2. Virgin

[Tanya]

I woke up feeling tired and blank for a second. I didn't open my eyes, but my mind was active as I began to think back at what had happened.

I remembered my mum smiling, introducing me to a gentle looking man, John Smith, then....oh the devil himself appeared smirking wickedly at me. Oh God, what an asshole.

After meeting him, everything went black.

"Hey." A deep voice drifted into my ears. I went completely still on the bed, with my eyes tightly shut.

"Virgin."

My eyes flew open instantly and connected with a pair of intense blue ones across the room. My stomach twisted.

Why would he even use that stupid nickname from highschool.

I looked away from his face, groaning as I tried to sit upright. From the corner of my eyes, I saw his huge, dark figure coming closer to the bed.

He stretched a hand towards me but I slapped it off before he could touch me.

"I just wanted to—"

"Don't touch me!" I fired.

Something dark and menacing flashed in his blue eyes. "Fine!" He snapped.

I was able to sit up without his stupid help and look around my surroundings. It was dim, spacious, and annoyingly luxurious from the dark designed walls, the tall windows to the king-sized bed.

"Why am I here?" I asked, scanning the place again with mistrust. "Where's this place? Where's my mum? Did you kidnap her?....oh my God, Kieran, did you kidnap me?"

"Kidnap...." His mouth curved into a dark smirk. "Let me see...." He cocked his head to the side, my pulse started racing.

"Kieran!" I growled, my heart pounding harder in my chest.

His smirk deepened. "I might've been bad, but I'm not that bad, virgin."

I clenched my fist tightly. "Don't call me that stupid nick—" I stopped, pressing my lips and shutting my eyes as I tried to control the rage inside me. I took in a deep breath and opened my eyes. "This is your plan, right?"

"Plan?"

I scoffed loudly, shaking my head vigorously. "Don't give me that shitty innocent look, alright?! I'm not stupid."

He stared at me, showing no expression on his face this time. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, what am I talking about?" I repeated sharply and let out a dry laugh next. He still didn't react, but he watched intently as I climbed off the bed to stand in front of him. "I am talking about how you planned this whole thing, this whole family thing because you knew Clara was my mum"

He shook his head slowly. "No"

"Don't even start with your lie, Kieran Smith. I know you just never had enough fun in highschool and you want to continue with—"

"No" He cut me off firmly, his jaw ticking for a second. "Listen, I am not the same guy. I am not the same Kieran you knew back in highschool" He rasped.

"Oh" I smiled sarcastically. "Really?" I took two slow steps closer to him. He didn't flinch, while I tried not gasp aloud at how my body was so close to his that our skin almost touched. "You are not the same Kieran because you have now become worse" I whispered harshly, my furious eyes boldly on him.

He looked down at me for a long time, his face unreadable.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, I jumped slightly.

His unreadable gaze on me didn't falter, and I stayed on the same spot until he glanced at the door.

I moved back from him, watching as he walked calmly to the door to get it opened.

"Tanya!"

I saw my mum and beside her was John Smith, inspecting me quietly.

"Oh thank God, you're okay" She said with a bright smile.

I felt Kieran's eyes on me. I darted my gaze to him and our eyes locked. I quickly looked away.

"Mum, I'm leaving" I said in a rush.

"What?!" She exclaimed, glancing at John who has not spoken a word since he arrived. For some reasons, my eyes went to Kieran again, he was still staring, his posture calm and cold.

"Tanya, you can't just leave like that" My mum said, her lips pursed in displeasure.

I shrugged so I don't appear nervous "I've met your new family, so I think it's time to leave."

She frowned at me "Tanya—"

John placed his hands on her shoulder "If she wants to leave I think you should allow that. Kieran must be right about the shock he talked about earlier"

My eyes flickered over to Kieran. He was wearing his evil smirk, it was almost unnoticeable, but I could see it. Bastard.

"Tanya," John called, smiling softly. "You should go home and process everything properly."

I nodded, my mum nodded too, reluctantly agreeing to what he had said, then he added.

"Kieran, you will be driving Tanya home"

"NO!" I objected immediately.

John and my mum blinked, Kieran didn't react. Of course he is a cold monster. He doesn't care.

"I think....I think she should be left alone" John suggested gently, examining me from head to toe.

Great, now he thinks I'm mentally ill and that's all his son's fault.

I raised my head at Kieran and glared at him.

Fuck him.

****

I was in my bedroom already, trying to have a good night sleep but everytime I close my eyes, I see locks of golden hair, wicked blue eyes and devilish smirk. It's none other than Kieran Smith. What the hell is he doing in my head rent-free?

He won't leave me alone in highschool, and I thought graduation ended my history with him, but now he has found his way back into my life to resume from where he stopped.

I know he's got wicked plans, especially when he told me back in the bedroom:

'Listen, I am not the same guy. I am not the same Kieran you knew back in highschool'

I sat up sharply on the bed, glaring at the bedspread as I imagined Kieran's evil smirk.

"Aaarghhhh!!!!!" I screamed in rage. No wonder John thought I was deranged. It's not my fault I'm acting crazy, it's Kieran's and when next I see him in reality, I'm strangling the life out him.

****

I glanced up at the lady walking out of the interviewer's office. She was the fourth one to come out looking like she was going to burst out and wail.

This lady had light brown hair and gray blue eyes, and I frowned when I realized she actually looked like me.

My eyes followed her steps and only stopped looking when I heard my name.

"Miss George."

I turned my head to the man who'd called my name. He was dressed in an oversized suit, staring questioningly at me. I smiled at me, he frowned back. Oh, what a friendly fellow.

"This way ma'am" He directed, gesturing a hand towards the boss's office.

I rose to my feet and looked at the other ladies who were dressed like they were going to compete for the CEO's hand in marriage. Their attractive chests were on display, their smooth thighs also not covered and their make-up? God, it was so heavy I'm afraid it would choke the interviewer.

I smiled at the ladies and they rolled their eyes at me.

Okay, sassy much. I got it.

I followed the frowning man down the hall and stopped in front of a large office.

He knocked on the door and a deep commanding, unhasty voice answered from the inside. "Come in."

The man opened the door for me and I smiled politely at him before entering.

My eyes ran around the office in admiration. It was large, neat and elegant. Wow. This is beautiful.

There was a man in the room, facing the window, his hands dipped in the pocket of his pants. I stared at his hard muscular back for seconds, then narrowed my eyes. Why do I feel like I've seen him before?

He turned around to face me and I met a pair of serious blue eyes, pulling me in. My heart started racing.

Oh no, no, no, no, no....

This shouldn't be happening to me.

No.

Of all the companies I could've gone to....

Of all the bosses I could've met....

Of all the interviewers out there....

It had to be him. It had to be Kieran Smith again.

He stood calm, his head slightly cocked to the side as he stared at me through that dark, intense gaze.

I think I'm gonna pass out again.