Wedding night.

Middle state is a country known for its beauty and diverse landscape, well preserve culture and tradition with beautiful women.

In a dark room, stood a girl as she tries to find somewhere to lend on as she staggers.

"Why... It's so dark!" She complains, in her drunken state, voice soft and cracking.

Blindly, she locates the bed, and falls on it, letting herself get consumed in the comfort feeling as her hands search everywhere.

"Andriy?" She calls out. Her hands land on a firm figure by the side, and without thinking, she grabs it, pulling it closer.

Her name is Ashley Zoryana and today is her wedding night, she is supposed to be spending it with her husband but here she was, in a dark room she couldn't Identify, drunk and weak.

"Andriy!" She kept on calling as she pokes on the man's arms.

The man responded with a groan. Turning to her and pulls her into his arms.

He smelled good, like the sweet scent of the morning breeze with rose fragrance lingering along.

She nudge herself into his arms like a little kitten seeking for warmth.

His lips find her soft alluring neck, unable to resist, he starts kissing, sucking on it.

Just like her, he wasn't any different, drunk and too exhausted to know what was happening.

She responded with a moan, as she pulls him closer.

Her white puffy dress was all over the bed but that didn't stop them from being intimate as his lips finds hers.

He sucks and tastes every corner of her mouth as if never wanting to stop.

Even though he was drunk, her soft skin beneath him evoke his desires. He could hardly think, all he knows and feel is his wants and desire to have her, whoever she is.

As if being the one that got her dressed, he undid her straps taking off the load in the name of clothes revealing her pale tiny figure before him.

He taste so good and she couldn't stop herself from wanting him the more.

Senseless and cloudy, she pulls him over, letting him take the lead.

With a satisfied groan, his hands caress her back right down to her thigh, trailing down her ass.

None knew what was going on, both heated with passion and desire.

Her hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt and after a while, he was rendered shirtless with his hard chest staring at him.

"I love you, And.." she was cut off by his sudden invasion into her mouth, sucking away her breath as he groaned.

He was all hard and rocky down there as he position his member on her entrance, and push in in one swift movement.

This left her whimpering beneath him. It's her first time getting intimate.

Ashley has always been preserving herself for her husband. Willingly, she let herself get consumed in the comfort of his gentleness and roughness.

Her heart tugged loudly in her chest, the mix of the emotion of pleasure and pain left tears rolling down her cheeks but she didn't push him away, she let him take her whole.

There was no way she was going to stop him, even though it pains, her body wants it, her body needs it.

Her hands wrap around him. He kisses her, still moving in and out of her. Indeed she tastes so good.

The night went on, with both consumed in their passion until they could no longer take it.

The next day, He woke up to a bright light sipping into his room through the window.

The man is the well-known most chased Billionaire Bachelor. His known to have no limits to his wealth. Anton Wyatt, the name that sends shivers down every lady's spine.

His eyes scan all over as if searching for someone.

He knew he came in alone but the feeling of being with someone was so much that he just couldn't brush it off.

He can't tell but his senses are very sharp and will never lie. He can clearly remember everything that happens even though not all.

"Robin!!" He calls. The door push open as a man in a suit walks in.

"Who was I in with, in this room?" He asked. Robin looks perplexed by his question.

"I don't know, boss," Robin tells him honestly.

He frowns, "and what do you mean by that?" His voice was deep and chilling.

"Weren't you supposed to stay on guard?"

Robin shivers from the deadly aura oozing out from him now. "Sorry boss but you asked us to take a break last night"

His frown deepens. " Did I?" He asked.

Robin nods. " Yes, boss... You did" he said, " I will never lie to you"

He stares at him for close to a minute, still unable to believe he asked them to take a night off.

"How drunk was I that I couldn't remember anything?" He thought, with a frown.

He waved his hands in dismissal. With a bow, Robin rushes out of the room.

The look on his face was conflicted, he couldn't tell what happened after he left the club.

But one thing that he would never forget is the strange lady. Whoever she is, he couldn't bring himself not to think about her.

Her softness, her kisses and touches. Those kept his thoughts alive even at his weakest.

With a sigh, He walks into the bath.

He walks back all clean and fresh, with a white towel tied around his waist.

He caught sight of a bracelet with blue pearls on it, making it look even more beautiful.

This only confirms his strange feeling. The bracelet was evidence of it.

He caresses it, lost in thought. A smile spread on his lips.

In no time, he was dressed. He picks up the bracelet and put it inside his coat before leaving.