Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled beams across the room and creating a soft, hazy glow.
Allison slowly woke up, feeling a soft sensation brushing against her nose. She instinctively thought it was a familiar feeling, but as her consciousness gradually cleared, she realized this sensation was far beyond her memories.
She opened her eyes to find herself being tightly embraced by a stranger. The man's body was strong and powerful, with well-defined muscles and a sculpted build of broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His arms wrapped around her like solid armor, holding her securely. His broad, warm chest pressed against her back, creating an indescribable pressure.
His lips lightly brushed her lips, causing Allison's heart to race. Confusion and panic surged within her. Her cheeks felt the warmth of his breath, and she sensed a wave of unease. The man's features were deep and stern, with a chiseled jawline and a prominent nose standing out sharply in the sunlight. His eyes were as deep as a well, reflecting a hint of subtle tenderness.
Allison struggled to recall the events of the previous night. She remembered the man she had flirted with at the bar, his lips carrying a faint smile and his kiss being both gentle and infused with an indescribable force. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she could feel every detail of the man's body stimulating her senses.
Allison quickly wrapped herself in the blanket and walked toward the bathroom. Her mood was chaotic and heavy as she tried to piece together the memories of the previous night. In the bathroom, her reflection looked pale and exhausted in the mirror, with bruises scattered over her body, clearly marks of the previous night's passion. She stood under the shower, letting the hot water flow like tears, hoping to wash away the confusion and pain of the previous night.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe. The man was still sitting on the bed, his legs spread, displaying his solid muscles and strong physique. He had his hands propped up on the bed, exuding a sense of strength. His naked body, with muscles sculpted like a statue, showcased an unparalleled male charm with every movement. Allison's heart raced, and her cheeks reddened slightly, but she struggled to remain calm.
"You should get dressed first," she said, trying to keep her tone steady and to extricate herself from the awkward situation. However, the man seemed to sense her shift in emotions, and a gentle light flickered in his eyes. He stood up, quickly walked toward her, and suddenly tore open her bathrobe.
His actions caused Allison's heart to race rapidly. She pushed him away in panic, exclaiming, "What are you doing?!" A hint of guilt flashed in the man's eyes as he slowly released his grip, lowering his head with a look of confusion, like a child caught doing something wrong. Allison's inner turmoil was heightened by this sudden conflict, her face showing confusion and struggle.
The air was thick with awkwardness and complex emotions as Allison's mind was filled with questions. She realized that the events of the previous night were far beyond her expectations, and this stranger and the unexpected encounter had pushed her life into an unknown direction.
She took a deep breath, trying to clear her thoughts and prepare for the challenges that lay ahead.