Magical Romance: My Heart Beats To Love Rhythms

Wendy Xiao walked up to the front desk of the luxurious hotel and got herself a room. Not long after she got her room card, a wave of nausea washed over her and she found herself stumbling into the elevator to get to the second floor trying to find her room.

She staggered across the corridor before finally stopping at Room 212. With bleary and bloodshot eyes, she glanced at the card in her hand.

'Yep, it's Room 212.'

Without thinking about it, she was about to swipe the card through the lock. However, as her other hand gripped the handle, she discovered that the door was not locked at all.

The drunk woman entered the room with the card in her hand. It was a luxurious presidential suite, and everything about the place was high-class.

Kicking her heels off her feet, she threw her card onto the soft beddings. She glanced at herself in the mirror only to wrinkle her nose at such a drunken sight. With her bloodshot eyes and disheveled hair, she obviously needed a bath.

She slowly unzipped her dress, letting the smooth fabric fall off her shoulders.

She tiptoed to the bathroom, wanting nothing more than to get rid of the stench of alcohol crowding her body.

Yawning, she stepped onto the tiled floorings and into the shower. The glass room card lay still on the large bed, with the numbers "213" imprinted on it.

Steam escaped from the corners of the bathroom as hot water continually streamed down her body. She sighed in relief, relishing the fresh and cool smell. The heat had done wonders to her body. It opened up all of her pores, softening her skin and making her appear even more delicate than she already was. After taking a shower, she grabbed a towel from the rack.

Her soft black hair fell to her shoulders, framing her oval face and soft eyes. It was obvious that she was a beauty. In fact, at this point, she could bring any man to their feet as long as she asked nicely. With a sigh, she lowered her gaze.

She had been so engrossed in drying herself

that she didn't hear anything happening outside the bathroom.

After an emergency meeting in the company, Jacob Situ wasted no time in hurrying back to the bar. He had thought that Wendy Xiao would still be drinking with her friends in the bar. Yet to his surprise, he was only met with dozens of unfamiliar people crowding around him when he arrived. The woman he was looking for wasn't there at all.

His chest heaved with disappointment. After all the rush and the panic just to get there, he failed to meet the woman who mesmerized him.

It seemed that she had already left. Tired and bored, he glanced at his watch, wondering what he should do next. Remembering the room he had booked at the hotel right next to the bar, he decided to head upstairs instead and take a well-deserved rest.

Upon entering the suite, he didn't notice there was anything wrong.

The lights were off in the suite. After a whole day worth of work, all he wanted was to collapse onto his bed and let the worries of tomorrow escape him.

As expected, the door to the suite wasn't locked. He remembered that he didn't lock the door when he left. With a sigh, he took off his clothes and lay down on the warm and comfortable bed. The thick quilt wrapped around his body, as if welcoming him back home. He relaxed under the sheets as he stared up at the ceiling. No wonder the suite was around ten thousand a night. Even the quilt gave off an attractive scent.

He turned over and squeezed his eyes closed. Tomorrow morning, he'd continue his search for Wendy Xiao, but for tonight, the moon was already calling him in.

His whole body was buried under the thick quilt, including his head. From afar, no one could see that such a handsome man was lying under the covers.

In a few seconds, he had already fallen asleep.

After drying herself, Wendy Xiao walked out of the bathroom, as naked as she had been born. Being a neat freak, she always preferred to sleep naked. Besides, who could assure her if the bathrobes here were clean.

Without thinking about it too much, she stepped towards her bed.

She didn't notice anything different in the room. In fact, it was just as she had left it. Yawning, she could feel her entire body threatening to collapse. At this time, all she could have ever wanted was a good night rest.

However, as soon as her back touched the quilt, she felt something strange. It seemed that the cushions had already sunk from the other side of the bed. Yet, it was barely noticeable. Besides, the bed was so large that she could roll around it for years to come.

Another wave of nausea shattered upon her and she readily snuggled under the covers.

The bed was definitely softer than she had imagined. It was so soft and smooth that a part of her thought that she was sleeping on clouds.

It felt like a dream. After a while, she found herself drifting into the darkness. She had gradually fallen asleep.

Perhaps Jacob Situ realized that there was something different around him while sleeping.

He felt a strong wave of attraction from the other side of the bed. He turned around in his sleep and came face to face with the one and only Wendy Xiao.

He felt something beside him, but none of them opened their eyes. Naked, she snuggled closer to the approaching warmth and wrapped her arm around him as if he was some type of pillow. At the sudden touch of soft fingertips, his chest warmed. He slowly opened his eyes.

Now, it definitely felt like a dream. Wendy Xiao, the woman he had been looking for, was lying beside him with her eyes closed. Like a fairy, she simply lay there with her thin arm wrapped around him.

He held his breath.

"How is this even possible?" He rubbed his eyes over and over again, wondering himself if this had all been a dream he would sooner wake up from.

The woman beside him seemed to have realized something, or perhaps it was just a natural reaction that had gone up to her during her sleep. With a small sigh, she turned her back to him naturally. At the sight of her milky skin, a surge of hot blood coursed through his veins.

Ruled by the sudden urge, he reached out and pressed against her. A groan slipped out of his lips.

"Is it you? Is it really you?" Wendy Xiao looked like a porcelain doll with her long eyelashes and small lips. Her face was still a bit flushed from the amounts of alcohol she had drunk back in the bar.

He found himself obsessed in an instant.

"You brought this all to yourself." It was as if the entire world had stopped before him as he found himself growing even more enamored by the beauty right beside him.

It seemed that God had truly blessed him with such a sight.

Yet a part of him still didn't understand why she was here in the first place. He bent over and kissed her fully on the lips. As soon as their lips touched, a wave of electricity rushed through his entire system.

The familiarity of the feeling woke him up. His insides danced from the warm feeling as his entire body felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through him.

He was so attracted to the small being below him that he couldn't help but want more.

Thrilled by the touch, he leaned in for another kiss. He peppered her with kisses all over her earlobes, her face, and even her long eyelashes.

Although she was drunk and fast asleep, Wendy could still feel someone's lips caressing her skin. However, she was so overwhelmed by the amounts of alcohol she had drunk that she was in no shape or form to describe the feeling that had rushed through her. As she lay in the comfortable bed, she could feel herself leaning against a man's touch–even moaning out a couple of times.

Wendy had never been kissed like this, yet a part of her still assumed that it was all just a dream. She herself had no idea why she would have such a shameless dream in the first place, though.

Jacob also felt as if his entire body had been slipped into a journey to paradise. Up until now, he still couldn't believe that the beauty he had been looking for was lying right in front of him.

It seemed that God had truly listened to his prayers.

He quickly indulged himself by kissing her snow-white body. There was something about her soft curves and smooth skin that made his blood boil.

"Yes, I want more," she groaned out just as he had kissed her earlobe.

At her words, his stomach lurched. It seemed that the woman he loved was also enjoying the attention he was giving her. Pride surged his chest as his coarse fingertips grazed across her flat stomach.

He kissed her deeply, and Wendy still felt as if she was in her own dream as she responded to the man right in front of her.

In her dream, a handsome man pressed against her, making love to her.

Even after Jacob had finally climbed down from her body, exhausted from the activity, she still didn't realize that the entire thing truly wasn't a dream. In fact, it was reality.

Jacob could feel his entire body floating on the clouds after their act. It was as if his entire life was complete.

Her taste lingered in his tongue, and he groaned. If it weren't for the fact that she was exhausted, he would've been tempted to make love to her again.

Staring at the sleeping woman right beside him, he kissed her forehead with satisfaction. There was definitely more time in the future to indulge in both their pleasures.

Murmuring naturally, Wendy drifted off to sleep once more. She was unaware of what had happened that night, and she could only blame herself for having such a shameless dream.

In the morning, sunlight shone through the curtains, brightening the entire room. The light fell onto the bed. Dazed, she slowly opened her eyes.

She had to squint to get used to the startling light that had entered the room. It was as if her entire body had been bathed with a box of feathers and pillows. Wendy yawned sleepily.

It was obvious that she had a great night last night. Twisting her aching body, she glanced at the handsome man lying next to her and her eyes widened. She rapidly blinked her eyes, wondering if all of this was just a dream.

However, upon taking a closer look, she discovered that the man as actually someone she had known beforehand. At the sight of his thick eyebrows, plump lips, and jawline, she swallowed. This man wasn't a stranger. In fact, this was the man who had kissed her back in the garden!

Wendy shrieked, sitting up in an instant. The pillows on top of her were thrown onto the floor as she stared at the sleeping man right in front of her. 'What the hell happened last night?' she thought, trying to rummage her thoughts as to the events that had transpired that night.

Her heart raced in her chest as she took a deep breath.

The man opened his eyes, still in a daze.

"Don't be so loud, will you?" he complained. Without another word, he turned around and covered himself once more.

"Stupid woman," he whispered to himself. From what he had seen in movies, when the woman woke up, she would usually give her husband a passionate kiss. However, the woman shrieked when she woke up. 'What a bummer!' he thought.

Yet after all the pleasure the beauty had given him that night, he let it pass. Besides, after the sweet dream he just had, he didn't want to wake up just yet.

"Hey! What the hell did you do to me?" She glanced at her body from under the quilt. She was naked, and her milky skin was now red and swollen, covered by numerous hickeys.

Although she had never been in this situation before, she wasn't that stupid to not realize what had happened that night.

"You freak!" Wendy screamed once again, slamming one of the pillows against his head.

"Didn't I say to keep quiet?" At her hurried screams, his sleepiness had been driven away. Irritated, he finally sat up.

After a good night's sleep, he looked extraordinarily handsome. The light reflected his dark eyes, defining his jawline even more. The covers fell, exposing his muscular chest, which attracted her attention. She quickly shook her head, wanting nothing more than to remove those thoughts from her mind.

"Do you even want me to have a good night's sleep? Huh?" He used two of his fingers to pinch her chin, drawing her closer to him.

"Fuck off! Don't touch me!" she yelped. Her eyes flashed with anger.

Without another thought, Wendy wrapped the quilt around her body like a makeshift cocoon, which amused him to no end.

"You're the one who's been saying, 'I want more, ' aren't you?" He proceeded to move closer to her, finding her annoyance even more intriguing.

"What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean? You mean... you and I..." Wendy sputtered out in disbelief.

"You're already my woman." He leaned against the headboard, satisfied by his achievement. It seemed that no matter how many times she had tried to avoid him previously, she had already come back to him with open arms.

"What the hell did you just say? You fucking raped me, you bastard!" Tears welled up in her eyes, but she rapidly blinked them away. There was no way she was going to show any kind of weakness in front of him.

"I think you're mistaken. This is my room. You're the one who came in here and climbed onto my bed. I didn't rape you. We had sex," he said. A smirk slipped into his lips.

Upon seeing that, she wanted nothing more than to punch him in the face. She grabbed the room card from the bed and scanned the number carefully.

"Fuck!" Wendy cursed to herself. "I got into the wrong room." She covered her face with both of her hands, and her entire body trembled from the embarrassment. All she wanted was for the bed to swallow her up.

"Shhh... Isn't this a good thing? Isn't it a good thing to be my woman?" he inquired, rubbing his eyes.

"Are you fucking insane? I don't even know you!" she screamed, covering her chest.

"Well, you know me now. Jacob Situ, your future husband." A smile slipped into his lips as he slowly approached her, but the woman shrank back.

"Fuck off! Shame on you," she yelled.

"Why don't you stop being so stubborn? You're my wife now, as long as you agree to marry me." His eyes glittered like amber set aflame.

"You crazy asshole! Do you really think that I would marry you after what you've done to me?" she shouted hysterically. The sharp pain coming from her lower body made her more frustrated.

Jacob frowned. Just as she was about to turn around and get out of the bed, he knocked her out.

"I did ask you to quiet down," he whispered, shaking his head.

When she finally woke up, she found herself in a different place. It seemed to be someone's villa.

As she gazed up, she could see Jacob standing in front of her with his arms crossed and his eyes as cold as ice.

"Call your father. Tell him that you'll be staying at a friend's house for a couple of days," he said indifferently, tossing her the phone.

"What did you say?" Wendy sputtered out, glaring at Jacob as if he was the most ridiculous man on the planet.

'Was he crazy or something?' she thought.

"You have to stay here for the next few days, and you can't go anywhere," Jacob stated, as if there was nothing wrong with his suggestion.

Whether she liked it or not, he was going to make her his woman. All he needed was a few more days to seal the deal.

"And why the hell would I do that?" Regardless of the searing pain rushing to her head, she gazed up at him. There was no way Wendy was going to allow herself to be bullied like this.

"What do you mean 'why'? You're my woman now. You can't escape me," he responded. There was something about his tone that was mocking her, as if he was deliberately trying to irritate the shit out of her.

Not knowing why, he found her even more attractive when she was fuming.

She gritted her teeth. "You bastard! I'm going to tell you this once, okay? I'm not going to be someone else's puppet! Just because I had sex with you doesn't mean you could treat me like this. Are you out of your mind?"

She threw back the covers and got out of the bed. There was no way she would allow herself to be humiliated like this.

She walked up to the door and grabbed the handle, only to see that the door had been locked from the outside. No matter how hard she pulled it open, it was glued shot.

"You bastard!"

She whirled around to face him.

"You shouldn't waste your time. This is my place. You couldn't escape even if you had wings," he said lazily, running a hand through his hair.

There was a trace of viciousness that flashed in his eyes, and it was something that she wasn't used to.

Her stomach lurched, and she had the sudden urge to vomit.

She had no idea that such a cruel man could exist.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Wendy finally looked up at him with her cold and narrowed eyes. The man was good-looking, she'd give him that, but there was something evil that lurked in the shadows of his eyes, and it disgusted her. His beautiful face meant nothing if it was tied up with such an atrocious personality.

"Don't you already know what I want to do with you? I've already told you that I'm interested in you. In fact, you're the only woman who has ever rendered me hungry and thirsty for every bit of her." He moved towards her. The glint in his eyes became even more prominent.

Wendy's heart raced in her chest.

This man wasn't a freak-he was a fucking lunatic! After taking advantage of her, who the hell was he to extract more from her? The man was crazy!

She grabbed the lamp from the bedside table and waved it at him.

"Don't you dare come over or I'll bash this on your skull." Wendy's eyes shone with determination, as if this was the final act.

At the sight, Jacob couldn't help but burst into laughter. This was the first time he had ever met someone so feisty.

Yet even then, her heart trembled in her chest. For her, his laugh could be comparable to a hyena's, one who was ready to eat her alive.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" she demanded.

"I know you're pretty feisty. How could I not? After all the screams you had for me last night, that was already very obvious."

The more he spoke, the more her cheeks flushed. By the end of it, she was already very tempted to bash his head.

"You really are shameless!" Her entire body trembled. She didn't expect that such a good-looking man could be so lewd.

'What the hell did I do to be this unlucky?' she thought. She didn't know how the hell she had gotten into the mad man's room by mistake, but there was certainly no point in repeating this mistake.

She wasn't going to fall into bed with him ever again!

"Honey, put down the lamp in your hand. Stop being so pent-up. But then again, I like my woman panting for me."

With a sly smile, he took a step forward and made a move to approach her.

Not hesitating, she threw the lamp towards him.

He didn't expect that she could be so ruthless. Before he knew it, the edges of the lamp slammed against his forehead, making him groan.

He narrowed his eyes. 'She's already asking for it.'

It was obvious that Jacob wasn't the man to be trifled with. He approached her step by step and grabbed her arm.

Before she could respond, he had already kissed her full on the lips.

Wendy placed a hand on his chest as she struggled under his firm hold. It was as if her entire system had gone haywire as his firm lips were placed onto hers. His strong arms wandered around her waist as he deftly pulled her against him. The man's lips were thick and soft at the same time.

Wendy had already tasted his lips before, but for some reason, as their tongues danced with each other, she could still feel a shiver running down her spine. Maybe it was because he was a good kisser.

Compared to her petite form, he was like an indestructible wall. No matter how hard she struggled, there was no fighting him.

She could only cover her chest with her hands as she tried to resist the man's overwhelming lust. His breath fanned across her nose as he opened his mouth.

His tongue stuck out nimbly, prying open her gritted teeth before exploring the inner corners of her mouth.

Wendy still continued to refuse. Although it wasn't her first time, she definitely wasn't going to allow herself to go for another round. Her hips still hadn't recovered from the first time they had done it.

What was more, if the first time was an unintentional mistake, then this one was even more deliberate and awful.

However, her continued refusal and resistance did nothing to stop the man in front of her. In fact, it had only aroused his more animalistic desires. Wendy's actions made him even more excited. The fierceness and refusal he was met with only excited him even more.

Without another word, he picked her up and threw her onto the wide bed. His left hand pressed against her while his right hand quickly unbuttoned his shirt.

"Stop it!" Wrapping herself with a quilt, she stared up at him with frightened eyes.

"What? Do you want to help in undressing me? You're more than welcome to." An unruly smile slipped into his lips.

"Fuck off!" Wendy glared up at him, gnashing her teeth together.

"You've already aroused me. Are you telling me now that you're not going to finish the job?"

He tore off his shirt and pressed himself against her.