"Oh my gosh, that was great." That was the only thing that came to her mind when Enzo broke the kiss. She couldn't take her eyes away from Enzo. She was speechless. Then, she came to her senses.

"We... we just met," she said, looking at Enzo.

"So? You don't kiss a guy on the first date?" Enzo asked, hiding his excitement. He never thought he would feel like this ever again.

"Not really," Hazel said.

Enzo said nothing but smirked. Hazel felt a little offended by his smirk. They had just shared a romantic moment, and he was smirking instead of answering her. Really? What was with him?

"Do you want to drink something?" Enzo asked, showing the bar.

"Well, I actually don't drink. It doesn't work for me. I feel really bad even after a few sips," Hazel said, telling the truth. Enzo's face changed.

"Okay then, I'll get you a fruit juice then," Enzo said and went to the bar. Hazel sat on a wooden bench. The sky was getting darker, and her fear had faded after talking with him a bit.

'Oh, what if he puts something in my drink?' A sudden thought came to her mind, and she ran toward Enzo so he couldn't put anything in her drink while she was watching. Fortunately, she caught him before he ordered anything.

"Did you change your mind?" Enzo asked.

"No, I just like to see the bar," Hazel said. While the bartender prepared the drinks, she pretended to talk with her friend on the phone, keeping an eye on her drink.

"Hey Dona. Yes, I came to the Crown Monarch Hotel. We're in the outside bar. Yes, I met him. He ordered me some juice. Okay, bye. I'll call you later." Then, she acted like she hung up.

"Sorry about that. My friends are excited to know about the date," Hazel said to Enzo, letting him know that her friends knew she was there.

"Okay," he said, drinking his drink. Hazel could smell the alcohol. She didn't like that he was drinking on their first date.

'Looks like this is not going to work,' she thought. 'But he looks handsome.'

"So, let's go to my room then," Enzo said after finishing his drink, and Hazel's eyes widened hearing it.

"What? Why?" she asked.

"What do you mean why? To have some fun," Enzo said, like it wasn't a big deal.

"Are you talking about sex?" Hazel asked directly.

"You think it's not fun?" Enzo asked.

"I don't think it's fun with a stranger," Hazel said, and Enzo didn't look happy with that answer.

"Oh, don't tell me you've never done that before. Why so proud?" Enzo asked, shocked. No one had ever told him no before, and this was the first time someone did. He wasn't ready for this moment. His pride was damaged.

"You know what, Enzo? I don't think we're a match. But thanks for inviting me. Thanks for the juice and the kiss. But this is not working. What you're asking is actually ridiculous. We're not even girlfriend and boyfriend, so it's a no from me. I have to leave. Bye! Sorry to disappoint you," Hazel said and turned to leave. As she did, her leg tangled in something, and she fell to the ground, face-first.

'Shit,' she thought to herself. 'How embarrassing,' she thought, trying to get up. Just then, she felt strong arms hold her and help her stand. He lifted her effortlessly, like she weighed nothing. Hazel felt her heart race when her body touched his warm chest. She almost felt the urge to kiss him again, but then she snapped back to her senses.

'This guy is dangerous,' Hazel thought, because she was already attracted to him so badly.

"Thanks!" Hazel said awkwardly, moving away from Enzo. There was mud on her white dress, but she pretended like she didn't care.

"Well, good night then," she said and left. She felt like he was watching her. She turned her head back, and yes, he was staring at her with those soul-sucking eyes.