Prologue

　　"Just this night, let's forget them!" He said so softly. I stared at him, studying his face, his eyes. There is no denying how handsome he is. I wondered why my bestfriend didn't choose him. But then, she was in love. And not with him.

　　"Yeah, screw them heartbreakers!" I shouted on top of my lungs. I raised my bottle of Red horse in the air and laughed bitterly. Then I began to cry.

　　Obligingly, he gathered me into his arms and let me cried. All the time, he patted my back, caressed it.

　　Slowly, my sobs came to a halt. A part of me didn't seem want to let go.

　　We continued drinking our hearts out. As I looked around, everything seems to spin. Like I can literally see the world rotate around its axis, or is it just me?

　　I looked at him again. He looks so broken and so devastated yet handsome at the same time. He's got a smile that's to die for, prominent jawline. His eyes so expressive. The way he stares could make you melt. He also got that toned body, abs that could make any woman drool. He's almost perfect.

　　"You know what, you're really handsome." I blurted out, and regret the moment I realized what I have said.

　　I saw a smile crept up his face.

　　"You really think so?" He asked.

　　"Yeah, really." I answered without taking my glance from him.

　　His smile widen at my words.

　　I sighed as I remembered what brought us together tonight. I was broken. Today was supposed to be our fifth monthsary. My ex-boyfriend is my officemate. We've been dating for months now and lately, he kept asking me about sex. Truth is I love him, but I just couldn't see myself giving in to him. It just felt so wrong when it should've felt normal because he was my boyfriend. In the end, I did not agree with him.

　　After office today, I decided to surprise him. I cooked his favorite adobo and got ready. I went into his house. I didn't have to knock because I had a spare key.

　　I entered his house and felt so excited. I told myself that we had some catching up to do. I put the food in the table and went to his room when I heard odd noise. I followed it only to find out it came from his room. My heart was hammering fast. I don't know but I had this odd feeling that something is happening inside. I forcefully pushed the door and got the biggest surprise of my life. There he was, on top of our other officemate. Her legs curling on his back. They were both naked and sweating. Without thinking, I slapped him hard in the face and grabbed the woman's hair. I couldn't believe what he did. I thought he love me, but I was wrong.

　　I ran outside and went into the bar. And there I saw him, he was equally broken as I am. Later, we decided to continue celebrating our heartbreaks in his place.

　　"Hey, are you thinking about them again?" He asked, so softly like he was afraid to hurt me. I was so preoccupied that I didn't notice him until he was in front of me.

　　He cupped my face and tilted it upwards to meet his eyes. There is something in his eyes that comforts me. I don't want to look away.

　　I let out a sigh before answering.

　　"I cannot stop it. It was so fresh."

　　"Cheer up beautiful, you deserve someone better."

　　He looked at me intently, in my eyes and down to my lips. I saw something in his eyes, was it desire? My heart was beating really fast but I cannot tear away from his glance.

　　Slowly, he moved his face closer until his lips touched mine. My eyes closed automatically and I cling my arms in his neck. It felt like the world stopped, like time was forever frozen.

　　I felt his hand on my back, caressing, touching. What he did gave me a feeling that is so foreign. His kiss felt so different and for the first time, I felt like there really are butterflies in my stomach.

　　The kiss was magnetic, I couldn't pull away. He held me tight in his arms, pulling me closer. He left no space between us.

　　I found myself chasing his lips when we parted. Just then, he kissed me again. He traced my lips with his tongue, urging me to open. I let him in, felt his tongue dance with mine to a song only our mouths know.

　　We continued kissing until we reached his bedroom. He sat me on his bed never leaving my lips. He suckled my lips, his tongue exploring my insides. My mind was telling me to pull away, to push him away but my body does otherwise.

　　I felt his lips on my ear. Gently nipping, nibbling as it slide down my neck. He planted sweet small kisses on my neck, making me arch my back. The sensation brought by his touch and kisses was so strong. I felt a sudden desire.

　　The next thing I knew was my clothes thrown off the floor. He stopped for a moment to watch me. His eyes lingering on my breast.

　　"Hmm. Beautiful."

　　He said smiling. I felt my cheeks turn red. I suddenly felt the urge to cover my breast but his hands stopped me. He began kissing me again while his hands started touching my breast. He used his thumb to play with my nipple. I felt goosebumps as he continue to do so.

　　I don't know what to do. I arched my back, feeling his body with mine. His warmth waking up something in me. His lips traveled down leaving wet kisses on my neck and in between my breast. Then he sucked one of my nipples. Making it wet with his tongue, tracing its tip. I could feel my body respond to it, I suddenly feel aroused. He sucked my nipples alternately while his hands continued touching me everywhere. And in just a swift move, our bodies combined.

　　A tear escaped my eyes as I felt a searing pain on my private part. He kissed my tears away and slowly began thrusting within me. The pain was replaced by an indescribable pleasure. I found myself dancing to his rhythm. I felt something building within me. He pounded faster, my whole body was trembling. My legs convulsed as I felt my release. And with one final thrust, we found ourselves in heaven.