The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 398

Chapter 398: A reward?
In the few minutes that Sam went to make coffee, what exactly happened to Aurora?

Sam didn’t know.

But it couldn’t have been more than five minutes. Besides taking a short nap, there wasn’t much she could have done.

What could cause such a drastic change in someone’s demeanor in just five minutes?

Sam couldn’t figure it out. It seemed impossible to draw a conclusion.

But he thought of a theory: some people, after doing certain things or entering specific states, become entirely different. It’s not about summoning a second personality but rather shedding their facade.

They would remember what happened afterward, but most people are good at pretending otherwise.

Could it be that drinking a lot of mixed alcohol was the specific condition that turned Aurora into this helpless, vulnerable state?

It seemed like a plausible explanation. After all, alcohol does numb the nerves, making it hard to control one’s true emotions.

But could it really cause such an exaggerated, drastic transformation?

That seemed a bit strange.

But what should he do now?

Sam found himself on her bed. Honestly, he was confused about why he was there, why Aurora was quietly nestled in his arms, sleeping against his chest.

The wind outside was intense, tapping on the windows, rustling the trees, and sweeping the streets.

The various sounds, like different instruments blending into a perfect, natural symphony.

The night was deep, so deep that the moon was nowhere to be seen.

Sam sighed silently.

Maybe it would be better to leave once Aurora was fully asleep.

The woman in Sam’s arms seemed to be breathing evenly, gradually falling into a deep sleep.

But her enticing body was pressed tightly against Sam, her full breasts against his chest, like the perfect sponge no one could replicate.

Soft yet elastic, not small in size, and perfectly shaped.

Not to mention Aurora’s sleeping posture… how to describe it?

People who often sleep alone, whether male or female, need a sense of security, so they like to hug pillows or blankets.

And now… Sam seemed to have become that substitute.

Her long, slender legs were wrapped around Sam’s, holding him tightly.

This position was quite awkward. But to help Aurora fall asleep faster, he even considerately turned off the bedside lamp. The room was plunged into darkness.

But it wasn’t cold at all.

Sam gradually forgot that he was supposed to leave once Aurora fell asleep.

His eyelids grew heavy.

Then he slowly closed his eyes… as if he were sleeping at home.

Sam seemed to finally get some rest in this not-so-complicated but particularly long night.

Until…

“Click.”

A sudden sound, like a switch being flipped.

Accompanied by a sudden, blinding light.

Sam slowly opened his eyes.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp.

And at this moment… who else could it be but Aurora?

Sam, still a bit dazed, quickly remembered something.

Damn… he had fallen asleep?

Sam was about to speak.

“Click.”

Another soft sound.

Aurora, wearing only a bra and panties, lit a cigarette.

It was indeed Aurora.

She wasn’t screaming or acting like she had been violated.

But… wasn’t she a bit too calm? Even turning on the light and smoking without worrying about waking Sam?

Sam sat up.

“Looks like you’re sober now?”

Aurora took a drag from her cigarette, exhaling smoke into the room.

“Yeah… I tend to wake up in the middle of the night after drinking. My head’s still a bit dizzy.”

Sam looked curiously at this woman who had regained her usual calm and cold demeanor under the lamp, but who was now only in her underwear, giving off a contrastingly seductive vibe. “Do you remember what happened earlier?”

The woman, holding the cigarette between her fingers, paused.

She turned her head.

Under the lamp, her face showed a slight blush, making her look less cold.

She squinted at Sam.

“What did you do to me?”

Sam wasn’t intimidated by her interrogative tone.

He smiled.

“You’re a cop. If I did anything to you, you’d be the first to know, right?”

Aurora glanced subtly at the half-empty coffee cup on the bedside table and the clothes on the floor.

“My clothes… I took them off myself, right?”

“Of course, and you’re still not wearing them.”

“Well, you’ve already seen everything. There’s no point in putting them back on.”

Aurora seemed quite nonchalant.

Sam looked at her curiously.

“Officer Aurora, are you always this open?”

“Do you think any other man besides you has seen me like this?”

Aurora said, her face showing a hint of discomfort.

Sam pondered for a moment.

“So I should feel honored?”

“At least you shouldn’t feel insulted.”

“That’s true… but you don’t seem embarrassed at all, which makes me feel a bit awkward.”

Aurora laughed.

“So men are this hypocritical? When a woman is dressed, they can’t wait to undress her, but when she’s undressed, they think she should put her clothes back on?”

“Not exactly… it’s just that our relationship doesn’t seem appropriate for this, right?”

Sam said.

Aurora placed the cigarette on the edge of the table.

Then she walked to the wardrobe, calmly picked out a black long-sleeve T-shirt, and put it on.

She sat back on the edge of the bed, looking at Sam.

“Is this better?”

It did seem more normal, but… the beautiful view was gone, which was a bit of a shame.

“Maybe you could take it off again for comparison?”

“What do you take me for, you little pervert!”

She said irritably, taking another drag from her cigarette.

Suddenly.

“Boom!”

Lightning and thunder roared again.

But this time, Aurora didn’t panic and dive into Sam’s arms. She sat there calmly, elegantly smoking.

Sam looked at her curiously.

“You’re not afraid of thunder?”

Aurora frowned.

“I was scared as a kid. Who’s still afraid of thunder at this age?”

“But earlier you…”

“Earlier?”

Aurora stared intently at Sam, as if trying to detect any subtle clues.

Sam looked at her expression and asked suspiciously.

“Wasn’t that an act earlier?”

“…If you mention what happened earlier, you’re dead.”

Aurora clearly remembered something, turning her head uncomfortably.

This piqued Sam’s interest.

He smiled, got up, and sat beside her, looking at Aurora, who was deliberately avoiding his gaze.

“You remember, don’t you?”

“Yes, I remember.”

Aurora answered reluctantly.

“But it’s strange. You didn’t seem to be acting earlier, and now you don’t deny remembering… isn’t that awkward?”

Aurora blushed, looking at the lamp, seemingly helpless.

“I think lying about it is pointless. I don’t like lying.”

“Surprisingly honest, fitting for a cop. But can you tell me what’s going on?”

Aurora sighed softly, then turned to Sam with some annoyance.

“Didn’t Alice tell you that I tend to… become someone else when I drink too much?”

“Someone else?”

“A… sensitive, fragile, and childish me.”

Aurora said, her cheeks visibly red, and this expression wasn’t fake.

Sam realized she didn’t have a second personality or another self. It was just the sensitive, vulnerable side of Aurora that came out when she was drunk, the side that needed companionship.

“Does this happen often when you drink?”

Sam asked with a smile.

Aurora glared at Sam.

“I never drink too much with people I’m not close to, and I rarely drink with men. Even when I drank with you and Alice, or with you and Mia, I didn’t get drunk. Only this time…”

“Only this time? Why?”

“How should I know?” Aurora retorted.

“Does that mean I’m someone you trust a lot, Officer Aurora?”

Sam asked with a smile, trying to tease her.

He expected her to deny it outright.

But Aurora paused, then asked Sam in return.

“You’ve done so much for me, and there’s nothing to dislike about you, so you deserve my trust.”

“…Wait, Officer Aurora, you’re throwing me off here.”

Sam had encountered many stubborn girls.

Even when they were willing, they’d still say ‘no’ while taking off their clothes.

Aurora’s response was so… different, it was surprising.

Aurora smirked at him.

“Did you think I’d blush and deny it like the girls you’ve met?”

“But your face is red now.”

“That’s because it’s hot!”

Aurora said, fanning her face with her hand.

Alright, maybe not that straightforward after all.

Does this woman have a knack for being honest in strange situations?

“Fine, I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“Of course it’s a compliment. I do trust you. Not just because you helped me with Mia, but also because… I know you’re a man with a strong sense of justice and a kind heart.”

“And you still think I’m a womanizer?”

“Is that contradictory?”

Sam couldn’t argue with that.

Aurora put out her cigarette.

She leaned back against the headboard, her legs bent on the bed.

She looked at Sam sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Earlier, you saw me make a fool of myself. I said I wouldn’t get drunk on just beer, but I did.”

“It’s okay. You were happy and excited. I understand. At least you were rational and didn’t cause me much trouble.”

“Why are you so understanding?”

“What else? Should I ask you to take responsibility?”

Sam asked with a laugh.

Aurora frowned uncomfortably.

“In your eyes, I seem completely unattractive. Is it because men don’t like female cops? Or do you think I’m too tough to be a woman?”

Sam shook his head.

“You’re very attractive. Your straightforward and unpretentious personality is very charming. It’s not about being tough.”

“Are you comforting me?”

“I already did, Officer Aurora.”

As he said this, his eyes glanced at the half-empty coffee cup.

Clearly, Sam was thinking about the image of putting his cock in Aurora’s mouth.

“Smack!”

Aurora slapped the back of Sam’s head.

“Jerk, you’ve already seen it, and you’re still thinking about it?”

Sam rubbed his head.

“Can’t I think about it? I took care of you without any reward, and I paid for dinner. Isn’t it a bit unfair?”

Sam pretended to be aggrieved.

Aurora glared at Sam.

Sam looked at Aurora innocently.

Aurora chuckled.

“You want a reward?”

“A token of appreciation would be nice. After all, I’m just a student…”

Before Sam could finish his sentence.

Aurora suddenly reached out, cupping Sam’s face with both hands.

No extra prelude.

No elaborate setup.

She simply and directly, under the glow of the lamp, held Sam’s face and… kissed him.

When the moist sensation touched his lips.

Sam felt a bit dazed.

She and Mia really were sisters.

Both liked to express gratitude in such a traditional way.

Surprisingly.

Her kiss was extremely inexperienced.

Just pressing her lips against his, not moving.

It was a bit awkward, neither moving nor pulling away.

What was she trying to do?

So Sam couldn’t help but move a bit.

And with that one move.

It became unstoppable.