City C, The Royal Hotel.
The luxury suite was still filled with the lingering atmosphere from last night's love-making; clothes and shoes were scattered all over the place.
In the bathroom of the suite, a man was tilting his head back. Warm water sprayed out from the showerhead, enveloping his muscular body. The water dripped down his distinctively chiseled cheeks, ran across his strong, wide chest, converged on his defined abdominal muscles and continued down further...
The moment the bathroom door was opened, a woman crawled up from the bed. As she raised her head, her gaze was immediately drawn to the sight of the handsome man emerging from the bath.
The man was casually draped in a white bath towel. His jet-black short hair was still dripping wet, and there was a fresh scent of bath soap coming from his body. His sensual, moist lips were curled into a smirk, and there was a hint of frivolity in his eyes that conveyed a sense of disregard for the world.
Seeing the woman's infatuated look, the man curled up the corner of his mouth in mockery, "Lorelai, how desperate are you for a man?"
That's right, she was Lorelai, known amongst people as a professional third-party in relationships, a captivating femme fatale.
Desperate for a man, his foot!
Wasn't he the one desperate for a woman?
Lorelai shrugged off his comment, ignored him, got up from the bed, picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on, then walked into the bathroom.
Just as she finished freshening up, there was a series of knocks on the bathroom door. Lorelai, however, continued leisurely applying her makeup and drawing her eyebrows, acting as if she hadn't heard the noise coming from outside.
Nonetheless, in a short while, there was a loud bang. The man kicked the door open, his cold eyes falling upon Lorelai, "Tell me, how will you compensate me?"
Feigning ignorance, Lorelai queried, "Compensate? For what?"
She glanced briefly into the cold eyes of the man, quickly looking away, but her gaze found itself helplessly drawn to his bare chest.
His taut muscles are barely visible, making him exceptionally sexy. The only flaw is the scratches on his firm chest, suggesting a certain intimacy.
Upon seeing her own masterpiece, Lorelai felt an involuntary heat on her face, thinking herself quite unable to face people. But last night, she was only taking care of business and didn't expect that this guy has such a good physique.
At this moment, her nose felt hot as if something was about to gush out.
She couldn't bear to look at this man, so she hurriedly turned around and ran out of the bathroom. After calming down for a while, she looked up at herself in the mirror.
Oh my god! She had lipstick smeared all over her face, she's utterly embarrassed.
The man came out of the bathroom and looked at Lorelai's awkward appearance. A smile barely detectable curled up the corners of his lips, and his domineering aura gradually disappeared.
He sat lazily on the sofa with a glass of red wine, gently swirling the liquid in the glass, looking at the woman in front of him, and said, "Lorelai, you are not afraid at all, even daring to drug me and steal my first time, what's your plan to compensate me?"
Lorelai widened her eyes in disbelief at him.
His first time? How is that possible?
Does he think that he could fool her into thinking that the well-known playboy who has been with countless women was having his first time?
Absolutely impossible!
Lorelai sneered for a while, pretended as if nothing happened, sashayed over, took the wine glass from his hand, took a sip of the crimson liquid, and then put the glass back in his hand.
With her delicate fingers, she poked at his solid chest muscle, looking extremely casual, "Are you setting the tone to settle accounts after the Autumn Harvest? I'm so scared, what should I do?"
The man she had slept with was her "brother-in-law," the dream lover of all women in City C, the president of the Townsend Group - Samuel.
This man, who everyone in the city wanted to establish a relationship with, had unexpectedly shared a bed and the same blanket with her, Lorelai, last night.
Although she had added a bit of strong stuff, Lorelai still felt very accomplished; not everyone was capable of this, right?
