Chapter 1 Night of Hangover
It seems like there's some sound, rain? Or was it water? The sound of running water softly hits her eardrum. Elaine scrunched her face, her small face pouting, and continued sleeping in another direction. Who was that making so much noise, not letting people sleep! It's too noisy!
Then, a headache struck, it felt like her brains were having convulsions, Elaine closed her eyes, wishing she could chop her head and exchange her brains with anyone to stop the pain. Couldn't sleep, there was no way to continue sleeping.
Waking up on the wrong side of the bed, Elaine has her small face scrunched into a ball and opened her eyes while pouting.
"What time is it?" She asked while mumbling. No one answered. Why was her younger sister not answering her? Only then, Elaine looked at her surrounding slowly...
Eh? This was not her small loft! Neither was it her double-decked bed! There's no sight of her soft toys, there's also no sight of her younger sister's pile of albums. Instead, what she saw was a luxurious wallpaper, bright lights, and elegant furniture.
"Oh! Oh my god, where is this place?!" Elaine finally woke up from her stupor, sitting up straight immediately and started looking at her surrounding in horror. Her lips began to tremble slightly, and it was getting worst... This was a hotel! And it was a presidential suite, the kind you get to see only in a magazine!
"Ahhhhh..." Elaine shouted in shock, then she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Blinking her crystal-like eyes, she only realizes then that she was fully naked!
"Oh, oh, oh... Did I... I... do that? Oh, God... do you want me to live still...?" Elaine's finally got her sense of hearing back, and she looked at the direction of where water could be heard, thru the door, she could faintly see a man's body inside the shower. Although it was blurry, it was, for sure, a figure that was a tall, robust, and powerful body...
A hotel... naked... and man... ah, ah, ah... Elaine nibbled on her nails while blinking furiously. It couldn't be right, did she really do that after being drunk on the night after her college entrance exam...?
Elaine hit her chest and stomped her feet while pulling her hair, wishing she could pull all of it out. Like a mouse that lost its tail, she turned around on the bed, and finally, her brain started working.
Picking up the clothes from the messy pile, the first that she picked was her cartooned underwear with a picture of a pirate king, too bad the rubber band on it has been stretched till it was too loose. Wearing it with a tearful face, she fled in a hurry while the unknown man was still in the shower.
Bang!
The bathroom door opened, and the 1. 8m tall, robust man came out, half-naked with a white towel wrapped around his built body. With his long legs stepping out, he looked around suspiciously, "Eh, where did that little thing go to? Did she... run away?" The man gradually raised his eyebrows, full of discontent and annoyance.
"Shit! She escaped!" The man's face was incredibly good-looking. It was the kind that was devilish charismatic, with eyes as deep as the ocean, face narrow but sharp, with a chilling aura that people don't dare to look straight at. Giving off an egotistical feeling with his aquiline nose while his thin lips exposed a little mean and coldness. Overall, he was a fierce and ruthless guy that was not easy to be close to. Handsome but cold and frightening at the same time.
Opening the metallic cigarette box patiently and taking out a stick, and slowly igniting it. With a deep breath, then exhaling out a few smoke rings, only then talking out the phone and dialed a number, ordering, "Kayden, find out about the woman from last night... yes, soon."
Then with the cigarette between his fingers, he started stretching in the room. His muscles awakened while moving, attesting it to be strong and healthy. He found a gun from the pile of clothes, disassembling and assembling it quickly, then pulling the firing pin, loading it, and aiming it towards the clock on the wall.
Thinking back to the night that surprised him.
He was walking out from the bar, rushing to the next gathering that his friend had invited, when he had his arms hooked. He would have broken the person's arm in a split second with his fast reaction and training from young, luckily, he had a glimpse of whatever was coming.
It was a young girl with neat bangs, big round eyes, and the light, her tender skin that looks like it could be broken by blowing. Looking pinkish, and it reminded him of a particular small animal.
"You're so handsome, haha, *burp*!" Laughing with no care, and even burping from drinking alcohol. Sticking out her pink tongue, looking like a female snake, seducing the man's eye.
"Let go." He said in his usual cold tone. Shaking his arm but did not manage to shake her off, or rather, he did not use much strength at all.
"Haha, I won't let go... you're really handsome, I like... yeah, like..." She must have drunk too much, and when she spoke, her soft body was leaning against him, on his hard body, with her red lips pouting, it was cute. Cute... indeed really cute.
At that moment, his heart trembled. After all, he was used to seeing pretentious women with heavy makeup. For the first time, he was looking at such an innocent girl. He actually found it fresh.
"How old are you? Have you graduated from high school?" He asked in a rarely softened voice while touching her face. Being near her ears, first, he sniffed a faint scent that was like from fresh fruit, the kind that belonged to a maiden.
"High school? I attend the No. 4 High School, you? What do you attend, classmate?"
Classmate your head, who was classmates with her! This little thing! He then lifted his arms upwards, thinking that the childish girl could be pushed away. "I should go, stand properly." Will she fall down, seeing that she was so drunk.
"You're really handsome..." The girl said while muttering, and she simply hugged his waist tightly, breathing with her face leaning on his chest.
"You're so handsome... are you from a painting? ... Are you a movie star? ... How much do you want? ... Sleep with me? ... Huh? Ok or not? Sleep with me, ok?"
What rubbish was she talking about? Sleep her? She looked so small and looking like she was fourteen or fifteen, a little thing that he did not bother touching at all. Although, as he was looking at the porcelain skin, he was a little tempted. But... he was a grown man and did not lack any woman... as such, he won't touch this kind of small green apple.
"Ok, don't mess around, I still have things to do, I will be rough if you don't let go."
