C5 A Wild Night

We spent a hot, crazy night together.

When I woke up the next morning, my entire body was sore and my bones were almost falling apart.

“What a terrifying man! He was simply a beast!” I secretly cursed Michael, the man who did this to me last night.

I sat up to have a closer check at my body —my chest was covered with kiss marks, and my arms with bruises. I was annoyed. Why did Michael have to make love so hard to me? What was he trying to prove?

"Are you satisfied? Now do you still think that I don’t have ‘balls’?"

A sexy, deep voice sounded right next to me. I suddenly turned around and found Michael staring at me with a gloomy face.

I panicked and quickly wrapped myself in the blanket. Even though I was the one who wanted to have sex with him last night, it was still awkward when a stranger stared at my naked body like that, especially when I was sober at the moment.

"Now you are playing hard-to-get? If memory serves, you were just like a fireball in bed last night."

Michael got up and looked down on me, his tone full of disdain and condescension, making me feel degraded as if I was truly a cheap whore.

With anger flaming in my heart, I took off the blanket, picked up the clothes on the floor, and elegantly put them on in front of him.

"You’re quite skillful. Not bad. I'm very satisfied."

I cast a frivolous glance at Michael's crotch on purpose.

His face instantly darkened. Obviously, he was angered.

"How dare you! Tell you what, I’ve never met any woman as shameless as you…"

But then his gaze landed on the bed and he suddenly paused. Following his gaze, I also saw it — the bloodstain on the sheet, dazzling as a flame, tearing my heart. That was the symbol of my virginity.

For the past seven years with Anatol, I had always insisted to save my most precious first time for our big wedding night, but my beautiful fantasy collapsed when I found out about his affairs the night before our wedding.

And now I was no good myself, casually giving my first time to a man I barely knew.

"Was this… your first time?"

Michael shifted his gaze back to my face. He had a complicated look.

"So what if it is? Does it matter? Do you have a virginity complex or something?"

I retorted mockingly.

Seemingly offended by my attitude, Michael frowned.

"What do you want? Money? Go ahead and name it."

After a while, he spoke again. His tone was as cold as before.

"What do you mean? Do I look like the kind of woman who would ask you for money after a one-night stand?"

I felt insulted and glared at Michael. Last night, I just wanted to get revenge for Anatol's cheating. That was it.

"We are simply two adults who have needs. We don’t owe each other anything, and I don't want your money. After we step out of this hotel room, we will forget about last night and part ways."

After saying that, I didn't want to spend one more minute with this man, so I quickly left the hotel.

I went to my good friend Priya's house. She pulled me into the room.

"Anna, where the hell have you been? You didn't come back last night and you didn’t answer your phone. Do you know how worried I was? Tell me everything! Were you with Anatol..."