Chapter 1 No One

"I will never fuck someone else's girl," he said coldly, glancing at the girl who was sitting demurely on the bed.

"I understand the rules, Bienley. I was not with anyone, I swear." She lifted her hand to make a pledge, frantically convincing him.

They have been talking for some minutes since they entered the hotel room. She believed it would be easy to persuade the famed casanova, but she was mistaken.

Bienley Cullen, an incoming freshman medical student at KD University. Famed for his casanova reputation since high school, girls desperately fights for a chance to have a night with him.

The pale tone of his completely faultless skin, almond-shaped eyes with long luxurious lashes, and unusually red lips did not diminish his manly features. He has the ethereal beauty of a goddess, yet he has the herculean deportment that girls adore.

"Well, this social media post I inadvertently stumbled across suggests otherwise," Bienley said, holding his phone up to her face, making her pale.

"What can you say about this?" He asked after getting no response from her.

"Two days ago, you were on a date with a KD University engineering guy," he said, raising his brow and retracting his phone.

"Just recently, he shared this," he said, showing another photo from his phone.

"In a relationship with Vanessa from the Tourism Department." he said with a frosty smirk.

"Aren't your name Vanessa, and a KD University tourism student?" He snickers.

"This also looks like you," he swiped the screen, exposing a picture of a guy backhugging a girl whose face resembled the one in front of him.

She stared at the phone screen with wide eyes, speechless. However, Bienley patiently waited for her explanation. He was explicit about the rules of his one night stand and does not accept deception.

"We just hung out a few times. He is cute and has piqued my interest." After a long quiet, she spoke nervously.

"But when I heard about the famous Casanova enrolled in KD University this year, I felt I should give it a shot to get a chance with him." She frantically explained, desperate to convince him.

"Just one night, Bienley, and I will be off like nothing happened. He doesn't need know" she desperately pleaded. She tried to reach for his hand, but he swiftly evaded.

"You broke the ultimate rule. Goodbye Vanessa," he scoffed as he walked to the door.

"Bienley, I am sorry. But please, just this night" she quickly stand up and tried to stop him, but hesitated, seeing the chilling coldness.

Sparing her not another glance, Bienley went out of the door and casually walked away. With his usual demeanor, as if he owns the ground he stepped in, he made his way through the long corridor.

"Shit!"

He was taken aback when a hand forcibly seized him, and before he knew what was happening, he was pinned against the wall. A muscular arm was firmly trapping him around the chest, leaving him with little way to move.

"What the fuck...?" His ice-cold stare met the same penetrating look directed at him.

For a moment, he was dumbstruck. The pair of satin gray eyes seemed to lure him into the depths of the unknown.

"You dare lay your filthy hand on someone else's girl!"

The man's dangerously harsh tone drew him back to the present. More than his bleak situation of being wrongfully assaulted, the embarrassment he felt for having such peculiar emotions about the guy in front of him was unmatched.

His body became surprisingly conscious of the guy's proximity, which stunned him. When did a fellow male affect him as if he were a girl? He surprisingly felt intimidated by him, and he despises how he feels right now.

He was a famed Casanova for a reason and never had he been drawn to men. However, the rapid hammering of his heart against his ribs due to the presence of the guy reminds him of his indecisiveness.

"Unhand me," he mumbled a warning, exasperated by his sudden realization and outraged by the false censure from the other guy.

Except for his deafening heartbeat, silence reigned between them as their cold gazes clashed. He was so caught up with his own predicament that he failed to notice how the man assaulting him wavered.

"Do not let me say it twice," he admonished, with clinched teeth.

However, the guy was unconcerned by the intense attention aimed at him. The way he looked at him was starting to make him uncomfortable.

"What are you doing? Unhand me" For a brief moment, he mentally panicked when he leaned closer towards him.

"No wonder girls are going crazy" The guy softly muttered, seemingly drawn into his green orbs.

"And maybe guys..." Along with his fierce penetrating look, an evil smile cut his lips.

"Fuck you! Get off me," he fought to get free, but his strength seemed to fail him. Everything about the guy seemed to make him feel weak and it stunned him to the core.

How could a man affect him in the way that the guy did? He is neither gay nor bi. However, his legs are melting like a lovesick idiot, which is annoying him even more.

"If I had not seen you this close, I would never have believed such beauty in a man existed. Who would have thought this dazzling beautiful skin and gorgeous face could exist in a man? No wonder girls would do anything to have you for a night" He mumbled, looking entranced by what he was seeing.

"I am utterly curious if I could find even a speck of fault in this flawless skin" he huskily whispered while his sultry gaze wandered around Bienley's handsome face until it reaches his well defined jaw and down to his neck.

"You're talking nonsense. Get your filthy hands off me!" He tried to conceal his panic with anger as he discreetly gulped hard.

He was stunned by how he panicked by the guy's words. The way it made him feel terrified him.

"Boss"

Bienley was surprisingly relieved by the interruption.Their tense exchange was cut short when someone spoke. He also heard several footsteps before noticing a group of serious-looking men nearby.

"Ryle is now talking to Vanessa," one of them announced seriously.

The person who was pinning Bienley to the wall and referred to as the 'Boss' by the newcomers remained motionless. His intense gaze never left Bienley's pair of aquamarine orbs.

"It would be a serious talk" someone from the group snorted, several pairs of eyes were directed at Bienley.

"Yeah, it would be bloody serious. No guy would want his girl to be with another guy in a hotel room" someone scoffed as he bore his hard gaze on Bienley.

"Your friend should break up with her" unbothered by the disdain directed at him, Bienley muttered.

However, his indifference elicited furious mutterings from the group and a deathly gaze from the 'Boss'.

"How dare you say such thing" the guy lean closer, their faces are just an inch away from each other,which made Bienley mentally panic.

Despite being riggered by the guy's boldness, he met everyone's penetrating stare with calm coldness. He took his time before settling on the pair of gray orbs.

"Unfaithfulness is despicable" a bitter yet arrogant smirk carved Bienley's red moist lips.

"Even a player like me despised it" he added with gritted teeth.

His statement earned a raised brow. The group was clearly skeptical of what he claimed, but he remained undeterred.

"I will never fuck someone else's girl. That has been my ultimate rule that I allow no one to break" he made a swift movement and to the surprise of everyone, he was out of the strong grip.

Even the boss was taken aback when Bienley managed to effortlessly freed himself. His expression darkened as he glared at the latter with clenched jaw.

Amidst the bewilderment of everyone and the tension in the air, Bienley took his time tidying his clothes. Ever so calmly, he faced the group with his hands inside his pockets.

"I am a player, but I have rules" he seriously muttered with his eyes directed at the one called Boss.

"Do not blame me if your girl chooses to cheat on you in order to spend the night with me," he said with a condescending sneer, prompting the others to angrily advance towards him.

Despite the threat, Bienley stood his ground. His equally intimidating gaze never left the guy in front.

"Betrayal and lies in someone else's relationship are beyond my control. Cheating is a choice, and I never allowed anyone to include me in such a choice," he stated firmly.

With what he stated, the group's steps came to a halt, and there was a brief period of tense silence between them as their fierce gazes duel. They are attempting to intimidate him, but he is unfazed.

"A piece of advise for your friend" after the long silence, Bienley spoke again.

"He doesn't deserve her" he coldly sneered before turning his heels away.

"Tsk!" Clucking of tongues erupted followed by the rustles of footsteps, attempting to go after Bienley.

"I will teach that son of a bitch a lesson" someone muttered.

However, all steps abruptly halted when the guy in front raised his hand.

"Boss?"

Questioning eyes turned to him but his gaze is glued to the pale guy's departing back. He is too immersed in watching the gentle sway of his hips as he takes a step.

"Keep an eye on him" he softly muttered without averting his hawk eyes.

"I will send our boys to tail him, Boss" one of guys readily responded.

"I want to know his whereabouts"

"Yes, Boss. I will make the boys report all his activity"

"Make certain he will not have anyone in his bed beginning today," he stated, turning to face his men.

"Devon?" Everyone's confusion deepened.

"You heard me Max?" he coldly asked.

"But he is a player, it would be impossible to stop him Devon" Max argued.

"Girls are flocking to him. They are all eager to spend a night, dreaming of losing their innocence to him"

"You heard me, right, Dex?" He turned to Dex with a deathly glare.

"No one must be in his bed starting today. You all make sure of it," he said through gritted teeth, facing all of the inquisitive stares that were on him.

"Devon, don't tell me..." one of them spoke but hesitated for a moment.

"Until he is in my bed, make sure no one is in his" Devon grimly muttered, making his friends heaved a sigh.

***TBC***