Chapter 2 One Night Stand

California, America.

"HEY, YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME-"

A woman's loud scream broke the attention of the surroundings, including Keano. The man's face looked up, glanced around for the source of the voice, then found a crowded scene near the bar counter. A woman was standing slightly staggered, pointing at the rather fat man in front of her.

"Are you crazy?! What's wrong with you?!"

For some reason, Keano felt intrigued by the crowd scene. He quickly put the tablet into his bag, then got up from the chair. His gaze did not leave the crowd near the bar counter. A shred of curiosity managed to move Keano's feet to walk closer to the location of the crowd.

"Hey! You have to take responsibility! You... ruined me! You crazy man!"

Keano was already standing behind the four patrons who were whispering to each other, watching the screaming woman with a strange look. The woman's position was with her back to Keano. Out of curiosity, Keano finally walked sideways to get a better look.

"Are you challenging me on purpose?! I just bumped into you a little, and now you're so angry?!"

"Yes! I'm angry with you! Why?! You're nothing more than a coward who plays with women!"

Keano was surprised to see the woman who was yelling while pointing at the fat man. The woman's face looked exactly like the woman he had met in the airport lounge-the woman he had given a handkerchief to for crying.

Keano was about to turn around because he felt that their argument was unnecessary. But his steps were stopped after hearing a slapping sound.

Keano turned his head back, and widened his eyes. The woman had slapped the fat man in front of her!

"She really is a crazy woman!"

Just as the fat man was about to attack, several bartenders rushed over to them. It took the help of other patrons to restrain the fat man from attacking the woman. Meanwhile, the woman was shouting defiantly while pointing fearlessly.

Keano immediately rolled his eyes in annoyance while letting out a short sigh.

Without further ado, Keano slipped in amongst the onlookers. He stepped closer to the woman who was still struggling to break free from the two bartenders holding her. I don't know what moved Keano to take her hand away from the two bartenders, making her stagger backwards. But Keano immediately grabbed her body.

"I know her," Keano said to the male bartender as he looked at her suspiciously, then his gaze shifted to the woman. "You... come with me."

"Hey! Who are you?! My business with that woman isn't done yet!"

Keano turned his head towards the fat man who was looking at him very sharply. Unwilling to stall for time, Keano wrapped her arms around his neck, then lifted her body to be carried out of the crowd. The woman's body was too weak to resist.

Even as Keano carried the woman through the deserted hallway, the woman repeatedly growled. Keano vaguely heard what she was saying.

"Jerry... bastard."

Keano's eyebrows raised in astonishment. The woman's voice was not very clear, but he could still hear. But he didn't really care. When he met a waiter, he walked straight to the VVIP room. He didn't need to register with the receptionist because he was already a VVIP guest at this club. Besides, the situation was very urgent now.

Now Keano's steps had arrived at the VVIP room. After the maid opened the door, Keano entered and laid her body on the long black sofa. There were only two of them in this large room. At first Keano wanted to straighten up, but the cell phone lying on her stomach suddenly lit up.

The screen displayed a pop up notification of messages and phone calls that were not picked up.

Fifteen messages coming from the contact name 'Bastard Man' and ten missed phone calls.

One of the messages on the phone screen was read by Keano.

[Nora, please answer my phone call. I'll explain to you]

A sarcastic laugh came from Keano.

"You're fighting with your girlfriend apparently," Keano muttered. No wonder this woman was crying at the London airport a few hours ago.

Keano put the cell phone into the bag of the woman named Nora. After sighing heavily, Keano slowly straightened up. The phone rang from his shirt pocket, jolting Keano. He was about to take the phone out of his shirt pocket, but something felt off.

The hem of his lower shirt was moving and tugging. Keano glanced down at the right side of his body and saw Nora's hand, which was lying there, gripping the hem of his shirt.

"What the hell?" asked Keano, turning around to look at Nora.

"You... don't go," Nora's voice said softly amidst her drunken lethargy. She looked at Keano with her eyes wide. "You have to... take responsibility."

Keano's brows furrowed. It seemed like the woman with the name Nora was in a semi-conscious state when she said those words. He let go of Nora's hand from the hem of his shirt, but Nora moved to grab his wrist. Keano's whole body instantly stiffened in place for a few moments.

"Jerry..."

The name was exactly like the name on the notification.

"You have to take responsibility!" Nora suddenly said in a high tone. I don't know what made her so emotional that she shed tears. "You can't just cheat on me!"

Keano tilted his head, looking at Nora in astonishment. Then he leaned down and came closer to Nora's ear.

At that moment Keano whispered, "Sorry, Miss. I'm Keano, not Jerry."

Keano deliberately let go of Nora's hand. At the same time, Nora suddenly got up from her supine position. Nora grabbed Keano's wrist and pulled his body closer.

The sudden movement made Keano unable to maintain his balance, turned around, and fell right on top of Nora's body. Fortunately, both of Keano's hands spontaneously extended to the sides of Nora's face.

"You have to take responsibility... you can't treat me like this." Nora's voice was full of sadness right in front of Keano's face.

The facial distance between the two of them was only an inch. In this close position, Keano could see the gleam in Nora's eyes more clearly. Only then did he realize that there was pain radiating from Nora's eyes. There was great hope, but a tinge of anger dominated. The look in Nora's eyes seemed to anesthetize Keano until he couldn't move at all.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Keano, softly whispering. "What did you do to me?"

Nora was silent for a while. For some reason Keano seemed to feel her pain. He was sure this was the woman he had met at the airport.

Without warning, one of Nora's hands moved to Keano's nape. The touch of Nora's hand on Keano's skin immediately made the man's hair stand on end. Keano's gaze fell right into Nora's eyes who had been silent.

Nora slowly brought her face closer. While Keano watched Nora's eyes closed. Within seconds, Keano honestly already knew what was going to happen. But he couldn't resist at all. Nora's hand was already on the back of Keano's neck, pressing his head so he wouldn't resist.

And Keano really couldn't escape when their lips touched. Keano felt the chewiness of Nora's lips that began to slowly crush his lips. Keano's eyes were closed, welcoming Nora's licks, enjoying the rush in his chest.

One of Keano's hands moved to Nora's side jaw as their lovemaking intensified.

What is this? Why is this feeling good?

Their kiss lasted only a very short time. Keano felt disappointed when Nora hurriedly moved her face away from him, looking at him very sharply.

"You have to pay for what you did, Jerry," Nora said. "Don't think I can't make you fall in love with me."

Keano paused, then raised the corners of his lips in a lopsided smile. If Nora asked him to play a game, then Keano would play along. Keano then wiped the thin strand of hair on Nora's temple. After all, they wouldn't meet again in the end, right?

"Do it as you want, Baby."

That night, out of both of their consciousnesses, they did something they had never imagined before. Suddenly, all the problems in their heads just overflowed. They enjoyed this night with a flurry of passion.

Unknowingly, someone had been following Keano and a hidden camera was recording their lovemaking.