Prologue

Graduation Ball. And as the most wealthy family in Belmont City, Timothy Steel hosts the party at one of their family-owned hotels.

Timothy Steel, her best friend since freshman year and the youngest heir of a multi-billion company, Steel Corporation.

"You're enjoying Arah?" he asks with a lopsided grin. He is drunk and it's obvious by his slurring. 

"I am, Tim. Don't worry too much about me. Go and mingle with your friends" she tries to send him away for she doesn't know how many times. He has quite a lot in his circle but he chooses to stay by her side. 

He has been sticking to a nerd like her since the start of the party and only leaves once spotting someone who interests him. But he won't be gone long, before he will be missed he is already back. Timothy is the life of every party. Not to mention a girl magnet. With his family's wealth and his beyond words handsome face, he is a total package. A playboy, in fact.

"Want another fill?" he ignores her and instead offers to pour champagne into her almost empty glass. 

"Yeah, sure. Thank you" she smiles. She is starting to get dizzy but she thinks she could still manage.

All her school days were spent with books and lessons. She has been a bookworm. A true-blooded introvert who doesn't know how to have fun. For her, parties and other extracurricular activities were a waste of time. But today as they celebrate their graduation, she wanted to enjoy. She believes she owes this night to herself.

Sipping her half-filled glass, her eyes wander around. And not far from them is another gorgeous man, mused about by every female species present in the party. Whilst his unconcern demeanor, every girl would constantly cast him lingering and sultry looks. Hoping to earn his interest even for a fleeting moment. His looks screams eminence, but like Timothy, there is a mischievous glint in his deportment. And it's like a magnet, pulling every faint heart towards him. From all the dreamy girls around, the girl beside him won the crown. The hottest girl on campus, Stacey. 

If she got all the academic awards at the graduation, Stacey got the crown as the darling of the entire university. She is stunning. Every guy's dream girl, even Timothy. She was actually his ex-girlfriend. 

"Stacey got hold of my brother" Tim mumbled as he squinted his lidded eyes toward the two figures Arah had also been watching.

"They look great together. No offense to you, Tim" she playfully responded, earning a chuckle from him. 

"Luther has been a girl magnet despite being seriously cold. But he has his own set of naughtiness, don't be deceived by his forbidding disposition. And Stacey and I were over a long time ago" he explains despite garbling his words.

Yes indeed, Luther Steel's arrival earlier created an uproar among every girl at the party. The firstborn of the famous Steel family has arrived in the country to attend his brother's graduation. If Timothy Steel's charm is undeniably classic, no one has prepared them for his brother's impeccable charisma. His mere gaze could be orgasmic. That even Arah could feel the sexual tension surrounding him, which she could not fathom how could it be possible. Their eyes met several times but unlike Tim, she has no hint of whatever in his thoughts. His eyes are devoid of any emotions despite the charming smile he wears for Stacey. If everyone is envious of Stacey, she was not. For no apparent reason, which somehow confused her, she fears Luther Steel.

"I know Luther is insanely more handsome than me but we are equally charming, right, Arah? Answer me, we are equally charming, right?" Though playful, Tim desperately insisted, making her chuckle.

"Yes, you are more charming, Timmy" she indulged him and was surprised when he leaned closer, almost stumbling face-first. If not for her quick reflex, their faces could have been plastered to each other.

"Steady, Tim" she hurriedly got hold of him after he almost fell on her, too drunk to keep himself upright. 

"You're drunk. It's time to retire for the night" she finished the remaining liquid in her glass before standing up. But was surprised when her feet wobbled. The three glasses of champagne seem to have gotten into her system already. 

"You okay, Arah?" Tim, though drunk, got worried.

"I'm fine. Come on. It's been a long night. I'm already tired" she holds Tim's arm and gently pulls him to stand. 

After making sure they both have steady feet, they walk almost hugging each other. Though everyone knew they were just friends, they still earned admiring and envious gazes from everywhere.

The Steel brothers are like trophies to any girl. Stacey had gotten hold of the eldest heir while Amara Rechner had the youngest. But the latter has maintained their relationship as friends, though a lot has been wondering why.

Her cold and indifferent personality did not deter Timothy Steel from getting close to her. He is a charmer while Amara Rechner was tagged as an old maid and bookworm despite her obvious beauty. She would choose to be alone with her books than entertain the admiration of several guys who would show interest. Only Timothy has been allowed since he had proven himself to respect the boundaries she had set around her.

Tim together with his security dropped her by her door. Entering her room, she decided to take a quick shower. She is intoxicated by a few glasses of champagne she consumed but she cannot sleep with the sticky feeling. She smells smoke from the party. It was past midnight and she was sleepy and exhausted. And the moment her back touched the soft bed, she entered dreamland. Dreams invade her sleep. 

A dream is an inner desire of the heart. Things the conscious mind would not acknowledge comes out in the unconscious as dreams. And she's having a dream, a wonderful one in fact...almost real that she is immensely enjoying it. 

She is being kissed by the figure hovering above her. It's so vivid, she could almost feel the weight as she stayed still beneath. 

"Ahmmm...." a moan escaped her after two demanding hands started to explore her body. Gently squeezing her unbound mounts from outside her sleeping dress. 

Hot demanding lips trailed her jaw after leaving her already ravished lips. 

"Ahhhn..." her body arched to the need that has been awakened.

Everything is almost real. 

So real... 

...it is real! 

A guy is above her, ravishing her.

Realizing it was indeed actually happening, her eyes snapped open. But she was welcomed by pitch-black darkness, she was used to sleeping in total darkness. 

The lips she felt from her dream continued to ravish her neck, sucking, licking her feverish skin. She could clearly feel how his hot tongue swirled and his wet lips sucked.

Everything came as a pure surprise. She is in her twenties but she was never intimate with anyone. 

She was more stunned... frozen when her nightdress was pulled upward, exposing her nakedness.

"Ahhhnnn" a lewd moan escaped her. She has no time to mull the situation when her hardened peak was enveloped by his warm lips. His tongue playing with her bud.

Mind-blowing. Everything came like a jolt of lightning, leaving her breathless. 

Insane. What's happening is totally insane. 

What surprised her most is her body responding to the delicious attack. She is liking it...enjoying every part of it. No word was uttered. All she could hear from him was his heavy breath, fanning her skin. While his grunts fuel her lewd senses. 

His breath smells of alcohol. She never likes men smelling as such, including the smell of smoke. She is meticulous to a fault and unpleasant smells never appeal to her. Except for this time. In different circumstances, she would be grossed out. But right now she feels different. 

The smell of alcohol mixed with something else she cannot discern is seeming to be fueling the excitement inside her. She wasn't expecting the kind of smell she hated could ignite the need already aching between her legs. 

"Ahhhn" another moan breaks the silence as his lips traveled lower. Trailing her prominent ribs farther down to her flat stomach. 

"Haahh" her breath was trapped in her throat after she felt him bite the waist of her lacy underwear, pulling it down, exposing her private treasure. 

She should be stopping him but she did nothing.

With her nakedness, his breath fans the spot no one had ever come close to, more so smell. Yes, he is sniffing her with his nose closely snuggled on the specific spot. But instead of being scandalized, she felt seduced. 

His clumsy and sloppy touches gave her a clear assumption. He is too drunk and muddled to realize what he was doing. 

She had all the reasons to make him stop but she didn't. He is drunk and doesn't know what he is doing. The worst, he might be mistaking her for someone else. But something inside her is fervently against ceasing him. She was still battling with herself when the realization struck her. She doesn't want him to stop.

"Ahhhn... " tearing her attention from her deep thoughts, her body involuntarily arching to the delicious sensation of his lips. He is insanely placing feather kisses and playing with the tiny hairs down there. 

Gaping with a wide mouth, she anticipates what he will do next. And she was not kept from waiting long. She felt his tongue drill her, trailing her virgin slit, up and down. Scorching her sleek walls. Tasting her sweetness. Sucking her heavenly spot, leaving her writhing in pleasure. 

"Ahhhn... " she whimpers at the delicious treat he is bestowing her body. She could feel his tongue and the firm suckle around her sensitive bud. It's mind-blowing. It's sending shivers down her spine. Making every fiber of her flesh tremble with ecstasy. 

With her hands cupping his head, her long slender fingers ran through his soft hair. Tugging at the rhythm of the sensation he was setting. He is licking and sucking. It's insanely delicious, muddling her mind for all reasons. All she wanted to do is enjoy the euphoria. 

With that in mind, she pushed all worries and uncertainties to the deepest back of her mind. The guy is capable of making her forget her ground and the standard she had set. 

He is her escape. She allowed him to release her from her own bondage. And at this time, she wanted to let loose the reservation she had set for herself. She wanted to enjoy the moment with him. Even for just this time. Tomorrow, he surely won't remember what happened. And that is what made her brazen...braver.

If she could call it taking advantage, then be it. She is taking advantage of his drunkenness. Since, once they become sober, whatever they will do tonight will be totally forgotten. He won't remember. 

Everything will just be a borrowed moment she will carefully keep. A memory she will relish. 

Just a memory and it's all that is. That is all she wants. She doesn’t want him to remember.

Heaving a sigh, she wistfully smiles amidst the darkness. Since a child, she had fixed her mind and heart to her goal and no one could deter her. But tonight, she will give herself something to reminisce about. It would be her early gift for her impending success. To be a renowned doctor like her father.

Emptying her mind from her own strict rules, she enjoys the man and everything he has been doing. He had awakened her carnal passion and she chose to respond to it. 

She chooses to surrender her body to him. She let him claim her innocence. She responds to pure abandon... being a wanton despite it being her first. 

Her first man and maybe her last. 

An impossible dream and will just remain a dream. 

The firstborn heir, her best friend's brother, Luther Steel.

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