. "...Iverson Byran." Amanda said his name in a low voice, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. "Yes, don"t forget, I"m Iverson." Iverson stared into her eyes and leaned over again to kiss her deeply. After getting drunk, Amanda"s head suddenly ached. Amanda opened her eyes, and all she saw was darkness. The messed-up sheets were rolled in an unfamiliar room, and the floor was littered with men"s and women"s clothes. Amanda was stunned for two seconds, and the memories of last night flooded her mind. Oh no! She seemed to have accidentally slept with Iverson after getting drunk! Taking a deep breath, Amanda picked up the clothes on the floor and was about to get out of bed when the bathroom door was pushed open with a dull sound. A man in a black bathrobe walked out slowly. "Are you awake?" His voice was hoarse and low. Amanda lowered her head and didn"t dare to meet his eyes. She said in a low voice, "Um... Mr. Byran, about last night, I..." "Divorce." Iverson"s cold and emotionless voice interrupted her. Amanda was stunned. She looked at the man across from her and asked, "What?" Sitting on the sofa in front of her, Iverson handed her a glass of water and said calmly, "You, divorce immediately." Amanda"s mind went blank. She took the water from Iverson"s hand and said, "Mr. Byran, I... don"t quite understand what you mean..." Iverson looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "I won"t be your secret lover, so..." He glanced at her coldly and said word by word, "you have to get a divorce." Since Amanda couldn"t decide, he would make it for her! Amanda was dumbfounded: What the hell was going on? What did her marriage have to do with Iverson? What did he mean by the secret lover? Although she was planning to divorce... Wait! Amanda instantly understood: Iverson wasn"t trying to take responsibility for her, was he? "Mr. Byran, I drank too much last night. Don"t worry; we"re both adults. I won"t think too much about it. Besides, this isn"t the first time I"ve done something like this. You don"t have to care too much about that." "But I"m not." Iverson interrupted her coldly. "Ah? What?" "Last night was my first time." Iverson looked at her coldly and said in a strange voice, "Don"t you understand?" Amanda was speechless on the spot.