Upon hearing their judgments so clearly, my heart thumped too fast as it usually happened every time, I encountered women like them.
"Why didn't you confront them? It seems like they're talking behind you because you're weak and vulnerable," he murmured.
It was exactly the first time he asked me that question. His voice seemed different, cold, yet filled with a warm, genuine feeling.
Until we reached his vague, gloomy office. He took a deep breath, loosened up his necktie annoyingly. I felt like a nobody who never existed in this world.
I saw myself as an ordinary woman despite my achievements in my whole life. The death of my parents remained me broken, empty, and longing for a different, genuine kind of love.
Out of the blue, a strong, warm sensation pushed me— took steps closer to the gigantic window. It was made up of glass, convenient enough to see the city lights at night.
"Do I have another appointment this afternoon?" he asked formally.
I wanted to answer him, but there was no energy left in my body to utter a single word. Without asking his approval, I opened the window widely. I savored the warm breeze that blew up my hair and rubbed on my soft skin.
Exhaustingly, I closed my eyes and wished to give everything to Andrea. I wanted to keep the promises that I've made before my mother died two years ago.
"I'm asking you. Do I have—"
"You have no appointment this afternoon, Mr. Realm. But you promised me that you'll be going somewhere else with me instead of staying in your office." I cut him off first.
He chuckled suddenly that caught my attention. It was not funny at all. But he continued and chuckled behind my back.
"Hmm, did I tell you that thing, Andy?"
I nodded slightly, "Apparently… yes!"
Lisandro, perhaps sensed that I felt sad and broken while I'm away with my little sister. She needed to undergo a serious operation and I hoped everything would be fine.
I was hoping that better days would come. Change my unfortunate life into an abundant, joyful one.
He stopped chuckling which gave me peace of mind. He was standing right behind me, tucked away a few strands of my hair, and whispered into my ears, "Tell me, where do you want to go with me?"
My body effortlessly turned numb every time he came closer to me. His fresh, warm breath and body made me addicted to him—addicted to something impossible to be mine.
At the end of the game, I would always be the loser—for losing my dignity and virginity to a man that I'd never seen and met before.
I sighed deeply and stood straight despite his soft, intense touch and husky voice. "Do you always let a woman decide where to go?"
I've been wondering if he was truly a gentleman in his past relationships. Even though I don't consider myself in a romantic relationship, I knew my limitations and man's genuine actions.
Lisandro stayed silent and leaned his chest on my shoulder. He acted strange again, but I didn't have any right to complain about it. Even what made me feel small and underestimated by my expectations.
It was honestly a naïve question, giving my heart unbearable pain and heartache. "O-of course you don't have to answer that question! I m-mu-must know my place, like… like what was written on the contract!"
My hands shook when it caught off my guard. Before I signed the contract, I told myself that I would never dig up about his private life.
But why I couldn't control myself every time he treated me that way? Why I couldn't swallow my pride and ego the moment I surrendered myself to a well-known CEO in the country?
Millions of questions flashed into my mind, but the more I tried my best to know the answers, the more it turned vague and hard to chase.
Heavily, I took a deep, long breath and stared at somewhere distant. I knew he was one of my biggest weaknesses, but I should stop loving him in secrecy.
Suddenly, Lisandro wrapped his arms around my waist. He seemed sweet and gentleman like a few protagonists in a romance series that I've been watching for three executive months.
"W-what are you doing, M- Mr. R-Realm?" I asked him as I felt a little bit uneasy and nervous at the same time.
Provoking him to be serious was not my intention at all. I wondered if he has been doing the same thing towards other women he slept with before.
"No, I never let them decide. Not even once, Andy," he replied.
I was honestly stunned the moment I heard the truth come from his mouth. Even I didn't look upon his beautiful golden-brown eyes, it felt genuine and candid that assured me enough to believe in him.
A sweet, strange smile flaunted on my face. I wanted to hide it from a mysterious man, but he was too persistent, forced me to turn my back, and laid my eyes on him.
"You are gorgeous with your new set of uniforms, unlike last week when we met for the first time." Lisandro talked to me softly and the only thing I could do was to stare at his perfect, flawless face. "So, where do you want to go later with me?"
This time, his hands trailed off from my waist down to my thighs. He liked doing it when we were alone and I didn't want him to stop either.
I never had a serious, romantic relationship with someone before. That was perhaps the reason why I am longing for a warm touch and unconditional love that is impossible to happen in my life.
While I was thinking about the ideal man that I've been praying for, abruptly I heard myself moaning loudly. He made a small circle on my abdomen—awakening a wild soul.
I closed my eyes; wrapped my arms around his neck, "Ugh, you're driving me insane, L-Li-Lisandro!"
He gasped, pulled me closer to his chest until I found myself half-naked and tried to catch my breath.
"Scream my name and tell me… tell me what do you want me to do?"
Listening to his deep, husky voice made me a wild woman who was addicted to temporary pleasure. He excitingly caressed my chest and waited for a warm, wild answer.
At the end of an intense conversation, Lisandro quickly took off my upper garment that showed off my rosy chest—my naked soul. And for the nth time, I let the alpha own me like I was only a cheap piece of blanket.