Chapter 165: Hunting

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Hunting

That afternoon, the pale golden sunlight shone through the expensive soundproof glass windows of the luxury apartment building, illuminating the apartment where Hugo was lying at full length on the comfortable sofa. His hand held the phone scrolling through the game screen, but his mind was blank and an indescribable feeling of boredom welled up. Several days had passed since the debauched afternoon at Shilia’s house, and the tedious silence of this apartment building began to make the hunting instinct inside Hugo awaken.

He wanted to find another woman to fill the boredom. But strolling through the luxurious corridors or large lobbies here yielded no positive results. This place was one of the most luxurious apartment complexes, the value of each home being a huge figure that an ordinary person could never afford. Most of those who owned or lived here were successful businessmen, wealthy tycoons, or families whose careers had stabilized. For that reason, most of the women appearing here were married women, wives staying at home to take care of the nest while their husbands were busy making money.

Thinking of this, Hugo decided to stand up, adjust his attire, and step out into the cold and luxurious corridor. He leisurely pressed the elevator button, strolling through each floor from the nineteenth, eighteenth, and seventeenth floors... The sound of footsteps echoed steadily on the thick soundproof carpet.

When the elevator opened on the fifteenth floor, Hugo stepped out and immediately caught a scene that captured all his attention.

At the end of the corridor, not far away, a woman was struggling to carry a fairly large cardboard packing box. She had smooth black hair flowing naturally, embracing her slender shoulders and seductive back. The outfit she was wearing was a flimsy one-piece dress, with lightweight silk material closely hugging the curves of her plump body. Due to the action of bending over to carry things, that flimsy fabric outlined the inner underwear even more clearly, creating an unconscious but extremely stimulating eroticism.

A slight, cunning, and triumphant smile bloomed on Hugo’s lips. He realized his new target had appeared.

Hugo stepped forward quickly, approaching the panting woman. Min—her name—hurriedly put the heavy box down on the cold floor, raised her hand to wipe away the beads of sweat dotting her forehead, and raised her astonished eyes to look at the man who had just appeared.

"Hello, I’m Hugo. What are you doing that’s so hard?" Hugo spoke in a warm, deep voice, proactively starting a conversation with an extremely friendly expression.

Min let out a breath, her pretty face briefly showing a trace of fatigue: "Hello, I’m Min. Nice to meet you."

Hugo lowered his head to look at the bulky cardboard box, pointing his hand straight at it and speaking in a caring voice: "This item looks very heavy, do you need a hand? I’m taking a walk so I’m quite free right now."

Min gave a shy, awkward smile, her cheeks flushing slightly from strenuous exercise coupled with the shyness of having to ask a stranger for a favor: "It’s... it’s not necessarily too heavy, I can manage on my own."

Hugo didn’t give up easily, deliberately offering reasoning to get a deeper approach: "But I’ve been standing here observing for a while, you only took a few steps and had to stop to rest. Could it be there’s no one at home to help you?"

Hearing that question, the expression on Min’s face suddenly slumped, her sad eyes brimming with tears, she lowered her head a bit to hide her loneliness: "I... I don’t have anyone..."

Hugo blinked, trying to act innocent and surprised: "So you don’t live with a husband or parents?"

The sadness in Min’s heart was hollowed out even more, her eyes darkening deeply with pain:

"My husband... he unfortunately passed away in a car accident a long time ago..."

Noticing the other person’s emotions going downhill, Hugo hurriedly interrupted, acting out a subtle drama to win sympathy: "Oh, I’m so sorry for accidentally bringing up your sad story, I didn’t mean to hurt you."

Before Min could react in time, Hugo bent down abruptly, flashing a bright and friendly smile:

"Alright then, I’m here anyway, let me help you carry it into the house."

Min panicked, waving her hands to refuse: "You don’t need to do that, I really can do it myself..."

"It looks like this, but it’s quite heavy. What’s inside that’s so heavy?" Hugo acted completely nonchalant, while using his hand to lift the box smoothly and effortlessly.

Min stammered in reply, her two hands instinctively brought up to her chest to calm her heartbeat. That movement caused her large, full breasts inside the one-piece dress to be visibly pressed together. The two flimsy dress straps were struggling to bear that heavy and fair volume:

"Those... those are iron shelves used for wall mounting, the material is solid iron so their weight is very heavy..."

Hugo showed appropriate astonishment: "So that’s why it’s so heavy. Then later on, do you need me to stay and help you drill the wall and hang these shelves up as well?"

Min hurriedly shook her head in refusal, waving her hands repeatedly causing her breasts to sway with each movement: "There’s no need to be so troublesome, I’m used to doing this myself. You helping up to here already makes me embarrassed..."

Hugo burst into a hearty laugh, his steady footsteps walking ahead to lead the way: "What’s there to be polite about, I’m just idle and looking for trouble."

Just like that, under Hugo’s overwhelming initiative, Min had no choice but to reluctantly lead the way to her apartment on the fifteenth floor. Unable to find a reasonable excuse to chase an enthusiastic guy away, she had to open the door and invite him inside.

As soon as the door closed, a quiet and cozy space enveloped the apartment. Hitting Hugo’s olfactory senses was the extremely gentle, ethereal fragrance of perfume, yet lingering with the characteristic charm of a lonely woman for a long time.

When stepping into the private space of the apartment, Hugo secretly and triumphantly realized that the opportunity to control and achieve his goal was already one hundred percent in the palm of his hand. However, haste had never been the style of a sophisticated predator; he calmly withdrew his gaze, temporarily restraining his lust to trap the prey step by step.

Hugo gently placed the heavy box in the corner of the living room. Min walked ahead to lead the way, each fluid step causing her full, wide hips to sway rhythmically with the tight-fitting dress, unintentionally forming a magnetic force firmly trapping Hugo’s greedy gaze from behind.

"You can just sit and rest, let me go get you some water." Min spoke in a gentle voice, turning around to walk towards the kitchen.

Hugo leisurely stepped forward, dropping his body onto the comfortable and luxurious leather-upholstered sofa, enjoying the comfort of the luxury apartment. Just a moment later, Min brought out a glass of fresh, cooling orange juice, walking close and bending over to place it on the table.

At that exact moment when she bent down low, the plunging neckline of the one-piece dress accidentally revealed the deep space within. The large, snow-white, and voluptuous breasts seemed ready to burst out, swaying right before Hugo’s eyes, causing his throat to suddenly become parched, struggling to control the primal instinct roaring in his chest.

Hugo hurriedly withdrew his gaze, flashing a perfectly friendly smile to hide his craving:

"Thank you, Min." He reached out to take the cool glass of orange juice.

Min sat on the single armchair opposite, her face lingering with a look of gratitude: "I should be the one thanking you for helping me move this heavy box into the house."

During the conversation, Hugo’s sharp gaze swept around the living room and quickly stopped at the other corner of the wall, where a handheld drill and tool box were neatly placed. He immediately pointed straight at the drill, using it as the perfect excuse to prolong the approach time:

"Oh, looks like you’ve already prepared a drill at home? Or should I just handy-help you hang those iron shelves up on the wall right now?"

Min started slightly, her cheeks flushing red because she felt too troublesome and shy about bothering a stranger too much: "Oh, no need to bother so much... I can totally do it myself."

Hugo stood up abruptly, resolutely shaking his head with a decisive look: "Since I’m here, just let me do it quickly. You’re a weak-armed woman, tinkering with drilling and hammering yourself is both time-consuming and gets nowhere."

Without waiting for Min to refuse any further, Hugo took the initiative to walk to the corner of the room, bending down to pick up the tool box and drill.

"Come on, where are we hanging these? In the bathroom or outside the corridor next to the bedroom?" Hugo turned back to look at the bewildered female host standing up.

Min shyly pointed toward the empty wall outside the corridor leading to the bathroom and bedroom area: "If... if possible, please help me hang two shelves right on the wall in the corridor leading to the bathroom, keeping personal items there will be more convenient."

"Alright, leave it to me." Hugo smiled with complete confidence.

He approached the designated wall, pressed the iron shelf against it to measure the position, and used a pencil to mark the points to be drilled. Min stood right beside him, holding the screws and wall plugs, her eyes following Hugo’s decisive movements.

Hugo plugged in the power, holding the drill firmly in his hand. The motor noise echoed loudly throughout the apartment as the sharp drill bit began to pierce deep into the solid concrete of the corridor wall near the bathroom. Fine white drilling dust drifted down to the floor. Due to having to exert force to firmly press the drill straight into the wall, the bulging muscles on Hugo’s arms and broad shoulders tightened visibly, displaying raw, masculine power.

Min standing nearby was accidentally pressed into the narrow space of the corridor. The warmth and manly scent radiating from Hugo’s body blended with the deafening sound of the drill, causing her heart to beat wildly without warning.

When the first drilled holes were finished, Hugo put down the drill, used a hammer to drive the plastic wall plugs into the wall, and skillfully tightened each screw to firmly fix the two L-shaped iron bars to the flat surface. After that, he sequentially placed the heavy iron panels on top, using his hand to slap them hard to test the load-bearing capacity.

"Done, you can come check if it’s firm and to your liking?" Hugo turned around, sweat dotting his forehead, flashing a smile as he looked at Min triumphantly.