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Athena dreams collided when her boyfriend cheated on her. He chooses his best friend, Belinda—the girl who fakes her sickness just to get Mark’s attention. Thus, the latter forgets that he has a girlfriend. Belinda isn’t sick. She just pretending. She doesn’t have cancer. She just wanted to ruin their relationship. One day, Athena caught Mark and Belinda having intimate sex inside Mark’s condo. She was there to surprise her boyfriend—it was his birthday, anyway. But she was the one who was surprised.

Athena was about to grab another glass when Leira stopped her. “Enough! You’re already drunk,” she said.

“Chill… I’m not drunk—well, a little bit tipsy, though,” Athena replied, and grabbed another one and drink it at once.

“What the—Athena… I said enough!” Leira then grabbed her hands and look directly into her eyes. “Look, Athena, drinking isn’t the best way to ease the pain,” she said and put the strands of Athena’s hair at the back of her ears. “I rent a VIP room upstairs. We can’t make it home tonight. Go and take a shower then sleep. We’ll go home first thing tomorrow. I’m just going to talk to Camila. Do you understand?” she asked.

“No! I want to drink more.”

“Athena, please… listen to me. Your Dad will get mad when he finds out about this,” she said, pleading.

Athena raised a brow. “How old I am? I’m twenty-five,” she said as she drinks another glass. “Don’t worry, Dad will not get angry. She trusts me, besides, I’m already a full-grown woman—”

“Oh, C’mon,” Leira mumbled, frustratingly. “My point is, if your dad finds out what Mark did to you, you surely dead—”

“Fine! What room?” she asked, giving up.

“A-02,” Leira replied.

AS SHE enters the room, she unzipped her dress, took off her undergarments, and tossed it away. She then walked straight to the bathroom. She opened the shower and feel the coldness of the water flowing from it.

Her head hurt because of the alcoholic beverages she drank. But her heart hurt even more, as she remembers their break-up scene.

Maybe Mark cheated because she can’t give her purity to the guy. Though there were times that she thinks about giving it. Especially when Mark always blabbers it out every time, they had a date.

But it seems like she did the right decision.

Necking and petting increase the urgency of erotic feelings until sex may become a prominent part of their association together. But these feelings do not necessarily indicate genuine love.

Giving up your virginity is not a basis for giving genuine love. If a guy loves you, he is willing to wait until you are ready.

It’s been five days since their break up. She cried for two days, and the next following day, she hangs out with her friends and drank until she gets drunk. She also requested a one-week Leave from his father. And she’s not going straight to their mansion but rather chooses to stay in her condo.

She cursed under her breath when she can’t see any towel or robe inside the bathroom. “What kind of VIP room is this?” she mumbled.

Left with no choice, Athena walks out of the bathroom, naked. As she steps outside, the white towel above the small wooden table near the bathroom, easily caught her attention. And she was about to wrap it around her body when the door suddenly opened.

“Are you—” she stopped when she saw the physique of the person who just came in.

‘It’s a man.’

Athena gasped because she can’t see his face because the room was dim. Only the light from the lampshade beamed the room.

The stranger started to walk in her direction. He’s tall—it’s all she can tell. Because his position was against the light. The man's shadow covers her, towering over her, making her lift her head to meet his unclear face.

Suddenly, the man’s eyes went down to her exposed body—Damn! she whispered. She forgot to wrap the towel. Consciously, she then wrapped it to cover her nakedness.

The stranger chuckled. “Playing games, huh?” he asked.

Surprised, she gasped again and didn’t move. But the guy was fast and in just a millisecond, he grabs her waist and pulled her closer to him. He caresses her back and sniffed. “You smell heavenly, baby,” he whispered. She shivered. A bizarre feeling invaded her. His breath gives chills to her body.

Her mind shouts that she must push the guy away from her, but her body won’t cooperate.

The man started to move his hand down to her butt. She gasped, and her knees started to tremble. Desires started to build. Unfamiliarity evades. She just knows how to share a kiss and never gets far other than that.

‘Is this what every man wants?’

He gently squeezes her globe with his two hands, and even though the towel is on, she can feel the warmth from his palms.

Her fast-pounded feeling started to change into something she can barely explain. Her stomach started to tumble as her heart started to throb fast. She knew that it was not about the effect of the alcohol but the effect of the stranger.

The warmth slowly changed into desire. The towel fell leaving a soft thud on the floor. The man took off his shirt and tossed it somewhere. He then grabbed her waist. He lifts her and lays her slowly in bed. He positioned himself on her top.

Athena can’t even utter a word. It’s like she was drowned in it.

In a swift move, he pressed his lips into her—he started to kiss her as he rests his palms above her chest, cupping her left breast.

Athena groaned as the man deepened the kiss, savoring her mouth with his tongue. With too much intensity, she found herself sharing the same sensation back. It seems like they were both thirsty, and greedy for something.

She’s a virgin but she’s not that innocent. She watched porn and read some romance novels.

Desire started to evade her whole system.

She moaned as he harshly caressed her mound, and tweaked a tip between his fingers before sucking it. From her pink tips, his lips moved down, savoring every inch until he reached the part between her smooth thighs. She moaned as he lashed his tongue over the chasm of her center. He kept tasting her until she quaked. She almost cum.

The man stood up and took off his pants and underclothing. If Athena wants to, she can run away and end it. But her body won’t move. It seems like her body wants his touch and yearns for more. Her eyes widened when she saw how his cock stood, firm and proud.

The guy walks to the side of the bed, pulled the drawer, gets something in there, and he fits it on his shaft. He positioned himself again on her top. He kissed her with pleasure and she did the same. She can’t take it straight. She can’t focus. All she wanted by now, is to be taken by the stranger. Like she was ready for it.

Pain touches her face when he plunged, unguarded. Gosh, can’t he be gentle? said the corner of her mind.

“You’re a virgin?” the man asked, seeming surprised.

She bit her lower lip, trying to forget the searing pain, and she nodded. She was adjusting to his size when his soft lips landed on hers. Then he gently eased himself to her while stroking her sensitive bud.

The pain slowly turns into a sweet tingling sensation.

He then moves faster, scouring deeper and she began to meet his every move. She feels the pain but it's tolerable. She can’t let herself not memorize every feeling for the first time. The lust started to swim over her, the uncertain feeling started to build inside her. She’s coming.

“Ah!” they groaned together as he asserts one final thrust.

The man rolled over on the other side of the bed, harshly took off his condom, and tossed it on the trash bin beside the bed. He closes his eyes not worrying about how naked he was.

‘Will he not wipe his cock, or might take a quick shower? Is it tiring to ignore her after they, did it?’

“You’re doomed, Athena! You just gave in to a stranger,” she whispered. But as she replays what they did—it feels good.

She pulled some strands of her hair out of frustration. She heaved a deep sigh and pulled the comforter to cover her nudity. She grimaced when she felt a searing pain between her thighs. It’s her first and it’s painful but she seems to enjoy it. To erase her thoughts, she let the darkness evade her as she closes her eyes.