Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 771: He only comes once in a while.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Vittorio also thought about putting Cristian in trouble that night to get revenge for his accusation.

He kept driving for a while. Serena raised her hand to look at the time on the clock. She had spent a good twenty minutes on the road, so why hadn't she arrived yet?

"Do they have to travel this far for the midnight snack?" she thought.

As she pondered, she could not help but look at Vittorio and then asked, -Is the place far away for the late supper?

Vittorio waved his hand in denial as he drove, -No, not far. Just go ahead and we will arrive soon. Don't worry. I promise to pick you up in person if you finish too late, without hurting you in any way. The man seemed to be quite honest.

Serena no longer doubted it.

After a few minutes, the car stopped.

Vittorio got out with Serena and then handed the key to the valet. He was about to take it inside.

-Let's go. We are here.

Serena stood there motionless, looking around. A few minutes later, her face immediately became serious.

-Here?

Vittorio did not discover the seriousness of her face and the vigilance in her eyes. He nodded without thinking, -Of course. Here we are.

Serena closed her mouth seriously, remaining motionless. Vittorio turned his head curiously to look at her.

-Follow me.

-No. I'm not going in.

Having finished speaking, Serena turned and left without hesitation, which did not even give Vittorio time to think.

When Vittorio concentrated, he had already covered a long distance. He hurried to catch up with her, shouting, "My God.

-My God, why did you leave? I spent almost half an hour to bring us here. -Vittorio stopped in front of her, preventing her from moving forward.

Serena looked at him with cold eyes, "You didn't ask him for anything, not even a late night snack.

She did not imagine that her thoughts had penetrated directly. But who was Vittorio?

How could he not be able to deal with it?

-Of course I invited you to eat.

-You come to eat in a place like that?

Vittorio nodded as if it were natural, -I've always eaten at a place like that abroad.... We are always customers there, Cristian and I. Didn't he tell you about it? Serena was speechless.

She regarded it as nature. The appearance resembled that of a villager, which made Serena doubt.

Could it be that she misunderstood him? He arched his refined eyebrows and looked around, "What can you eat in this place?

-You don't know anything,II Vittorio smiled weakly and explained in a low voice, -Is this the first time you've come to a place like this abroad? There is everything here, not to mention a midnight snack, and ever if you wanted breakfast, they can make it for you.

Serena didn't know what to say.

Was it such a great café?

Surely the place Vittorio took Serena to was a bar. It was full of scenes of debauchery. Serena had never been to such a place.

It wasn't because she didn't like it. She rarely enjoyed it, feeling that even adults had to control themselves.

-Come now. Let me take you inside first.

While she was in a daze, Vittorio pushed her forward. As they entered, Serena noticed that it was very clean, different from what she had imagined. Although they played some fun music, everyone, very politely, sat in their seats and drank.

Unless they agreed, otherwise there would not be the situation of being forced to show up to get one.

-This is not a place for everyone. -Seeing that she looked and looked back, Vittorio also explained aloud. Those who can come here are high class. Everyone remains more aware in the voluntary context, that no one dares to cross the boundaries.

After hearing this, Serena judged that Vittorio was a veteran, who had obviously been in and out many times. Moreover, he knew the rules of this place well.

As soon as she remembered what he had told her, that Cristian and he often came here before, Serena's eyebrows furrowed.

"After Cristian's memory loss, he was brought to this place by Vittorio. Is it possible that he also came here to replace some so-called voluntary fun?" she thought. Thinking about it, Serena could not help but ask.

-Did you just say that Cristian often comes here with you?

Vittorio was surprised when he saw her refined eyebrows furrow and got an idea of what she was pondering.

In fact, Cristian came with him once. He drank and left. Obviously, he was not interested in that kind of space.

Of course, when he arrived, there were many girls coming to flirt with him around.

If one wanted to insist that Cristian was not interested, it would be better to say that he was scared of the group of women.

Vittorio would not say such things to Serena, so he quickly shook his hand, "Nothing to do with that. He only comes here from time to time, so don't think too much about it.

It seemed that Cristian really came here often. Vittorio was protecting him.

Serena felt very uncomfortable and followed Vittorio to the second floor with a solemn expression.

-We have reserved a private room, which is not far away.

Saying this, Vittorio led her to the outside of a room. He opened the door and they entered.

As soon as they stepped inside, the pungent odor of alcohol reached her, smoking Serena, who almost got dizzy and could not help but take a step back.

-What's wrong with you? -Vittorio turned his head to look at her.

-The smell of alcohol is too strong, II he wrinkled his nose, saying.

Vittorio looked around the room and said with a smile, -Then I will open the door to disperse the smell and tell them to stop drinking. Don't be afraid. Go in first.

He had already gone in. Serena could only follow him, frowning. As she walked, she thought: would Cristian really come to this place?

This was a man who was misophobic, who paid much attention to personal hygiene.

Would he come to such a messy place like that?

When they noticed that what came was Vittorio, they didn't pay much attention to him. Only when they saw the black-haired woman behind him, who was still dressed very conservatively and not even wearing makeup, their eyes widened.

-Wow. Have you changed your tastes, Mr. Vittorio? When did you like this guy?

-Perfect. You're bored of the sexy, so you wear one of purity, but -a man held his chin with his hand with an erotic smile-. Don't you know if the inside is as pure as the outside?

Those words made Serena stay in her seat. She looked in the direction from which the voice came. Just in time she saw a frivolous foreign man sitting there, hugging a girl with a seductive figure. He was speaking English.

When he found out that Serena was Italian, he thought she could not understand what he was saying, so he chatted ruthlessly.

Vittorio's complexion changed. He just wanted to test Cristian, but he wanted nothing to do with his woman.

Otherwise...he would be the one with the bad luck.

So he immediately denied it.

-What nonsense? She is Cristian's woman.