Chapter 1: One night with the masked man

In front of the hotel, a tall, thin man with light blond hair stood staring at the sign for more than fifteen minutes. He put his hands in his pockets, and it took a lot of effort to stop himself from shaking with excitement. Harris ignored the looks of passersby, gulped, then took a step forward.

It was the fifth time Harris hesitated between staying inside the hotel. Remembering her ex-boyfriend's words before breaking up, Harris finally gritted his teeth and entered the hotel. Harris followed the information on the phone and went to the VIP room on the sixteenth floor. He hesitantly reached out and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a man with a mask was in front of Harris. At a glance, this man had the appearance of a handsome man. The body is solid and muscular enough to make many people want to drool. Harris was no exception. He awkwardly looked at the chest area briefly hidden behind the swimsuit.

"Come in!"

The man leaned over and politely invited Harris into the room. A man with a raspy voice full of charm. Above all, his voice is exceptionally suitable for Harris. Just hearing that sentence, Harris's legs softened. Harris's face involuntarily turned red.

The back door closed, Harris' heart fluttered, and he felt a hot breath on his neck.

"You took a shower, didn't you?"

They both knew that they were meeting for something. Of course, Harris wouldn't assume that a strange man would help her clean up the first time she met. Harris nodded, sat down on the edge of the bed, stoic, and said, "Shall we start?"

The man did not expect him to ask such a question. He smiled slightly. Through the mask, Harris saw his deep blue eyes. Harris seemed to be sucked into those eyes, waiting for him to come to his senses. They are all naked on the bed. The man pinched Harris' chin, "How can you lose focus now?"

After saying that, the man lowered his head and kissed Harris. The kiss was tinged with lust, hot, making Harris's throat dry. He replied to that long kiss. Usually, he and his ex-boyfriend only lightly touched each other's lips, then he would shyly turn his head away.

But now, after breaking up with his boyfriend a day, he has found a strange man on a dating website. Then the man gave him a French kiss. He heard laughter from the man's throat, and Harris could see his thin, wet lips under the dim light of the room.

"Mr.R…"

Yes, they didn't use their real names. This man said that Harris could call him Mr.R. Harris didn't know what that name stood for, but now he wanted to call his name.

Mr.R raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"

Harris's whole body was turning red. He subconsciously wanted to cover his lower body, where the penis was already erect with love. Harris clung to Mr.R's arm, then closed his eyes, tremblingly said: "This is my first time. Please be gentle!"

Mr.R was silent for a long time until Harris thought he was losing his mind, and then he heard a slight sound. "Sure."

That night, Harris couldn't remember what time he fell asleep. He had never had sex with anyone. He only read on the internet that the first time was excruciating and even had bloodshed. But Mr.R is exceptionally gentle. When Harris feels uncomfortable, he will stop to let him adapt. After Harris found pleasure in stimulating the prostate, he began to push hard.

All night, they did not talk to each other, knowing anything about each other, just enjoying the primitive lust of man. From time to time, Mr.R would ask how he felt. Harris had never thought sex would be so pleasurable.

After waking up early in the morning, the person next to him had already left. Maybe after the lovemaking ended, maybe in the morning, Harris couldn't remember. Harris sat up, clutching his waist. He'd be very lost last night. Come to think of it, Harris gritted his teeth again in anger, all because of his damn ex-boyfriend.

Because of a sentence from the guy that made him lose his way, he was looking for a strange man to fuck him. Harris hurried to find the phone. Fortunately, it was only seven in the morning, not yet time to go to work. Harris lay on the bed, and the man was too gallant. Harris looked at the nightstand, a note saying he had paid for the room until noon today.

Harris found it funny. He lay down for a while and then regained his composure to prepare for work. He saw from this place to the company was a bit far. Harris had to have breakfast quickly and then go to the company to check in on time. As soon as he arrived at the office, the planning director knocked on Harris's desk.

"Harris, have you forgotten what day it is?" Vera frowned, showing that she was unhappy. "Today, your team has to summarize the design to report to the boss."

Harris was startled; he had indeed forgotten about this. After being dumped by his ex-boyfriend, his mind drifted off, and he couldn't remember anything. Now that Vera reminded him, Harris had just woken up, stammering to look at the rest of his nest. Clinton sat next to him as a member of his team. He stretched and winked at Vera.

"Don't worry, Vera! Harris decided on the plan two days ago." Clinton even motioned for Harris to continue.

Harris nodded awkwardly: "Yes, we will follow the schedule to report to the bosses this afternoon."

Vera breathed a sigh of relief. Now, she put her hands on the table: "It's not that I want to make things difficult for you! But the new CEO who came to our company last month is in a state of panic. How scary he is! I do not need to tell you, right?"

Vera finished talking and looked at me intensely like she reminded me of that mysterious boss.

This new CEO named Ryan Miller, who has just turned thirty this year, is an extremely handsome, wealthy man who values his career. Harris had never heard of Ryan having an affair. He had never been able to sue Ryan when he was near. And today would be the first day he met Ryan.

Ryan Miller is known to be strict and cold, never giving in, even if the person is a lady. Harris suddenly emerged nervous about this afternoon's meeting.

"Hey, did you sneak out on a date last night with any girl?"

Suddenly, Vera leaned closer, then reached out and touched the red streak below her earlobe. Harris dodged instinctively, clutching his heart in panic, then rolled his eyes at Vera. Vera was amused by Harris's reaction, saying: "Don't make me laugh, Harris? You're already twenty-two years old. It's just normal to have sex with your girlfriend."

After saying that, Vera also teased: "It's just your girlfriend is too bold!"

Vera told Harris to blush. He pursed his lips and shook his head, refusing to communicate with her. Suddenly, the whole office was strangely silent. Harris saw a strange man appear in front of the office door. Harris seemed to be magically making his body stiff, and for a second, he was facing the opponent's eyes.

Blue eyes again!

Same with the man from last night. Harris hastily turned his head away. How could it be that person? He is the new CEO who came last month. Harris had seen him from afar. His memory of Ryan Miller is a bit hazy but undoubtedly unmistakable. How can Ryan be the type to go to a dating site for a one-night stand randomly?

Vera also noticed the abnormality. She quickly straightened up, then turned to look at Ryan. Vera smiled wryly and greeted: "Good morning, Mr.CEO! Why are you coming here? What's wrong?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Harris Edison felt Ryan Miller looking at him. He didn't dare turn his head to look at Ryan, afraid of being reprimanded; Harris' eyes focused on the computer screen. After a moment, Ryan Miller said, "Nothing."

"Please don't talk during business hours!" Ryan Miller warned. Honestly, Ryan Miller just happened to be passing by, unexpectedly meeting the scene of employees talking to each other during working hours. He glanced at Harris Edison once, then left with his assistant.

Harris heard the footsteps fade away, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It was like he had just gone through an unexpected disaster, but he still couldn't get the thought out. The image of Ryan Miller and Mr.R kept interlacing, overlapping. Harris could not distinguish one from the other.

Mainly when Ryan Miller spoke up, his voice low and seductive, even further away, Harris couldn't get it wrong. Is there such a coincidence? Harris pinched his arm. No, he couldn't keep thinking like that!

Even if Ryan Miller is Mr.R, the two are just a one-night stand. After last night, he and Mr.R became strangers, not necessarily bothering each other. In addition, Harris Edison did not intend to find any more men. Harris feels he's still not ready for his next relationship.

Soon, the afternoon meeting arrived. Harris brought a USB with a plan, then led Clinton to the twenty-third floor.

Vera was already in the elevator waiting for him and Clinton. She adjusted Harris’s collar, then admonished: “Mr. Miller seems unhappy today. This time, the design plan determines whether our room will receive a year-end bonus.”

“Most importantly,” Harris Edison narrowed his eyes after adjusting to the state he had already found confidence. “We have to win this contract from the rival company’s planning team, right?”

Vera smiled with satisfaction, patted Harris on the shoulder, then pushed open the door and entered the conference room.