First Kiss

A deep frown appeared on her forehead as the light refracted across her face. The masculine scent of early morning was something foreign to Pandora. Slowly, her moss-green eyes blinked, only to realize that she was clinging to a man's large body.

Him....

Pandora would have been persecuted had luck not been on her side. Last night after the negotiations, she forced herself to fall asleep—successfully, even though she knew the man beside her that night was a very dangerous person.

Him ....

Again. Pandora regained consciousness of who she was sleeping with. Unconsciously, the touch of her fingers on his solid, muscular chest slipped away.

Pandora looks up....

One quick glance at her nerves, and she blinked again.

Twice doing the same thing, her breath was forced to catch.

That face...

The face that was seen with Mr. Lee, how could he be with her right now?

"What did I do?" said Pandora in disbelief.

Her spontaneous movement was met with a severe choke. The man should still be asleep.

However, the face that was increasingly turned towards her left Pandora stunned.

The handsomeness of the man before her was on a different track—intoxicating. The mixture of colors that struggled within the two irises could barely keep Pandora's attention.

Still with the same question, could this man in front of her be human?

"Why are you looking at me?"

Pandora was soon left numb by a single question in the morning. She didn't know what to answer, struggling to swallow harshly as the eyes pierced deeper and deeper.

"Why are you looking at me?"

One question after another. Pandora's heart was pounding inside. She forced herself to speak. "I—I—because I have eyes."

The wrong answer made the other person's lips thinner softly.

The huge body instantly brought Pandora to sit on his lap.

"Can you feel anything?"

Pandora's moss-green eyes bulged violently. Something hard stirred between her slits. "No. I didn't feel anything." She looked down with a lie, eliciting a harsh growl from the man holding her.

"You're too good at bragging. Is that what your parents taught you?"

Definitely not like that. Honesty was the main thing Chris had always taught her. Pandora didn't like how he made baseless accusations. But there was nothing she could do about it, including throwing sharp words to vent her frustration.

"Do I need to bring your father here to see how much his daughter wants to trick me?"

Pandora looked up. Chris must not see her in this state. Pandora was sure Aquela had explained in sweet words to Chris about the job Pandora had gotten. Chris would be disappointed to see Pandora selling herself to pay for his treatment.

"Please don't."

"My father is seriously ill. What if his heart fails again? I can't lose my father."

Pandora suppressed a small sob that could be heard. "I lied to you because we don't know each other." She shook her head, repeatedly convincing herself not to get carried away any longer with such chaotic feelings.

"I recognize you. You're Pandora Honover. A student in the faculty of the theater department. Even has outstanding academic achievements. The only daughter of Chris Lamon Honover. And from what I hear, you're still a virgin...."

This was the explanation that had succeeded in destroying Pandora's feelings. Some of the man's words were spoken softly, and others—the last sentence—sounded filled with suppressed passion. Should Pandora call the price of her virginity 200 million pounds for a man who, to her, had a deeply mysterious side?

"I am no longer a student." Pandora's statement is true. Just yesterday morning she resigned from her student status at the University of Bristol. She blinked. "But I'm quite interested in knowing your name."

At the very least, Pandora should know who she is with and learn to control herself. The man she was with was a known lecturer in the faculty of the theater department. Perhaps Pandora should be clever in calculating the level of vigilance. After all, Pandora felt there was nothing wrong with her expression. It should be ....

But suddenly her position had been moved back to the side of the bed.

"I must prepare."

The big body towered over her. Pandora began to wonder how she could match the strength of the man before her. She was too young to fulfill the desires of a grown man. A man who had come a long way. And had captured Pandora's full attention.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

She wondered what possessed Pandora to buy such foolishness. Mindlessly chasing after the wide strides that halted in front of the bathroom door. The man stared at her coldly, untouched, as if bothered by her small actions.

"Do you mind if I go to the bathroom first?" asked Pandora hesitantly. If she let him leave the penthouse before she had completed her bathing ritual, eerie images, in the form of pseudo voices, would haunt the inside of Pandora's head. She wouldn't have been this brave if not for little things.

"Strongly object."

Unfortunately, the man who refused to give his name seemed unwilling to budge.

"Instead of taking my time. Why don't we take a bath together?"

A rough tug brought Pandora inside a damp room followed by a tightly locked door. It seemed she was wrong to say the scary sounds were in an unfamiliar place because something far more dangerous was in sight. Both a mischievous grin and a high curl of the lips forced Pandora to step back.

"Don't mess with me," she threatened uselessly. The man smiled sarcastically and turned on the shower, causing the water to fall over them.

At that moment, Pandora jumped. She wasn't even ready for the cold stimulation all over her body. She hissed, not knowing what to make of the man's growl, a sardonic look that filled the room, and then pulled the cloth off Pandora's body.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Pandora, half-neutralizing her pounding heart as she covered the exposed surface of her chest. She was slow to grasp the situation, knowing her body was being jerked against the bathroom wall.

Huge, muscular arms enclosed Pandora on both sides. She lost control of her fear until the sexy lips of a nearby stranger managed to smother Pandora in silence. It was a first for her, who was not at all adept at replying to what was happening. Link after link kept repeating itself as Pandora just froze with her fingers clenched into fists. No one had ever done this. However, the man tried to break the tightly clenched lips.

The rough biting began in earnest. Pandora didn't realize when her lips were half open due to forced action. She let out a small moan. The stranger steadily gripped Pandora's hips. His licks grew wilder, hotter, until the stinging became unavoidable. Additional touches spread across Pandora's curves. Now Pandora's common sense is in. Forcefully pushing away the man who had become complacent.

"You are so presumptuous to take my first kiss!" Pandora instinctively said angrily. She rubbed her face roughly. The splashing water slightly blurred her vision. But the man before her only showed a look of innocence. The sardonic grin returned as the man pulled Pandora's jawbone up high.

"I just gave you some knowledge. You should thank me."

A sensual whisper flushed Pandora's face. What kind of knowledge had she just digested?

"Wet kisses, which are more wild and hot. Would you like to try it?"

No, she didn't. Pandora was able to separate herself. She did not want to get involved in the uncontrollable ducking quickly to pick up the cloth that was lying there. Pandora deliberately broke through the body of the large man in front of her, not caring what would happen next. The man was too—more than Pandora could recognize.