"Will I go to hell if I lose my virginity before marriage?"
The loud and lively music in the nightclub already returned and everyone in the establishment got into their party mood. But somehow, the music sounded a lot more distant when Fil heard that question.
[Will I go to hell if I lose my virginity before marriage?]
Was that the first question that flew out of her mouth after meeting Jackson in the past?
Her already calmed heart thudded against her chest once more as her pupils widened. Slowly, Fil turned around, facing him squarely this time.
Jackson was still leaning languidly against the wall, hands in his pockets. His eyes shone as he assessed her from head to toe before his thin lips curled up a bit. He looked devious and equally stunning without even trying. One would think he was aware of that and thus, he was confident. Or perhaps he was unaware of it.
Either way, was that important right now?
