Chương 1: CHAPTER 1
"Gargh!" Laura gagged as she took another shot of vodka.
The club's regular red lighting went off and on, in tune with the effects of the music, as the DJ mixed different sounds on his mixer.
The flashback of what occurred in the afternoon resurfaced as she grabbed the third shot.
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"How can I finish 10 thousand pages worth of research work over the weekend, Sophia?" Laura spoke hoarsely to her phone.
"Laura, you are a marketer. Research work shouldn't be a problem for you." Sophia's flat voice spat back.
"It's not about the research work, it's the time frame, Sophia. It's not feasible." Laura quavered, trying not to whine.
"Well, Laura, you have to sort that out yourself. I'll be expecting your report first thing on Monday. Bye."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Sophia dropped the phone.
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"Gaaargh!" Laura gagged even louder, as she dropped the shot glass on her table with a thud.
The number of unstoppable dancing figures in front of her made her dizzy. Enticingly, she decided to join them. After all, it was Friday.
"Ouch!" Laura winced in pain realising she hit her leg on the edge of the table as she tried to stand.
"Shit." She cussed, almost falling, remembering that she had a very low tolerance for alcohol.
She was already tipsy.
"Yeah!" She screamed after regaining her composure.
Swooning and moving her hips with her hands in the air, until she reached the middle of the dance floor, completely ignoring her staggering steps.
She jumped up and down, in her attempt at dancing. Laura moved her chest and hips in tune, hoping to forget the pressures of her newly added workload.
"And who might you be?" A comely deep voice struck her from behind, but she didn't respond.
She was too engrossed with her dance moves. As she danced absentmindedly, she began to feel a warm presence on her, but she ignored and danced even more.
She shook her head with even more force as the warm presence on her held her gently but firm, and moved her according to the beat of the bustling music.
"You dance so well." The voice spoke again, speaking directly to her ear. This time, Laura turned to see the face of the one who didn't allow her to dance in peace.
Her face hit his chest as she turned around. Reflexively, she tilted her head up, hoping to catch a view of his face, but the red lights of the club and the hecticness of her surroundings couldn't let her.
Without affording her a chance to look at him, the man turned her around with soft aggression, placing her in the same position that she once was, and guided her into dancing again.
"Let's stick to dancing, shouldn't we?" His voice resounded in her ear as he began pressing in on her backside.
"Let me be." Laura tried to brush away from his grip, but his firm hold on her was enough indication that he was not letting go.
Upon realising this, she gave up and continued dancing away the night with the man.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Laura's eyes sharply opened when her familiar alarm bell woke her up, with her phone vibrating in her bag.
She quickly searched the dimly lit room for her bag, finding the black bag on the table next to her bed, she stretched and searched her hand through her bag for her phone, and grabbed it.
She turned the alarm off, and dropped her phone back in her bag, on the table. It was 6 AM, Laura rubbed her eyes as she checked out her surroundings.
She was in an exotic room with exotic furniture consisting of a luxurious chair and bedside table, a flat-screen television, and chiefly lighting.
Her eyes scurried through the room as she saw the walls were painted white which matched the sheets, and right beside her, was a sleeping figure who let out soft snores~
"Ah—" Laura jolted. She brought her hand to her mouth, stopping herself from letting out any more sound.
She slowly observed herself and saw the duvet resting on her stark naked body. Upon realising this, she quickly climbed down from the bed.
Wincing in pain, Laura stops in her tracks. Sitting on the bed, she notices already dried blood on her inner thighs.
"No, no, no…" she whispered in horror, understanding what must've occurred.
She turned and opened the duvet. There on the sheets was a map of her blood stain.
"Ha!" She let out uncontrollably. She was a virgin.
This sound caused the man beside her to turn in his sleep to face her. As he turned, Laura froze and shut her eyes tightly, as if that would have hidden her from being seen.
As her eyes were closed, she heard the familiar snores continue. He had not woken up yet.
So she opened her eyes slowly, one after the other, her eyes finding the face of this man.
"Wow." Beside her, lay the most attractive man she ever saw. She was astonished.
His eyebrows were long and full, and so were his lashes. His nose was slim and pointed, and his lips were pouted, having a pink tint.
All these were perfectly arranged on his fine face with a chiselled jawline. He was sleeping soundly.
The duvet only covered his thighs and very long legs, revealing his pubic hair and a hint of his groin, his muscular features; from his arms to the lines of his abs.
Laura tore her gaze from the handsome man who slept beside her, as the gravity of what must've occurred during the night made her anxious and ashamed
She stood up, enduring the sharp pain from her intimate part, and picked her scattered clothes from the floor. Her black underwear, red and black bra, and her skimpy grey gown.
She quickly wore them accordingly, after which, she grabbed her black low heels, and her handbag from the table, and tiptoed to the door.
Reaching the door, she turned the key, unlocking it. The door opened with a soft creak. Laura walked out and never looked back.
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