CHAPTER 6

She hastily set the glass on the bar counter, stood to leave, and then abruptly sat back down. When she stood up, she felt dizzy all of a sudden. He helped her sit up straight right away.

His smile vanished when he inquired, "Are you okay?"

She shook her head. She was feeling better once again, yet something felt off. She sighed once more.

"I-I'm alright,"

He told the bartender, "Give me a glass of water," and handed her the glass of water.

She accepted it right away and drank everything. She was quite thirsty.

He was worried. "Have you had too much to drink."

Maybe that was merely the result of her allowing the hunger to pass. 

She reasoned, "N-not yet."

Her phone vibrated as she was about to say goodbye. She noticed that it was Mhariel calling once more when she gave it a closer look. She hung up the phone in frustration, but Mhariel didn't seem to want to stop.

He took another sip of wine, curious, "Who's that? A jealous boyfriend?"

She paused when she unintentionally accepted Mhariel's video call. "N-no, it was just-"

She was fixated on the screen of her phone. Dino was drinking a beer while lounging in the living room of his leased home. Mhariel could be seen approaching the man. Mhariel continues to glare at the camera as if to aggravate her.

Dino did not object as Mhariel stood close to her ex and kissed him. He instead gave Mhariel a bear hug at the waist.

In an effort to prevent the woman from calling her again, she angrily shut off the video call and the phone.

He inquired, "Problem with your lover?"

She wasn't sure if he was simply inferring from the expression on her face or if he had actually seen what had been on her phone's screen earlier. She returned her gaze to the man's attractive face.

She didn't agree to it merely to spend the rest of the night contemplating the two traitors. She had already stated that she would pretend to be someone else for at least that evening before returning to her heart's ache the following day.

She closed the bag after she placed her phone inside it. Without looking away from the man in front of her, she took the glass that was next to her and drank it immediately.

She believes that the man understood what she was trying to say with her eyes because he continued to drink wine alongside her without averting his gaze.

She was able to notice his clingy expression on her.

When she dropped the empty glass, she wasn't even aware that her lips had begun to smile. She believes the water's relaxing influence, which Sheena claims has made her feel lighter, is to blame.

"Sean, right?" She was the one who voluntarily offered her hand.

"I'm Carina." She had confirmed the name Sheena mentioned earlier.

He gripped her hand firmly and nearly didn't want to let go. She simply extended the time he had her hand instead of taking it away.

Because she enjoyed the sensation that drinking gave her, she didn't stop. She was like a bird out of a cage for the first time. There wasn't even a concept of right or wrong. She simply does what she wants to do. And that night, all she wanted to do was smile constantly and flirt with the man sitting next to her.

Even her voice seemed to be flirting with the man because of how glowing her eyes were. She doesn't often flirt with men and doesn't particularly enjoy it.

Mhariel might have felt this whenever she flirted with other men.

She was unable to take her gaze away from his attractive face. It appears to be pleasant to caress it. She didn't realize one of her hands had reached up to touch his lovely face as he laughed.

"I suppose you're already drunk," he grinned as his face appeared to be too close.

"Sure, I suppose I'm drunk. Your lovely face is intoxicating." Her laughter could be heard when she said that.

He laughed and looked at her face. In an instant, he brought his mouth to her ear.

"Would you like to come with me?

"Yesh... yesh, t-take me with you."

He stood to leave with her, but he remained silent further. Miguel approached them before they walked out of the room.

He grinned and remarked, "So you've met her already," to Sean, who then turned to face her.

Sean gripped her by the waist so she wouldn't lose her balance from the intoxication and inquired in shock, "Who?"

Miguel motioned to her with his hand, "Her. She's our gift to you. Will you open your package right now?"

She, on the other hand, was averting her eyes since she couldn't figure out what the two were saying.

"Gift? You mean to say she's a..." Sean paused before he could finish his thought and returned his attention to her.

While her eyes were still half open, she lifted her face and gave them a beautiful smile.

"Yep! But it's not obvious, is it? Are you going to flee with your gift right now?"

Sean's voice was silent, but Miguel's quiet laugh could be heard.

She suddenly came up to the two, saying, "G-gift. Is it your birthday?"

She waited a long time before the man responded.

"I hope every day is my birthday if you're my gift."

She chuckled unexpectedly. She was unaware of why, but she felt as though she were floating. She couldn't help but laugh nonstop.

She guessed Sheena was right; her coming out was a big help in forgetting for a while the anguish she felt because of her ex and her closest friend.

Sean, I'll take care of telling them. Go now, you two," Miguel said once again.

When Sean began to bring her into the elevator, she simply held on to him. She didn't ask about their destination. She had closed her eyes in his car.

She was simply shocked as she felt her body being lifted. She was being carried by him as they prepared to enter a room. She believes that they are in his house.

He carefully lowered her to the bed and stared at her as she lay. She immediately felt her spirit awaken, and as she slowly rose to sit on the bed, she gazed at him.

She watched him remove each button on his polo shirt one at a time. When she got a glimpse of his hairy chest, she even gasped. She could easily see his gorgeous body when he pulled off his clothes and tossed them on the floor.

As he stopped undressing, he stated seriously, "You can still stop me if you want to."

She was still looking at him when she abruptly wet her mouth with her tongue, something she was unaware of. She saw his strange reaction when he saw what she had done.

"Damn! I don't want you to stop me now!" He muttered as if he had just gasped for air.