My eyes shot open because of the abrupt ache in my head. I groaned because as soon as I did that, the sunlight blinded my vision all of a sudden. The sudden reflex did nothing to ease my pain although it did intensify, much to my displeasure. Wincing I tried to hold myself together because of the pain surging through my brain.

After my eyes adjusted to the light, I shifted my body slightly to survey the surroundings that were quite foreign to me. It took me a while in my hazy state to figure out that I wasn't in my home or any place familiar to me.

'This isn't my home. Where am I?' I thought to myself, closing my eyes and trying very hard to recollect the events of yesterday night. I panicked when I was unable to remember anything but a nightclub named, "Shimmers Night". That was when something else flashed behind my closed eyelids. A pair of shockingly amazing hazel eyes that were staring directly into my soul. Opening my eyes, I shook my head to get rid of the unnecessary details that were popping in my head. My mind was conjuring up images of everything else but what had actually happened yesterday.

I felt a sudden jolt of pain in my lower abdomen that caught me off guard and I whimpered in pain again. Shifting a little, I found a red tint on the white bedsheet where I was sitting. My breath hitched while my vision was getting blurry. I couldn't fathom the fact that I'd lost my v-card to a complete stranger. I closed my eyes again to remember anything that could put my mind at ease. Something that could answer my burning questions. My insides were screaming for answers so bad but grunted in annoyance when I couldn't remember anything.

"God." I put my head in my hands. "Why is my body in so much pain? What happened yesterday? What did I do and mainly... who brought me here? Did I sleep with a stranger? No-no-no, this can't be," I grumbled to myself. Not liking my own questions, I tried to get out of the tiny bed I was sitting on because it was so uncomfortable. After struggling for a few minutes because it hurt everywhere, I planted my bare feet on the ground and instantly felt a chill go throughout my body with immense pain in my abdomen.

I glanced in the mirror to check myself. However, a gasp escaped my lips after looking at my attire. I was wearing only a male shirt that reached up to my mid-thighs that hardly covered my ass. Peeking inside the shirt, I found that I was wearing nothing.

"Of course," I muttered sarcastically and facepalmed, clearly irritated by the fact that I was not in charge of the current situation. I have never been uncertain about anything in my life ever since I took over the company. But today I felt helpless.

Instinctively, I sniffed the shirt that was oozing a masculine smell combined with a dull detergent fragrance. 'Oh, my God, wait! Shit! I didn't just do that, did I?' I cringed at my behaviour. Not only that but thinking about the worst-case scenarios that I was yet to discover about yesterday night were frustrating me.

'What the hell did I do yesterday? And whose shirt am I wearing again?' Panicking again, I scanned the entire room which was really cramped and dirty. There were small, noticeable cracks on the walls with no proper furniture other than a small drawer beside the bed. The walls were bare and I couldn't even see a wall clock. The only thing that was neat and clean was the curtain on the single window above the bed.

"And my clothes are nowhere to be found. Great. Just great," I announced through gritted teeth. I really needed to get out of this place. What if the person who brought me here could use this as his advantage? I couldn't let that happen. How could I be so careless? I groaned, running my hands on my face.

I desperately probed the tiny room in hopes of finding decent clothing to get out of here before the owner comes in to find me in my vulnerable state. That's when my eyes landed on a wardrobe at the far end of the room adjacent to the bedroom door.

"How did I not notice this before?" I asked out loud. Completely uncomfortable with my condition, I still wobbled my way toward it. I pulled the shirt down from its hem to cover my exposed body parts but ended up breaking a freaking button just a few inches above my chest. "Wow! Just wow! Could this day get any better?"

In the midst of it all, I hit a nearby basket with beer bottles in it. Fortunately, it didn't roll down, spilling all the bottles. I sighed, tightening the flimsy piece of cloth around my body and made my way toward the wardrobe.

Just when I was a step away from the wardrobe, the room's door creaked open. My eyes fell on that person's feet clad in flip-flops as he was entering the room. He halted where he was and I stared at his legs to not meet his eyes. I couldn't bring myself to look at him, not right now and not in this state. I could feel the blood rushing through my veins, making my cheeks, neck and ears go red in mortification.

After what felt like hours, I mustered up the courage to finally look at him while my hands were tightly hugging my body. My eyebrows shot up when I looked at his bare torso graced by the eight-pack abs, tanned skin and his wet hair sticking on his forehead, giving an idea that he'd just showered. He was holding a tray full of food while looking at my legs.

Feeling my stare on him, he suddenly lifted up his head and I was yet again mesmerized by his gorgeous, hazel brown eyes. However, I saw guilt swirling in them but it was just for a mere second which was soon replaced by a mischievous twinkle. His lips curled upwards into an adorable smile that I was undoubtedly going to wipe off his face today.

I backed away to give him some room, forgetting that I was only in his shirt, I hugged it around me to cover my important parts.

Walking inside the room, he placed the tray on the bed, not daring to lower his eyes below my face. As I glanced toward the messy bed, I saw a red dot on the sheets and cringed again instantly.

"I had actually thought to wake you up an hour or two ago but then I saw sleeping peacefully and didn't want to disturb you... so I made breakfast for you as it's pretty late already," he explained to me with nervous laughter in the end.

"W-what d-did we do yesterday? And-and why am I at your house? Who... are you?" I inquired, completely ignoring his words. I asked him the questions altogether, not beating around the bush. I was panicking and wishing that my doubts wouldn't be true.

"Um... you were drunk yesterday night and almost unconscious. Some idiots were attempting to, you know, entertain themselves while you were trying to break free. But... as you were heavily drunk, you were unable to fight them off. So I helped you and...." He trailed off, looking everywhere else but me.

'Damn it! There's more? No way!'

"Speak up!" I whispered quickly, barely able to hear myself.

Holding my gaze, he looked up into my eyes when they widened in realization. "You don't remember anything, do you?" He asked me in his husky voice.

I simply shook my head. I didn't see the reason to lie to him nor did I feel uneasy in his presence which bothered me a lot. Looking at him, I cleared my thoughts and raised an eyebrow when I saw him turning a deeper shade of red.

He lowered his head to hide his face. "Well, I had saved you and as I said, you were heavily drunk. You didn't have an ID or anything with you either. Not even a car key. So I thought that you work in that club and spend the nights with..." he stopped himself, unable to complete his sentence. I glared at him, clearly disturbed by his way of judging me but before I could argue, he continued, "I brought you home since I misjudged you being a worker over there. I agree that I was wrong but hey, you weren't even waking up and I couldn't just leave you there!" He defended himself, raising his arms in surrender. He seemed bothered by our proximity and the shirt I was wearing.

I took a step back to put some distance between us. "And you'd wanted me to sleep with you. I tried denying your offer but then it... just happened. After spending the night with you, I came to know that you were a virgin and it was your alcohol speaking. I... I am sorry," he apologized, lowering his head in shame and scratched the back of his neck.

I stood rooted on my spot like a statue as I was unable to deal with the truth that I was hearing from a complete stranger. I tried to recall everything he said and slowly I remembered all the events that had transpired yesterday.

It was as if his words triggered something inside my brain and I saw the flashes of what really happened.

***

I remember entering the club and watching the people practically dry humping in all the directions. My subconsciousness had screamed at me to not go in but I shut all my emotions and walked toward the bar. I could hear the bartender humming to the song blasting in the speakers as I took a seat on a stool.

I was confused seeing all the drinks on the shelf behind him. He'd asked me politely, "Hey! How may I serve your drink?" The disco lights were flashing on his face, a hint of boyish charm could be seen with the way he was blushing. Chuckling at his behaviour, I'd ordered him to make me one of the strongest drinks. I knew that I was letting the others overpower me yesterday and that I would regret it the next day. But I didn't care because I felt like I was dying from the insides. The only logical thing I thought was to drink and forget all my problems.

He placed a jug of an ocean coloured drink in front of me. Understanding my questioning gaze, he answered, "Best drink to forget all your worries for the night. Oh, and it's exactly the same colour as your eyes." He grinned.

I smiled at him, not bothering to continue the conversation. I took a big sip from the drink which was a really wrong move. The liquid burned my throat and I almost felt dizzy in just one sip. Shaking my head, I drank the whole drink.

With a slurry voice, I asked the guy to prepare me another drink. I heard him chuckle but he obliged. Before I knew it, I had lost the count of drinks I'd had. After drinking so much, my eyes watered and I could hardly see properly. Although, I did hear the voices close to my ears. "Hey, man! Look at this chick. She's got some nice tits. I'm gonna have her for myself. Tell Julie that's she's mine for tonight."

I couldn't even keep my eyes open because they felt so heavy. Someone had pinched me from behind and I couldn't find the strength to react.

I slapped a nearby person when someone grabbed my hand and muttered something in Italian maybe. I forcefully lifted my eyes, knowing very well that I was in deep trouble but saw a pair of hazel eyes staring back at me. Just when he lifted me up in his strong arms, I drifted off to sleep.

It was in the middle of the night when I'd woken up. I was lying on a bed when I suddenly felt like vomiting but before I could, the person led me toward a small room which I assumed was a washroom. It took me a lot of efforts to open my eyelids and throw up. He splashed a handful of cold water on my face that somewhat calmed down my nerves.

Lifting up my head, I saw a beautiful face gazing at me with concern. I don't know what summoned me to do it but I think all my senses were shut off. My gesture was kind of impulsive as I stood on my toes and kissed the guy on his plump lips. I couldn't control my desire and grabbed his shirt to pull him even closer. He'd protested at first but then gave up. The kiss turned heated and I wanted more. I could feel him hesitating but I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. This seemed to dwindle his reluctance as he took us toward the bed and muttered, "Fuck it." He'd devoured my entire body like there was no tomorrow until I drifted back to sleep.

***

I don't even know how to react. I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to get rid of everything but it was impossible. I couldn't find myself to look at him. He did try to protest but I was clearly not thinking and had practically asked for it. Wiping my tears, I decided to leave this place.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked him in a monotonous voice.

"Here," He mumbled, handing me my clothes. I didn't even notice that he had been holding them out for me up until now.

Taking my dress from him, I changed in my clothes and sprinted out of this place as fast as I could.

***

As soon as I was out in the open, I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my cheeks. I wobbled toward a tree and crouched down, hugging my body. I cried silently, thinking about all the horrible things that were happening to me.

After an hour or so of calming myself down, I straightened up and headed toward the Deer Town. I had things to do and mainly a business to take care of. I cannot be sad about something that has happened already. Taking a deep breath in, I put on my serious face because I have some important issues to deal with. And I'm not breaking down. Not anymore.

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