Warning NSFW content.
Queen smiled politely at anyone who stopped to exchange pleasantries. She was breathtaking.
Red was her colour, it just had to be red.
If she's getting her nails done, it has to be a red nail polish, her bow has to be red too.
She was putting on a red dress, and red heels.
Pearl jewellry adorned her neck, wrist and ears.
Currently, she was at an Exclusive High-Society Anniversary Gala. Anyone who was somebody was there, and she also got an invite.
She did a little bit of networking, before going for the food, as the fork in her hand came out of her mouth, her eyes twinkled.
The guy from the airport was there.
The Collins guy, gosh, he was one hell of an eye candy. So cold... And polite. For some reason she felt he was extremely polite for someone with a cold face.
The person who hosted the gala was the same person Collins was at the airport for.
Mr Moretti, he was a godfather to Collins.
This gala was like a damage control for the Anderson's reputation.
The Anderson's rivals were there, they didn't like Collins, he was like a solid shield for the Anderson. Sure, the Andersons weren't that simple; but those evidence? those evidence were total damage, they could drag these people to the ground, it was a clear K.O.
But this giant shield keeps on slowing all processes down, and doing damage control. Since he wanted to be a sacrificial lamb, he might as well act his role well.
They had something for him, since he can't mind his own business and cut ties with the Andersons.
San Yi Han (Collins) stood tall and imposing, handsome, and careful as always.
Queen's eyes followed him, she tossed a fruit into her mouth. "Main character energy I see" she whispered to herself with a slight smile.
Hours passed, San Yi Han(Collins) accepted a toast for his godfather, Mr Moretti doesn't drink.
He kept the glass with a smile and kept on talking.
He cleared his throat slightly, he has been talking for a while, maybe that's why his throat feels hot. Then his heart started racing, before he could come up with an excuse for his malfunctioning heart, his skin started to burn and his vision started to blur.
San Yi Han clenched his teeth, before he looses his mind, he decided to act fast.
No one had to tell him what was happening with him, this hall was packed with expensive looking smiling wolves, and he was one of them.
Everyone expects a scandal but doesn't want to be victims of a scandal.
He gave a polite smile and left the hall.
Queen's eyes narrowed.
She could have really pretended like she didn't see that slightly weird behaviour that Collins displayed seconds ago.
But because Queen had a problem; And its name was curiosity.
The kind that didn't just kill the cat but asked questions after the explosion.
So she followed, smiling and giving curt nods here and there.
Then she saw Collins slipped into a corridor.
That wasn't on the map, mmm..., Queen thought.
Ah VIP room I see.
It had a red shiny label "management only", for some reason the guards that were supposed to be there were missing. San Yi Han opened the door with a key card, not bothering to close it; He rushed to the bathroom and kept on splashing water on his face, his body still betrayed him, and he was losing control of his body and mind.
He looked around for a sharp object so he could pierce his skin, nothing came in sight, and the aphrodisiac? It was doing its job, infamous, fast and limited in the black market.
Queen's blonde head peeked through the door, she closed it behind her.
"Mr Collins??, hi, I'm the girl from last time, uhm the airport. Er... I promise I was not stalking you but you don't seem fine, are you okay?". Queen spoke a bit loudly because she didn't see anyone in this magnificent bedroom.
She felt a cool air behind her, water dropped to the floor.
"You talk too much".
Were the four words Queen heard from San Yi Han before landing on the bed.
It was so fast, how her feet left the ground and she landed on the bed, her brain hadn't registered it before someone who looked like Collins loomed over her. His eyes were dark, filled with an intense hunger.
Saving the day wasn't part of Queen's plan, it also wasn't a bad plan; but if saving the day was this way?? Hell no! She didn't want to be a heroine then.
San Yi Han 'tsked' as the dress on her body won't come off. Queen struggled against him, she slapped him hard, scratched his body, and dragged his hair, yelling words like "let go of me".
San Yi Han's eyes narrowed, he pinned her hands above her head and ripped off her dress; he used his mouth to muffle the cry that left her lips.
She smelt like heaven. She was intoxicating, and He was intoxicated.
Soft, warm, sweet, were the words ringing in his head...