Chapter 1

"If you wanna lose your virginity, this is the right time, Sofia!" My friends kept on laughing at me as we get ourselves drunk in this alcohol intoxicating bar.

I rolled my eyes at them before I stood and walked around. Everything was starting to get blurry; I could still manage though. With my spinning stiletto, I looked around to find a man.

How dare my colleagues to tease me like that? I mean what's so big deal about being a virgin?!

I scoffed before I bumped my back onto someone. I turned to face an old man, I guessed he was in his thirties or something, dancing along with the music.

"New here, baby girl?"

I almost vomit at his question. The hell, it cringed me to the bones. I walked away from him. I gasped with my head, spinning around. I lifted myself onto one of the stools. Fuck! This was so fuck up!

I didn't know a twenty-three-year-old virgin would be so big of a deal at this time. Like seriously? And why was I even putting pressure on myself to find a decent, gorgeous man in a bar? In a bar, Sofia, as if you were gonna find one! I massaged my head before I scanned the people surrounding me. It was a balance of men and women partying but I didn't find any man of type.

The bartender placed a tall glass in front of me. I stared at the alcohol, pretending I wasn't noticing that he was damn staring at me as if analysing my looks.

I took a sip and smiled at the creepy bartender. Although I wouldn't deny it, he was kinda hot. I imagined myself having s*x with him. I squeezed my eyes close in dismay. Oh no, not him, he was hot but not nearly my type. I would never lower my standards just to lose my fucking virginity.

I had two beers already, still, I was stuck, thinking about how to find a man. Fuck this! Who cares if I'm a virgin? Fuck my annoying friends! And fuck my life, to be honest.

I rolled my eyes as I took a deep breath. I grabbed my wallet and leave a tip for the bartender. I stood and fixed my bag on my shoulder. I closed my eyes for a moment before I stepped back, my heart pounded loud when I lose my balance, falling backwards in my most unattractive look, I squeezed my eyes closed ready to hurt myself until my back and waist landed on a well-toned arm.

My eyes widened in the most awkward way as I stared at the smokey, emerald eyes. My heart pounded so fast as the woody, spicy scent of a man travelled on my nostrils. I blinked multiple times as I silently sniffed. Oh goodness, he smells so sexy!

I stood properly as I fixed my pencil skirt and cropped top. "Thank you." My lips thinned.

His height was intimidatingly tall, he was six-footer, I guessed. And just by imagining how I landed on his masculine arms a while ago, my face heated so bad. He was an attractive, the most gorgeous-looking man I had ever seen. His alluring, emerald eyes were drowning me.

"No worries, lady." And his voice! My God, that baritone voice.

I smiled before I walked passed him yet he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back to him. I swayed lightly as my stiletto seemed to be unstable. My legs were wobbly. Alcohol might have gotten into me and I bet it would be the right time to--- oh no, not him or it could be.

"Wouldn't you wanna spare at least a bit of your time to know me?" He asked in his sexiest voice. "Have a seat, lady in red."

"Oh." I smiled awkwardly. I looked around only to find my friends busy talking with their own men. "Sure." I lifted myself onto the stool and he sat beside me, putting his arm curved along the back of my stool.

"Would you like a drink?" The side of his reddish lips rose.

I shook my head while staring at him. He seemed to be the same age as I was. He looked decent, better to describe it as he looked like one of the billionaires that have always been smelling good.

He shrugged before ordering a beer for himself while I was still stunned, constantly glancing at him. His white button-down polo made him look hotter with the first three buttons open, revealing a glimpse of his chiselled chest. I looked so tiny beside him. He loves going to the gym perhaps. He was one of the tall guys who could easily grab someone's attention.

I looked away as I swallowed deeply and when I glanced at him again, he cupped my face and kissed my lips firmly. My eyes widened. I should push him but my body couldn't even resist his delectable touch on my skin. Slowly, my eyes closed as I learned to respond to his deep, drowning kisses. My legs had their own life to cross as I felt lightning of sensation down my--- what the fuck? I could feel my undies getting wet. That never happened to me before! I let myself drool more into his warm kisses, his soft lips were so sweet, that pushed me to deepen our kisses more, welcoming his tongue to my mouth.

"Just... One... Night..." I mumbled in between our kisses as I moaned, catching my breath. His lips then trailed down to my jaw. I leaned my face and gave him more space to lick my neck. Goodness! I didn't expect something to be this good. He whispered something but all I heard was his hot, hypnotizing breath on my ears.

We stared at each other by then, feeling like there was the electricity of pleasure travelling through our eyes. I gulped, it was as if we were talking silently and we agreed to have sex with each other. He stood and grabbed my hand. He then pulled me towards the exit of the intoxicating bar.

I hopped in his grey car and he was Goddamn rich, confirmed! As we were on our way to somewhere, I spare the time preparing and composing myself. I took a deep breath. In my mind, I was thinking, okay this was it. I was going to lose my virginity to a drop-dead gorgeous man.

He stopped the car outside a hotel. He then hopped out. I chuckled. He was about to open my door but I stepped out before he even could.

As we booked a room, we didn't bother to say a word to each other. We were just quiet, approaching the elevator. I was thinking about how would I mention to him that I was a virgin. We passed by a woman, probably working in the hotel. She smiled at him as she giggled. My lips thinned although I couldn't blame her. He was one hell of a handsome man.

We reached the elevator and I was just glad that there was no one inside except us. He pressed a button while his other hand grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. He then faced me as he squeezed my butt while looking down at me.

I bit my lower lip, admiring every inch of him.

"What are you waiting for?" He smirked. "Kiss me, lady in red."

Lightning travelled on my skin just by hearing his voice. I tiptoed and let my lips meet his. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I bit his lower lip before I savour it with my tongue. I wasn't a trained kisser nor I have no idea if I was doing it perfectly but damn, he was so good and it was making me feel as if we both know what we were doing.

I deepened our kisses as I got so drowned in his warm touches. He was such an addiction I never wanted to let go--- oh come on! Don't forget, Sofia, this was only one night, only for tonight.

The elevator door opened but we didn't stop kissing as my undies dampened more. We walked our way out of the elevator, still kissing as he squeezed my boobs. We reached our hotel room and he threw me on the bed. I sighed, feeling a little nervous yet excited. Okay, this is it, Sofia, just one night.

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"What the fuck, mom? Are you being serious, right now?" I was completely annoyed.

I just got home from experiencing the wonderful pleasure, last night. And then mom just told me that we were gonna move out. Not only that, we were gonna live to with my boyfriend's mom hence, her boyfriend whom I still haven't met. I cringed as I moved harshly in annoyance, and then I felt the soreness in between my legs. Memories of the handsome man flew like a butterfly in my mind. Fuck it, I didn't have the courage to ask his name.

I snapped out when I heard mom's thin voice. "You're gonna love it there, Sofia! Besides his house is much bigger than ours. I'm sure it's your dream to live in a mansion."

"A mansion of my own! Not some old man who I barely knew!"

Mom glared. "He's a good man, Sofia and I love him and I'm sure you're gonna love him too. Come on, you're gonna have a dad."

I gasped as I rolled my eyes. Yeah, my dad left us when I was just a little child. What could be worst?

"Whatever you say, mom. Whatever you say." I walked towards my room and let myself succumb to silence while I just lay my body on the bed. My body down there was feeling swollen and my chest felt like it as well. As if something was squeezing my heart. I'm gonna have a dad. Yeah, as if that's what I've been wanting my whole life; a one big, happy family.

My life had been a mess since dad left us. Although I managed to survive. Mom managed to survive raising me all on her own. Maybe that was one of the reasons why I couldn't just leave my mom and I couldn't just disagree with her all the time. I was used to seeing her dating men, but now living with a man? All of a sudden marrying a man I haven't even met. Goodness! Now I had to adjust all over again.

And that time had come. I wore a silver long dress with a slit up above the knee as my mother forced me to attend a party, her boyfriend organized. She said it was my chance to see the mansion we were about to live in as it was where the party will be held. It was also the time when I had to meet my soon-to-be dad, great, right? Absolutely not.

I hold onto my purse as I looked up at the huge house right where the Waze brought me.

"Is this his house?" My lips parted at the three-storey house in an exclusive subdivision. Goodness, mom really found a rich man huh?

Different cars were parked around the house. I could hear the loud music from inside, I guessed the people were having fun. I sighed, feeling the soreness in between my legs. It was already two days ago! Although I could feel it was slowly healing already.

The front door was closed so I had to knock since my mother wasn't answering my phone calls. Right, maybe she was already drunk at the party. I knocked again and the door finally opened as two kids ran passed my legs, they were laughing while playing around.

I took a glimpse of the people inside and just wow, there were a lot. They were talking and laughing with champagne glasses in their hands. I cautiously walked inside. Seemed like everyone was busy having their own businesses and they didn't care much about people coming and going.

I looked around the huge house with a high ceiling and big chandeliers. Where could I find my mom in these people scattered everywhere?

I looked around the living room, hoping to see her blonde curled hair but I didn't. Panic shivered on my skin. I may have gotten into the wrong house. I gulped before passing by too many people until I reached the kitchen, my God, where is mom?

I looked down as people started looking at me as if accusing me of something or they were just simply curious, but what the hell? I made my way through the people back to the living room. I was approaching the front door when I stopped as I heard a very, familiar baritone voice. My brows crossed. I was sure as hell the voice was from the man who made me scream in bed, two days ago.

I spun on my heels and looked around. I would never forget his voice. I knew it was him that I heard but... why the hell is he here?