Prologue

"You're drop-dead gorgeous and sizzling hot," he murmured as he clutched her face in his hand and fiercely kissed her. She didn't even hold back and kissed him as aggressively as she could. His tongue explored her mouth, and she gasped at the pleasure she was receiving from the kiss.

He slips his arms behind her back and unzips her dress, allowing it to drop to the floor without breaking the kiss. When he was running out of breath, he took a step back to take in the stunning sight in front of him. His jeans continued to bulge just by looking at her in her underwear. 

"Tonight you’re fucking mine!" He snarled, his lips crashing into hers once again. In between those kisses, he added, "Fuck, you’re going to drive me insane."

He took her in his arms and made his way to the bed, hardly breaking their kiss. They're both consumed with lust and need, and it's making them aware of just how ravenous their kisses were. He playfully throws her on the bed, eager to dominate every minute of it. He looks at her lasciviously as he takes off his own clothes.

She nibbles her lips, her gaze riveted on the man in front of her. What a wonderful sight to just see. He wanted to be in control, but she wouldn't let him. She is determined to dominate him. She drew him in and had him fall on top of her before delivering him another mind-numbing smooch. His hands travel around her exposed body, removing the last pieces of clothing from her, and every touch he gives her is so far beyond anything she could have imagined.

"Are you ready, hon?" he murmured, smirking. He's well aware of his effect on her.

"As ready as I'll ever be," she answered, trailing wet kisses on his chest, which elicited a growl from him.

He turned to look at her once more, unadulterated lust overwhelming him. He can have her; she is his for the taking, and then he'll make sure she gets all the mind-blowing orgasms she could possibly imagine.

And that is exactly what they did all night. To satisfy and please each other until they no longer have the strength to move. And although he knows that it is only yet another one-night affair like the others, he can't seem to help but sense a developing connection with her. She was clearly different. 

She was worn out, yet being with him helped her forget many of her constraints. Despite the fact that she doesn't know him, she can tell that he left her yearning for more because she senses a connection with him. He was clearly different.

As satiated as they could be, they both slept with a contented and satisfied expression on their faces.

When she felt an arm draped around her waist, she reflexively awoke. She turned around and saw someone blissfully asleep next to her. She remained motionless, her gaze fixated on the person beside her. She tries to notice every detail of his appearance so that she will remember him when their time together is over. She wanted to instill him in her memory. She shut her eyes yet again as she recounted how she ended up in his bed.

The nightclub where the celebration will take place is filled with loud music. Throngs of people, men and women, came to the scene, all eager to see the man of the hour. They're all eagerly anticipating his arrival and his sizzling presence in the pub.

She was among the gathering crowd in the bar, but she was not there to join their craze. Amidst the frenzy of everyone waiting for the public figure to arrive, she is blissfully unaware and unmoved by the craziness going on around her. She doesn't care about their hype; she's in her own bubble.

She was strutting and dancing to her heart's desire in the middle of the dance floor. Men can't help but adore her from afar. Her aggressiveness and fiery nature lure guys like a magnet, and she is a total vixen. Despite this, none of them seemed to affect her. She's not looking for a hook-up so much as she's trying to appreciate her time alone and enjoy breaking free from her limitations and restrictions. This is, after all, her last night in the country.

Kaira Lombardi isn't your usual affluent, glamorous woman who frequents bars. She only goes out to party as a part of her job and nothing more than that. She may be a man's dream come true, a woman's challenge, or both their worst nightmare, but she couldn't care less. Her life was full of constraints, and all she ever desired was to be free. And this is why she doesn't appear to mind the howling and whistling she's getting from the male crowd right now. She's used to the catcalls and heckling but doesn't seem to mind them. They may admire her, but they will never have the opportunity to touch her unless she consents.

A group of boisterous yet charming males started showing up. The long-awaited group for which the women had been preparing and waiting. They're going to have a party and a celebration tonight, and they're on the prowl for a woman who wants to hook up. As it is, it is nothing other than a sex act for them. There are no strings attached; there are no restrictions.

The group's notable leader is Calix Hendrix, the elusive yet rebellious champion dragster. Calix is looking forward to a great night after dominating the country's largest and most important car racing tournament of the day. Another source of honor and fame for him. And he's one step closer to realizing his goal.

Women flocked to the attractive men as soon as the gang arrived. They flaunt their asses seductively and shamelessly to the men and indicate their readiness for them for the night. Above all, they wanted to be Calix's special lady for the evening. Everyone wants a piece of him because he is the star.

Instincts kicked in, and Kaira and Calix, the two enigmatic jewels of the night, locked gazes, and only one thought came to mind: he desired her, she desired him. And just like in a damn chick flick, where romance is a cliché, they started walking towards their prey, gazes locked and seductively licking their lips. 

As they started moving towards one another, it seemed as if the world slowed down for them. Everyone else kept their focus on them, watching as the two hottest and perhaps most sought-after people in that bar that night felt the electrifying connection that was starting to create a buzz.

Then Calix flashed her that enticing and seductive grin that he has been using a lot to attract the ladies, and that action had everyone around them swooning. But his attention is riveted on Kaira, the woman whom he has only seen tonight but with whom he feels a strong attraction. She doesn’t seem fazed by his devilish grin, but he can see lust in her eyes.

"Hey, sexy." He breathed in her ear when he reached her, and she couldn't help but stare at him, nipping her bottom lip in the process.

She doesn't even want to hook up, but it appears that fate has different plans for her tonight. "Hey, handsome, what's up?" she answered back seductively.

"Who are you with?" He whispered, placing his hands around her narrow waist and cooing in her ear.

"Do I look like I am with somebody?"

"Touché. Do you want to have some fun with me tonight since you're alone? With the sultry stride you're making, you've definitely captured my attention."

She didn't object or budge because of his proximity to her. If any, she moved closer to him and instead encircled his neck with her arms and swayed seductively to the music. He simply cannot help but follow her rhythmic movements. And just by dancing this close to her, his mind is in chaos. And the myriad things he wants to do to her are currently obscuring his thoughts. He can feel his jeans constricting as he already has a hard-on just by being so close.

"Are you up for a steamy night with me? If so, I'm willing to take that chance," he urged once more, his tongue grazing her ear.

"If I am, what's the plan?" she responded.

"Perhaps you'd like to spend a hot, passionate night at my penthouse? I promise you'll enjoy the whole night."

She paused and pretended to contemplate for a while, then shifted her eyes to the people surrounding them before muttering, "Challenge accepted. Let's do this."

"Come on then, gorgeous. We're in for a long night."

Calix took her hand in his and led her to the bar's exit, and everyone gasped in astonishment upon seeing them. There was already a clear favorite. Even without doing anything but just staring at each other, they were able to capture one another's interest. Those who wanted that spot with the pair ended up wearing scowls and displeasure on their faces. Many others have tried, but none have succeeded. Tonight's star is made for the vixen.

Calix made it known to his buddies that he was departing, and all they could do was acquiesce and feel envious. He once again got the hottest and loveliest one. They can't really blame him; Calix is a handsome devil, and they're well cognizant of that. They can never compete with him at all.

Calix couldn't help but be alarmed when several men blocked their way to the exit. All of those in front of them are large, muscular men, and he's not certain if they're after the woman he is with. But he refused to give her up to them. He won't allow them to have her. Whatever happens, she's his for the night.

Kaira arched her eyebrows at the men in an instant, not showing any hint of fear but of sheer disbelief and frustration. After that gesture from her, they were given permission to pass, as if on cue. He looked at her with a questioning glance, but she responded with a careless shrug of her shoulders. She did the honor of guiding him outdoors when he didn't move.

"What was that?" He couldn't help but inquire.

"What was what again? There was nothing to discuss. It was nothing. Stop asking questions, and let's get going," she said sternly, causing him to shrug his shoulders and walk towards where his car will be brought.

Calix was ecstatic as to what was going to happen as he waited for the valet to bring his car. Both of them remained speechless as they waited, but Kaira came to a complete halt when she saw the exquisite race car parked in front of her. "Are you liking it?" he asked.

"You're a racer," she declared flatly.

He murmured in her ear, "Yeah, and I'll definitely drive you crazy and hot tonight."

He guided her inside the car, and he just could not suppress his enthusiasm as he accelerated all the way through his penthouse. Despite the fact that he is used to having to spend his nights with the woman of his choice, this one was unanticipated. He is currently with a different woman tonight. They haven't traded names, and he has no intention of doing so; he merely fucks and disappears, so there's no need for names, but he has a feeling that this woman will be an entirely new experience for him.

Calix couldn't help but stare at Kaira as she sauntered up in front of him when they arrived at his residence. He simply cannot help but be stimulated and feels so aroused just by gazing at the woman in front of him, who is really stunning and exquisite. He can't wait to devour her and reveal who Calix is inside the bedroom. He'll undoubtedly show her his driving talents while driving her insane with passion, lust, and need.

Calix shoved Kaira against the wall and kissed her ferociously as soon as they entered the elevator. He could not wait to taste her, and when their lips came together, lust overwhelmed them both. Those kisses were absolutely necessary for them to do, and they were needy with desire. They do not really mind whether they're still in the lift because their desire for each other is so strong, and they both have their pent-up longing for one another. As they continue to kiss, their hands wander around each other's bodies, triggering more and more pleasure and igniting more and more carnal desires.

Calix enthusiastically guided her out of the elevator as it dinged to signal their floor. He's had enough with the waiting game. He needs to be with her, to be inside of her.

And that night that they shared was something both of them would never forget. It may be an evening of unadulterated lust, but it will definitely leave them wanting for more.

Calix shifted beside Kaira, so she immediately opened her eyes to check if he was awake. When she notices he is still asleep, she carefully withdraws his draped arm from her waist and gives him another glimpse. It's time for her to leave, just as she usually does. He is no exception to the rule. No names, just the experience. She quickly picked up her clothes and slipped them on, all the while focusing her full attention on him. She had an unforgettable, amorous night with this man. A night she may never be able to forget.

She took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, crouched down, and kissed him on the cheek. She never does things like this after a one-night stand, but it's different with him. Even though she realizes he's the biggest flirt, she can't help but notice the difference between him and the other men she's spent the night with before. And this person will go on to become a beautiful memory of her.

When she leaves, she knows they will never see each other again. And it is probably for the best. He seems to have a good future ahead of him. And she doesn't want him to be tainted by her cruel life. Again, as it is, it should only be just one night of lust.

When her phone alerted her, she peeked in to see a message from Enzo, another profound indication that she needed to leave him. And yet, one more glimpse at the man before leaving the room. And then she was gone for good in his life. In her treacherous life, the one night with him, fueled by lust and passion, will be her saving grace.

Calix shifted from the bed and opened his eyes as the woman exited through the door. The kiss she gave him moved him. And no matter how badly he wants to follow her, exchange names with her, and meet her again, he knows he can't. Her life is so much better without him. He cannot drag her down in the dirt of his uncertain existence because she appears to have a bright future ahead of her.

He closed his eyes once more and thought about the lovely woman he had spent the night with. His recollection of her has been ingrained in his mind, and he will forever hold that memory as his only hope for his salvation.