Peter looked around, seeing plush wool carpets, a fireplace burning with a warm flame, and a large, fluffy, soft bed.
The air was even filled with a faint scent of aromatherapy.
What the hell... kidnapped to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, are we?
And the so-called "kidnapped victim," Felicia, was currently wearing a cool silk nightgown, barefoot, looking at his sudden appearance with a pitiful expression.
The only thing on her body related to ropes was probably that pair of 8D black stockings on her legs... Much like the bewildered Peter, Felicia's mind had actually gone blank when she discovered a purple light shield lighting up on her body just now.
However, she had experienced that wonderful spatial teleportation once before.
Therefore, she managed to adjust her state before Peter landed.
Although Peter appeared much earlier than she had anticipated, that didn't matter!
After all, Peter's arrival was originally part of her plan.
Thus, almost at the instant she clearly saw Felicia's outfit, Felicia, whose beautiful face was filled with terror and grievance, instantly threw herself into Peter's arms.
She behaved like a frightened kitten, trembling in Peter's embrace.
"Thank God, Peter! You're finally here! I thought I'd never see you again!"
A soft, fragrant body filled his arms.
Peter was momentarily stunned.
Because the heating in the room was turned up high, Felicia was wearing very little, and that thin silk nightgown provided almost no barrier at all.
And because Peter knew he was going to Africa and that his Hurricane Form could withstand high-altitude air currents, he was only wearing a single layer of clothing.
With the two of them pressed so tightly together, the startling sensation caused Peter's brain to stall for half a second.
However, he quickly snapped back to his senses.
Something wasn't right.
Everything about this situation felt off.
Peter calmly held the trembling girl in his arms, softly comforting her while secretly activating the power of the horse talisman.
A gentle healing energy covered Felicia's entire body.
However, when the healing power finished, the girl in his arms remained in that frightened little rabbit state.
Her expression and state hadn't changed in the slightest; in fact... she was shaking even harder.
"Hmm?"
Peter began to have doubts.
She didn't fall for a trick?
Could it be... she really was just simply terrified?
While he was thinking this, Felicia in his arms had already stood on her tiptoes, and her soft lips pressed against his.
Peter's eyes instantly widened.
At this, he was truly a bit dazed.
He certainly knew Felicia's feelings for him.
He had also long since prepared himself to "not take the initiative, but not refuse" in his heart.
But... why was Felicia suddenly being so proactive?
Because she was kidnapped, she realized the preciousness of life? And then finally made up her mind to face her inner desires?
While thinking this, Peter found that Felicia still showed no signs of stopping.
Her initiative and passion far exceeded Peter's imagination.
Peter was originally a superhuman whose physiological functions far surpassed ordinary men, and having just tasted the forbidden fruit with Gwen not long ago, he had developed a real taste for it, and the fire in his body was burning at its peak.
Now, with such a stunning beauty like Felicia proactively throwing herself into his arms, kissing and nibbling... who could withstand this?
In any case, Peter couldn't withstand it at all.
He hadn't been fully satisfied when he was with Gwen before.
Now, being provoked like this by Felicia, it was even more impossible to maintain his sanity.
Since Felicia wasn't being controlled by any special drugs or microchips.
Then it was a matter of mutual consent.
Since it was mutual consent, then what was there for Peter to hesitate about?
Thinking of this, Peter no longer hesitated, wrapping his arms tightly around Felicia and beginning to turn passive into active.
The temperature in the room seemed to become even higher at this moment.
Accompanied by the crackling sound of the wood in the fireplace, the spring air in the room seemed to become increasingly vibrant... About an hour later, the clouds had cleared and the rain had stopped.
This had nothing to do with Peter's physical stamina; it was mainly because Felicia was currently just an ordinary person, her physical fitness wasn't even as good as Gwen's, and she was also experiencing this for the first time.
If Peter hadn't been assisting her with the horse talisman the whole time, she probably would have found it hard to last even an hour.
At this moment, Felicia lay lazily on Peter's chest, her mind instinctively blank.
What was I supposed to do next?
It seemed like I needed to make a move to assassinate Peter afterward, so that I could completely solidify my identity as a "victim"?
Thinking of this, Felicia's eyes searched the room and quickly locked onto that heavy brass desk lamp on the nightstand.
If that thing smashed down, it shouldn't look too fake, right?
Just as she was trying to control her mud-like body, preparing to put her plan into action, a lazy voice drifted over from beside her:
"So, is your next step to pretend you were brainwashed afterward, and then naturally shift the blame to the group of people who kidnapped you?"
Felicia's body suddenly stiffened. She lowered her head with somewhat stiff movements, only to see the teasing smile on Peter's face.
At this instant, Felicia's pretty face instantly turned from a flushed red to a pale white.
Peter had already seen through her plan?!
Would he hate her because of this?
Would she lose Peter forever because of this?
At the thought of this, Felicia's body began to tremble again, and she tried to open her mouth to explain in a panicked voice, which even carried a hint of crying.
"What are you thinking!"
Just as she was feeling frantic, she suddenly felt a light smack on her "bumper."
"I actually understand your feelings."
"If I didn't want you to have your way, do you think this would be the situation right now?"
The moment she heard this, Felicia felt as if she had instantly taken an express train from hell straight to heaven.
She looked at Peter with both surprise and joy, unable to resist asking a somewhat silly question:
"You... won't hate me because of this?"
"Hate you?" Peter smiled, then gave Felicia's smooth cheek a kiss.
"I can't dote on you enough."
Looking at Felicia's somewhat dazed little expression, Peter couldn't help but chuckle, then spoke frankly:
"I am a man with extraordinary physiological functions, hormone secretion levels far exceeding ordinary people by a hundredfold, and I also possess endless recovery abilities. Do you really think Gwen can satisfy me?"
Hearing these bold words and thinking back to the scene just now, Felicia was momentarily overwhelmed with embarrassment.
She never expected that the problem she had been agonized over for so long was actually so naive from Peter's perspective.
Seeing her cute appearance, Peter also gave a light laugh, then stroked Felicia's back and spoke:
"Now then, tell me all about it. What kind of medicine are you really selling in that gourd of yours?"