Chapter 2 What's Your Advantages

The alarm bell chimed leisurely.

An automated female voice came through the darkness. "It is eight o'clock in the evening."

Nightlife in the bustling C city had just begun.

However, the room in which Sharon was standing was immersed in silence.

If she hadn't been breathing, she would have thought that time had frozen at this moment.

When he made no answer for a long time, Sharon was relieved instead of being disappointed.

"Sorry, I..." she started apologizing but the pleasantly deep voice interrupted her. He asked impishly, "I'm very curious. Why were you escaping from those people just now?"

Perhaps it was because of the darkness in the room, the interaction between them grew intense. Even her heartbeat was rapid and unstable.

"Uh..." Sharon fumbled, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Should she come clean and tell him that she hurt someone to save herself, and now he was coming to get his revenge?

'No, if I tell the truth, this man will run fast in the opposite direction.'

After weighing the pros and cons, she said softly, "He, um, they hit me."

Her cheek was still stinging from the slap.

So it wasn't a complete lie.

"Aren't you afraid that I will do the same to you?"

"I don't think you are such a bad person."

"You are a good talker!" Then the man looked at her meaningfully and asked, "So, what advantages can you offer me?"

Advantages? 'Is the competition that fierce? There must be lots of women waiting to be chosen by him.' However, she could think of only one advantage she had.

How the night played out depended on it.

She then stood on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear.

Sharon didn't hear his reply, but suddenly a big hand was splayed across her waist. The answer was obvious.

She didn't remember the sequence of events that followed afterward because her mind had no time to register it all.

She heard his phone ringing in a daze but he didn't answer it.

The phone rang intermittently for a long time, and finally became silent.

Maybe the caller finally gave up or maybe the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically.

She felt a little sorry for the person on the other end of the line. After all, she had blocked that person's opportunity for making big money. She was a little embarrassed of herself.

Later, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

When she stirred, she felt someone's arms around her. She felt warm and cozy.

The first rays of the sun lit up the sky, shrouding the room in a jasmine-colored aura.

The first thing Sharon saw upon waking up was the sturdy, bronze chest of a man. He had a perfect physique and healthy, glowing skin.

She was so shocked that she froze.

At long last, she recalled what happened last night. Her face was flushed.

'Oh, God!' she thought, covering her face with her hands.

She looked up and saw that the handsome man's face had a serene look.

He had a straight nose and thick eyebrows, revealing his unruly and wild side.

And she was cocooned in his arms, completely naked. They were entwined in each other's arms, painting an intimate scene. Sharon was shocked by her thoughts. Then she carefully disentangled herself out of his arms.

Finally, she leaned over and pressed a kiss on his sexy lips. The kiss was soft and tender, not as wild as last night.

Then Sharon put on her clothes quickly before he woke up.

When she stepped into the bathroom, she gazed at herself in the mirror. The swelling from the slap she received yesterday had subsided, revealing her flawless skin.

She replayed the scene of him tenderly applying the medicine on her face with his slender hand.

The memory brought a smile to her face.

Before leaving, she looked back at the man on the bed one last time.

It was morning now and Cinderella was back to her original form!

When she touched the doorknob, a sleepy, playful voice came from behind.

"You don't want to look at me for even one more second?"

Startled, Sharon turned around and stared into his deep, dark eyes. Her heart skipped a beat, and she clutched her bag tightly.

She was feeling restless. Originally, she wanted to leave the room before he woke up to avoid facing him.

However, she didn't know that he had already woken up a long time ago, even earlier than her.

He stuck out his long legs, got out of bed, and strolled towards her. She took a few steps back until her body pressed against the back of the door. There was no place to retreat further.

Suddenly, his big hand caressed her chin and slowly raised it. He smiled naughtily, "Why are you so scared?"

Sharon simply shook her head in response, unable to utter a word.

"Stay and have breakfast with me."

"I... I have something to do!" she said in a panic.

His eyes flashed and he stared at her beautiful face. "Don't tell me you're rejecting me," he said bemusedly.

Her face had turned crimson by now. His proximity was making her skin burning. Looking at her sheepish expression, he could not help chuckling and raised his eyebrows.

She stared at the hunk in front of her in astonishment.

Although she knew nothing about him, she had a vague idea of his extraordinary background from his words and deeds last night.

How could a man of such outstanding appearances and impressive family have no woman?

He seemed like someone who commanded the respect and adoration of posh, beautiful women across the city.

How could a man like him choose someone as ordinary as her to be his woman? It must be a joke!

With a wry smile, she made a weak excuse. "It's getting late. I really have to go."

He finally accepted her refusal and stopped forcing her. He let go of her chin with a cold aloofness on his handsome face.

'I knew he would be like this!' Sharon told herself mentally.

"Tell me your name!" he demanded.

Sharon was a little stunned. She didn't know that he would bother to learn her name. She replied, "Sharon."

"Sharon?"

She nodded and smiled sweetly.

The man continued, "If you have any problems next time, you can come to me."

'Next time?' His words echoed in her mind. Would it happen again? Her answer was, never.

"I'll leave it to fate," Sharon mumbled as if she was talking to herself.

Then she opened the door and left quietly.

Sharon stopped and turned around to look at the closed door. She couldn't help wondering whether a mysterious thing such as fate would bring them together again.