Chapter 2.1

Chapter 2.1

How did his look make me feel different? It felt like there was a race in my chest because of the force of the explosion I was feeling. He was the only one who made me feel this way and I didn't like it. It feels good but scary. The idea that I could drown in it and if I wasn't lucky I wouldn't be able to get out was frightening.

Even if his face is against the light of the bright fireworks in the sky, I could still see him clearly like in the broad daylight. His picture perfect features that will make every woman drool over him. He no longer needs to approach women because the women themselves will approach him, they will definitely throw themselves at him.

"I don't know if you're staring at me or at that f*cking fireworks."

I blinked and stared into his dark eyes. He was slowly walking towards me and even if I wanted to back off I couldn't because I was sitting. My legs are also losing strength because of the way he looks at me.

I avoided his gaze and swallowed. I’m nervous about what but I can’t pinpoint.

"What are you doing here? You should be inside enjoying the night with your woman. Not with the random girl you've just met."

"Don't think highly of yourself woman. I was just looking for you because Mr. Valdez told me to, not because I want to."

My heart ached because of what he said. It was so painful for him to speak, he didn't even think about hurting someone's feelings. I averted my eyes from him and just focused my eyes on the glass of wine in front of me. I only had a little meat then, I also drank a lot of wine. My head ached when I remembered that I was not used to drinking.

"Hey! I've been looking for you. I thought you'll gonna dance with me." I turned to the veranda door and saw the woman who had been with him earlier emerge from there and immediately put her hand on his arm.

I was dizzy at the smell of the perfume of the woman with him. D*mn! The wine I drank earlier seemed more likely to affect me. It was as if I was going to vomit as I smelled her perfume. Even before that happened, I immediately stood up despite the weakness of my cause. It was really good and I didn't fall in front of them both.

Because of the noise made by the iron chair, they both looked at me. The critical eye of his female companion immediately looked at me from head to toe and back. His left eyebrow rose and an insultingly grin at me.

"And who's this woman you're with? Really? You'll choose to be with this cheap b*tch than to be with me?"

Even though she is wearing a mask, she is also beautiful, so is her dress which is obviously expensive and I'm sure it was made by a famous fashion designer. But that admiration was lost in her trashy behavior. Her suit and posture were good but her luxurious attire could not hide her rotten habit. I don't know why such wealth blesses people who don't even have the slightest bit of good character. Whoever is kind, they are still suffering. Even if I wanted to fight for myself I didn't, I don't shoot judgmental and narrow -minded people like her.

I ignored her and immediately turned away from the two of them. The thing is, they both have bad habits.

When I returned to the event hall, most of the guests were already in the middle and dancing to the melodious music that covered the whole area. Instead of going straight to the comfort room to freshen up a bit, I stopped in front of the waiter with a glass of wine. I took one and swallowed the alcohol. I handed the glass to the waiter again and was about to take one again when someone stopped me.

My eyes went wide open when I saw him in front of me and his eyes is looking darkly at me again. His jaw tightened and a sharp look was given to the waiter who immediately left.

"That's enough woman. Let's go." He angrily promised and grabbed my arm. I was almost stunned when he suddenly pulled me away.

"Hey! Let me go!" I tried to remove his hand that was holding my arm but he was holding me tightly.

"Not gonna happen."

"What!"

He was deaf to what I said that even if I shouted and squatted here, he didn't know. Fortunately, the other guests were busy dancing so they didn't notice that we were pulling this man. When I tried to pull my hand again I almost really fell. It turned out that he was holding me loosely, even though I was dizzy from the amount I drank today.

He sighed angrily and it was as if he was really running out of patience with me. I straightened up and looked around. I am so thankful that no one saw what happened to me.

"You're such a very stubborn woman."

My eyes were rolling around, when I looked at him he was saying something but I could not understand. My eyes were narrowing when I felt myself suddenly float. I immediately smelled his familiar scent, I leaned my cheek against his chest before I was swallowed up by the darkness.

I woke up the next day in an unfamiliar room, it was far from the hotel room I was staying in here in Singapore because it looked like it was triple the size and I think the price was the same. When I remembered what happened last night I immediately looked at my dress. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it was still the same dress. I also felt myself wondering if something was hurting or what. I thank all the Gods in heaven that I'm okay. My femininity is still there. Nothing less nothing much. 

I stared out the large window at the side of the bed I was lying on, the white curtain dancing on the side because of the strong wind and saw too much light outside. I also saw a plant burn on its side that matched the white paint of the room, the surroundings looked more airy. From there I looked at the big TV in front of the bed, there were magazines on a shelf under it. Next to it was a brown door.

I lost my sight there when I heard a footstep to my left. My lips parted when I saw him drying his hair and only a white towel covered his lower body. It doesn't look like the finish was fixed because if he made a wrong move, that lucky towel would definitely fall. Water was still dripping from his neck to the bottom of the— I swallowed when I saw his stomach. D*mn! It's as if he has a bakery because of the amount of abs he has!

"Eyes up here woman."

My forehead furrowed when I didn’t even recognize this man but his voice sounds familiar though. I think I've heard him before or we've met somewhere from the past.

"Who are you? And where the hell am I?"

He ignored me and instead he walked over to a couch on the side that I hadn’t noticed before. He sat there in front, continuing to dry his hair. That's when I absentmindedly gaze my eyes down on his torso and I immediately averted my eyes.

Holy f*cking hell! This idiot! How could he just sit there, legs apart, without even wearing anything aside from that f*cking towel? Damn! I can almost see the gate of heaven!

I heard him laugh. He must have seen my averted gaze. I will die early because of these embarrassments. D*mn him!

When I looked at him again, he was no longer where he had been sitting. Maybe that idiot is dressing up somewhere. He has no manners really, he's not even embarrassed at me! I took that opportunity to get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I was amazed at the beauty and size of his bathroom. Worth it that he really paid for it. There is a large white bath tub on the side, next to it is the shower room. When I looked at the sink it was fully equipped, there was also a large mirror.

I slowly touched my face while looking in the mirror when I realized the make up was gone on my face.

Then he removed it? Was it last night while I was unconscious? All I remember is him snatching a glass of wine from me.

I just washed my face, I also went out of the bathroom right away even though I still wanted to take a bath, I couldn't because I didn't have a replacement. I found him sitting on the side of the bed and fully dressed. His perfume also smells all around.

"I'll give you 15 minutes to prepare yourself. You already have your things here. I'll just wait for you at the lobby."