"Hey, wake up. Can you hear me?"

Nicole Young kept patting the man, who almost unconscious, but got no response.

A moment ago, she was complacent about finding a quiet place for drawing. Now, she fretted about its seclusion.

What should she do?

Artificial respiration?

But her first kiss was reserved for her future husband!

Nicole gritted her teeth to make up her mind. Life mattered!

She pinched the man's nose and pressed her trembling lips against his pursed ones.

The man's body was scalding!

Nicole blushed up to her ears and continued. All of a sudden, a pair of hands landed on her back.

"Ah!"

Following a cry in fear, she wanted to get up, but it was too late.

The man somehow woke up and locked Nicole in his arms. Narrowing his eyes into slits, he spoke in a dreamy voice, "Damned woman, you started the fire."

He turned over and pressed Nicole down. His eyebrows knitted, he panted painfully and seemingly broke free the beast in him.

Following a growl, the man opened his mouth, bit Nicole's lips, and sucked vigorously...

"Mmm!"

"What are you doing! Let go!"

Nicole's hair stood on end. Pinned down under the man, she couldn't break free.

As the air in her chest was almost drained, her head became dizzy and muddled.

But what appalled her was his following moves.

Chee-ah...

The sound of cloth tearing slashed across the quiet air.

Out of fear, Nicole resisted more desperately.

But her resistance stopped with the tearing pain from her body. She felt like being run over by a car repeatedly.

Nicole cried feebly and shed desperate tears.

"Don't move!"

The man's domineering voice assaulted her ears.

Regardless of that, now Nicole only wanted to push the man away and escape from the nightmare.

Time went by.

She struggled until her voice became hoarse and repented of saving such a man.

Until his face flushed and his breathing slowed down, the man finally stopped.

With his scalding hand, he wiped off Nicole's tears and spoke in a faint voice.

"When I wake up, I'll marry you!"

With his last bit of strength, the man finished his words and closed his eyes.

Feeling his diminished strength, Nicole shoved the man away, picked up a stick from the ground, and hit the man.

"Who wants to marry you, ingrate!"

She lifted her hand and struck him again.

"This is how you repay your savior? Scum!"

She didn't stop the beating until the man's handsome face swelled and then feebly sank to the ground.

Her chastity was gone like this?

Calling the police?

If the news spread far and wide, people might only care about why she came to such a place and even taunted her for her indiscretion.

Overcome with bitterness, she dusted off her body and turned away.

But she halted her steps halfway.

In the wilderness, not a single soul could be found. The man was in an awful condition and didn't succeed in suicide.

She fished him up and beat him with a stick. If any misfortune happened to him, she could hardly absolve herself from the blame...

She already lost her chastity and would face prison. It was not worth it!

She sighed helplessly.

She took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Hello, 911?"

"A man plunged into a river at the Valley of the Flowers and fell into unconsciousness..."