Thud!—the door of the president suite was slammed shut. Melissa George was pushed inside, falling heavily to the ground.
Melissa dragged her alcohol-reeking body, stumbling and crawling toward the door of the bathroom following the sound of the running shower.
The bedroom door was pushed open. A honey-skinned, muscular man kept swaying in her sight in this foggy, steamy space.
Melissa frowned. Is this a dream?
Drowning in her thought, she suddenly lost her balance and fell toward the man.
Fortunately, she reacted in time and managed to clutch onto the man's waist that was holding the showerhead.
Thud!
Although her 5'4'' height held no weight against his 6'2'', her pressing bodyweight forced the man against the wall..
"Woman, how the hell did you get in?"
A frigid voice suddenly arose in the foggy bathroom, even the hazy steam seemed to be frozen solid in an instant.
Melissa shook her head, trying to clear her messy mind. She felt like there's countless birds chirping inside her head. "Shut up! One more word and I'll peg you!"
The room was momentarily silenced for three solid seconds. The naked man scooped Melissa up and threw her onto the soft bed. His moves weren't gentle at all.
"Woman, you are the first one ever to try to peg me."
Leo Jones pressed his knees between Melissa's legs suggestively.
Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly lifted her legs and caught hold of his waist, as if she was trying to cater to him, hinting at his next move.
Leo was slightly startled for a split second. Why was he not disgusted by this gangster girl who had just popped up from nowhere?
A devilish smirk slowly twisted at the corner of his mouth, 'Interesting.'
Leo yanked off the bath towel wrapped around his waist and pressed his entire body against the woman's. "Little wild cat, let's have fun."
His thin lips found its way on Melissa's neck, his sensuous breath blowing on her ear scratching her heart.
Melissa lifted her chin and her hand on Leo's chest suddenly tightened. The alcohol in her breath was spicing up the sensuality between them both.
Leo's lips were glued to Melissa's alcohol-tasting ones; his move was overbearing and rough.
His kisses were slowly getting deeper, step by step.
More passionte and intense.
The sweet tongue deftly pried open her teeth and swept in, as if he wanted to swallow all of her fragrance.
Leo slowly untied Melissa's clothes, with unhurried gestures which made an already-drunk woman even more lost in herself.
The delicate dance between the two filled the room with a lingering redolence.
"You are such a temptress!"
How could Melissa stand such teasing? She felt as if the flames inside her were about to burn her down!
Her hands gradually moved from Leo's back as she flipped on top to sit on him. Her beautiful lips parted and closed seductively as she gasped for breath.
"I'm sorry, I can't take it anymore..."
Leo narrowed his eyes as he was about to lose control of himself.
Simply said, he needed this woman right here, right now!
It became even harder for Melissa to resist herself after Leo's tease. With that, she knitted her brows tightly as she moved her body to be even more in sync with him, helping him in his pursuit without any hesitation.
He held onto Melissa's tiny waist lightly with one hand to guide her.
Before she could understand what had transpired, a certain secret garden that yearned to be furnished was instanbtly filled in the next moment.
The tille soil in the garden was filled with seeds of exquisite flora before it was covered with more soils, filling it to the brim which gave both a sense of satisfaction.
The romantic battle of the two began...
Melissa collapsed weakly on the man's torso. But he promptly pinned her underneath him. "Woman, do you think it's that easy to get rid of a fire after you ignited it?"
Leo ignored Melissa's savage struggle as he continued his onslaught without stopping himjself.
Due to the pain, Melissa sobered up from her drunken stupor in an instant. Seeing the strange man, she panicked.
"Ahhh! Who are you! What are you doing?! Get off me!"
Leo grabbed hold of Melissa's hand pounding on him, but his lower-body movement sped up as he lowered his head and suckled on her glory.
Melissa was powerless against the barrage, and since she was no longer lubricated, she was in pain.
Under Leo's continuous invasions, Melissa couldn't stand it anymore, blacking out...
Outside the president suite, a woman stood with her arms crossing in front of her chest. Her face was identical to Melissa's, but full of evil hatred.
Her voice was crisp, but it was filled with poison.
It was as if she could feel Melissa's misery through the heavy soundproof door.
"My dear sister, enjoy the 20th birthday gift I gave you."
Early in the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the French windows onto the two exquisite faces on the bed, it seemed to illuminate two brilliant halos on them.
But the messy room hinted the madness of last night.
Melissa frowned tightly as she slowly regained her consciousness. She gradually lifted her trembling eyelids and her eyes widened in an instant when realizing where he was. She sprang up from the bed, gasping as though she was just reborn.
The memory of the previous night flashing in her mind kept reminding her that she had done!
Both her hands started to massage her pulsing temple as her gaze scanned through the messy presidential suite with confusion.
Wasn't shecelebrating her 20th birthday with her sister last night? Why was she here?
Melissa peered at the sleeping man on his side. She couldn't see his face, which made she grit her teeth in annoyance.
Carefully, she picked up her clothes on the side and crept out of bed.
The moment she landed, a tearing pain from her lower body and her weak legs made her fall heavily to the ground, and the clothes in her hands were scattered all over the ground.
She breathed in and quickly put on her clothes. She took out the remaining 30 dollars from her bag and then looked at the man on the bed. Quietly, she stuffed the notes back.
She seemed to be the one who started all this yesterday.
Melissa closed her bag silently, though her gaze slowly landed on the handmade bracelet on her wrist.
She took off the bracelet and gently placed it on the bedside. Then, she nodded with a slight smile.
Well, these days, ;eaving money behind after a one-night stand is so tacky! A handmade bracelet is much classier.
Melissa, who had found a perfect excuse for her stingy self, turned around and left without hesitation.
