ALAS gasped and tried to push her away, but the woman pulled him back again. She kissed him with so much passion, tenderness, and care. It was filled with love and longing. His knees felt weak, and he couldn't understand what was happening to him.
He cursed silently in his mind. He had been with countless drunk women before, and they had kissed him, but his body never reacted like this. Why was it different with this stranger? He wanted her so badly.
He could no longer hold back his arousal; he felt his body responding intensely. "Please, stop. I don't want this to happen. I don't even know you!" he protested again, trying desperately to control his overwhelming desire for this woman.
He was doing everything he could to fight his feelings. She was the one putting him in this impossible situation. God, he didn't want to give in to what she was doing.
"Shhh. Don't worry, Janus. I won't sue you after. I will set you free after this. I promise," she said flirtatiously.
Didn't she realize it wasn't right for her to be the one initiating everything? She must be crazy from all the alcohol, that was why she was saying nonsense.
He gasped sharply as her hands roamed over his body. She caressed him down until her hand reached his manhood. She touched him, and though he tried to stop her, she teased, "Why? Are you afraid?" She smiled mischievously. She was still heavily intoxicated, her vision blurred, and she had no idea who she was really with.
He wasn't Janus. He was another man entirely. She was insane to mistake him for her ex-boyfriend. He cursed again in his mind.
"Are you gay, Janus?"
Hearing that insulted him, even though he knew she wasn't talking to him. He felt disgusted.
"F*ck this woman, she is really testing my patience," he muttered. "O…okay, you said you won't sue me after? Can you really promise me that?" he found himself asking. Judging by the reaction of his body, he could no longer stop the desire to kiss and be with this woman who wanted him so much.
She smiled sweetly. "Sure. Just for one night, Janus."
She started kissing him again, and this time, he got carried away. He responded to her kisses, and the moment became intense. He heard her moans, and he didn't care anymore what name she called out as she writhed beneath him. He was completely turned on.
Alas began to move over her, kissing her lips, then trailing down to her breasts and body. She felt immense joy and sensation—electric sparks shooting through her with every wet, sweet kiss.
The woman became even more aggressive. He didn't know where she got her strength, while he felt like he was just drifting along with her rhythm. She frantically reached for his zipper and freed his hardened length. She stroked it slowly, drawing a deep moan from him. The sound was sexy, and it only aroused her more. She liked it so much that her mind went blank. All she could think about was lust. A good time with Janus—she missed him, she desired him so much, and in her mind, she wasn't going to let this chance slip away. Little did she know, it wasn't Janus beside her, but a complete stranger.
As pleasure consumed him, he slowly slipped his hand inside her panties and played with her wetness using his soft fingers. She trembled in delight, letting out loud moans. She lost all sense of control, feeling only the intense pleasure his fingers were giving her.
"Like it, sweetie?" he asked in a raspy voice, looking at the woman who was going crazy with desire.
"Oh, f*ck! Yes!" she whimpered. Her mind was clouded with lust. Her breathing became short and ragged. She was reaching her peak.
She groaned, her eyes snapping open when he removed his fingers.
"Yes!" she gasped as she felt his hard length rubbing against her wet entrance.
"Want it, baby?" he asked with a smirk, looking at her closing her eyes in anticipation.
"Yes! I want it so bad. Now!" she cried out in pure pleasure. "But please, take it slowly," she pleaded.
He rubbed his arousal against her once more. And following her command, he obeyed.
"Oh f*ck! She's a virgin!" he uttered in shock as he slowly pushed in, moving deeper and harder.
In that moment, Alas forgot about the consequences of this night with a woman he didn't even know. He had made a huge mistake. What if she came after him later and demanded he take responsibility?
"Oh, God! I made a mistake. I was so weak to let this happen." He cursed several times.
Later, he looked at the woman sleeping soundly beside him. He let out a heavy sigh before finally falling asleep next to her.
THE NEXT MORNING, he woke up with a throbbing headache. The woman was no longer beside him. The only thing left was the scent of her perfume lingering on his bed. He quickly got up to check if she was still outside his unit, but she was gone.
He went back to the bar where they met, hoping to find her, but she never returned. He wanted to apologize and was ready to take responsibility for what happened. He kept coming back for weeks, but he never saw her again. He asked the staff, but they didn't know who she was either.
He eventually gave up searching. Maybe she didn't intend to make a fuss about it. Besides, he was about to get busy again with the merging of his company and the Domingo Group for a housing project in Malaya. It was a community situated on ancestral land, and until now, they hadn't been able to convince the tribal leader to agree to their project.
"Lydia, when is my meeting with the Domingo representative?" he asked his secretary.
"Later, around 4 PM, Sir."
"Okay. Did my father call earlier?"
"Yes, Sir. He said he wants to talk to you."
He just smiled and turned his attention to the pile of documents on his desk. He was very hands-on when it came to managing the company. He checked everything one by one; he didn't want to make mistakes or give anyone a reason to criticize him. As the new CEO, he was under close scrutiny by the Board of Directors.
"Lydia, please tell Mr. Ignacio we'll meet at the restaurant instead. I have somewhere to go after the meeting."
"Copy, Sir. You really are such a workaholic. You should take it easy, Sir. You need to give yourself some time off. Hmm, you also need someone who can make you happy all the time."
"You mean, I need to have a girlfriend?" He stopped talking for a moment and smiled, as if remembering something.
"Yes, Sir. You need to find that special someone. You already have a great career; the only thing missing is someone to love you. You know, it's more inspiring to work when you're in love."
"Really? Do you think I'm not in love right now? Considering how much of a workaholic I am?"
"That's different. You're just busy because of so many projects, especially the merger with the Domingo company."
"I think I haven't found her yet. But if I do, you'll be the first to know, Lydia."
"Okay, Sir. I'll go back to my desk now and call Mr. Ignacio." He simply nodded in response.
From the drawer of his desk, he took out an old photograph. It was worn out, but the memories were still fresh in his mind. If he could wish for anything right now, it would be to see again the woman he had loved deeply since a long time ago.