Press Me To Your Heart

At 11:30 p.m., in Room 708, DC Hotel.

"The water– Christa... You..." Once Angela Xu drank the water, her body was starting to feel all hot and bothered.

"You definitely won't be a virgin tonight!" Christa Yang's delicate makeup could not cover the sneer that had crossed her face.

"Why?" Angela Xu gasped out. She could already feel her surroundings becoming hazy. How could her friend do it? They had already known each other for more than ten years!

"Why?" Christa Yang snapped back, feeling tears welling up her eyes. She felt the hatred that she'd squeezed in her chest for so long came rushing back out. "I trusted you so much that I told you a secret, but now everyone knows I'm not a virgin! Do you know what I've lost? And now you're asking me why?" What?

Angela Xu shook her head desperately, trying to claw at her. Something about it just didn't seem right. There had to be a misunderstanding!

However, Christa Yang was already fully convinced. "Someone will come to help you alleviate what you're feeling later. In fact, it's not as painful as you think it is. You might even enjoy it." Her eyes glinted coldly. "I've even selected the most handsome man. Have a good time, Angela."

"Christa!" Angela Xu tried to grab her but she failed. Seeing this, Christa cackled as she slapped the door.

Angela felt the heat crawl around her skin as if a volcano was about to blow up. She felt so hot that she wanted to tear off all her clothes in one go. As soon as her fingers trailed her skin, she couldn't help but tremble.

Although Christa said that the man would be good-looking, it didn't mean that she wanted to fuck him! Never!

Angela managed to calm herself down even for a few moments and slowly opened the door.

Under the dim light of the corridor, she saw a figure standing in front of a guest room. The man was wearing a suit. He looked as if he had just gotten off the runaway. He looked incredibly handsome that she couldn't take her eyes off him. He inserted his room card in, and his simple movement made a wet pool right between her legs.

No way! She couldn't stand it anymore!

This man was so handsome that he was way better than those pimps!

Just as he was about to close the door, she rushed over, sweat oozing out of her skin.

"Do you want a date?" She managed to squeeze out those words, despite the surging heat in her body.

She'd never been so bold before.

'Is she another one of the women coming for me?' Enough!

Edward Yan shoved her away and turned on the light, staring at her with his sharp eyes.

Under the light, she recognized the man's face! However, she couldn't help but be disgruntled when she saw how his eyes were shining in disgust.

She swallowed greedily, looking at him as if he were a piece of pork. "Do you want to spend a night with me or not?" she demanded.

"Do you think I want to?" he snarled. He hated the women who throw themselves at him. They didn't have enough respect for themselves. "Get out."

His refusal was ruthless and without mercy. She blinked, surprised that a man could actually refuse her at such a state. However, that would mean that she needed to find another one. Where else could she find another man as handsome as he was?

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Edward Yan grabbed her arms and tried to drag her out of the room. His lips curled.

'I may not be pretty, but I'm a woman too!'

Angela scowled. "Just because you're gay, it doesn't mean you get to be so rude!"

She couldn't think of any other reason for him to refuse her.

Edward Yan was speechless, raising his eyebrows up in the air. 'Did she really think I was gay?'

Thinking of all the events that had transpired today, he gripped her even tighter.

These types of women were a menace to society!

"Why don't we try one more time?" Angela tried again, fixing his collar. "You don't even have to be responsible for me after."

"GET OUT!" He resorted to shouting exasperatedly, waving his arms up in the air.

Angela gritted her teeth. "Sir," she insisted. "I was drugged. I was hoping that you can help me."

'She was drugged?' His eyes widened, giving her another once-over.

Her cheeks were flushed and her pupils were dilated. From the looks of it, it seemed as if she wasn't lying. Edward narrowed his eyes.

However, this could be another trick!

"And why should I trust you?"

'Can you believe this man?' Angela felt as if her body was about to explode. Her face turned into a brighter shade of red. "If it weren't for the drug, you think I'll even go for you? I won't be taken advantage of so easily!"

This woman was pretty, and there was a certain charm around her, but she wasn't that gorgeous!

His eye twitched. "Take advantage of you? Do you even have a mirror?"

Angela scowled at the insult, her nails digging deep into her palms that they might just leave marks. She had enough of this man! "Look, even if you think I'm not that good looking, you can just turn off the lights. Take it like a dog will."

A dog? Was she serious? He'd never met someone so uncouth in his whole life!

Normally, Edward wouldn't waste his time to talk to someone like her, but he was also in a bad mood. "Even dogs would learn how to choose."

He shoved her out of the room. However, Angela wrapped her arms around him mercilessly. "Please! Look, I'm sorry, okay? Help me out here!"

She could already feel her vision blurring from the heat that enclosed around her body. All Angela wanted to do was ripping her clothes off.

However, Edward just didn't buy it.

Seeing as there was no other choice, Angela decided to resort to other plans. Noticing that there were several people passing, she hid a smile. "Please! Don't you want me anymore? Am I not enough for you? You said... you said you'll be there for me! I promise, I'll even let you cheat on me! Please,"

she sobbed out.

Edward didn't expect the change of situations.

Seeing as he finally loosened his grip on her, tears were already running down her cheeks. Angela did her best to hit another home run. "I won't abort our child!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

The people were already starting to take interest, peering over to see what the fuss was about. Noticing the trouble she was causing, Edward quickly pulled her into the room and shut the door.

The women surrounding the area were impressed.

"What a jerk! And he was so handsome!" One of them rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Poor girl. She's already being cheated and the bastard forced her to have an abortion!"

"It's bastards like him that should be exposed to the internet! Maybe then, he'll stop fooling people!"

"But doesn't he look familiar though?"

Edward shoved her to the ground, shaking in anger. However, Angela already bent her legs. The heat was already unbearable that she couldn't even stand up. "I– There was no other way... Pl–please, I don't feel well,"

she stuttered out, trying to feign innocence. Although she wasn't completely out of her mind, she knew that she needed to do something, anything to relieve the heat coursing through her veins. Hopefully, the man standing in front of her could help relieve that.

She was already panting as if she'd just run a marathon. Beads of sweat traced down her neck, as her eyes wandered down his chest. Feeling his gaze on her, Angela pulled her blouse down, to give him a good view of her cleavage.

Right at that moment, many thoughts flashed in his mind, but he shook them away.

He wasn't going to sleep with a woman he hadn't met!

Seeing as he still wasn't inching, she decided to sprawl out over the carpet. Without giving it much thought, she trailed her fingers down her stomach, groaning and moaning seductively.

Finally, he lifted her off the ground.

Angela clasped her arms around him triumphantly, feeling as if he'd already compromised till he pulled her in another direction–

into the bathroom. 'Does he prefer to do it in the bathtub?' she thought. However, Angela didn't really have much of a say in these types of situations. Besides, all she wanted was to get rid of the arousal she had been feeling for the past minutes. She wasn't asking for the whole deal.

Angela was about to take off her clothes when cold water splashed her face.

"Ah!" It was March. Since it was just entering Spring, it was still very chilly outdoors. Freezing cold water wouldn't help in these types of situations.

Angela screamed, trying to avoid it, only to be held down by him.

She sputtered and coughed out as the water was thrown at her. "Hello!" she yelled. "Please, stop!" Her limbs might be weak and she might be horny as hell, but that didn't mean that she wanted to die already!

Angela choked on the water being poured at her. Her limbs were weak from the drugs, so she had no other choice but to accept what was coming for her.

What was wrong with this man? She was a woman! Not an ugly one! Would he rather drown her than fuck her? Angela wanted to resist, but she was inevitably useless under his hold.

She didn't like him anymore! All she wanted to do was punch him to his deathbed! Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Edward thought of it as a good sign that the effects of the drug had finally worn off.

He released her, turning off the shower head before turning on the tap of the bathtub. As he turned his back to her, Angela fumed, stomping over to him to try and kick him into the bathtub.

Did he think it was funny to try and drown her? Maybe she should show him how it felt to be suffocated like that!

With adrenaline rushing into her veins, Angela grabbed the back of his head and tried to push him into the bathtub. However, she forgot one small detail. She was a girl. No matter how tough she was, she wouldn't be able to push a man into the bathtub! Plus, she was drugged!

'Does she want to die?' Edward whirled at her, fuming.

He had thought to turn the tap on and let her soak in cold water to get rid of the drug's effects, but he didn't expect that she'd try and drag him into the water!

He seized her waist.

Angela screamed as she bumped into his chest. They were already centimeters apart. Angela decided to take this chance to seduce him once more. She leaned in closely, till he could see no one but her. She widened her eyes. "Please, don't leave,"

she purred. If he wasn't affected by that, then he was impotent!

Although Edward was known to have such a strong will, he was also a man! The woman coiled around him like a water snake. Before he could react, she rubbed herself against him. He groaned at the contact, feeling his eyes dilating in intensity.

However, just as she was about to kiss him, he pushed her away and left the bathroom.

'Almost... almost there!' he thought.

After being pushed into the bathtub, her back bumped against the tap. She groaned. "Are you insane?" she roared.

"You'd better be awake by the time I come back or else I'll wheel you right out!" he snarled before shutting the door behind him.

Dumbfounded, Angela buried her face into her hands.

It was her first time with a man, so maybe she wasn't seductive enough. Or maybe, there really was something wrong with this man.

Angela glanced down her cleavage and trailed her hands across her flat stomach. Even then, why wasn't he affected by her? He must be gay. There was no question.

'What a bad luck! All I wanted to do is to fuck him!' Angela snorted, soaking into the cold water. Although this method was much slower, it still did the job.

Outside the bathroom, Edward looked back at the door with a straight face before going into the wardrobe to change into some clean clothes.

Just as he headed out, his phone rang.

"Is this Mr. Edward?" A seductive voice came from the other end of the line.

"Yes."

"Come over."

"In ten minutes." Before the woman could respond, he hung up the phone.

He didn't have much interest in this woman, but there was no point in delaying it any further. He walked straight out.

Twenty minutes later.

Angela felt much better. Her chest wasn't heaving anymore, and now she could feel the coldness of the water enveloping her. She got out of the bathtub and wrapped herself with a towel.

As she didn't see the man in sight, she was about to open the door and leave only to see him standing in the doorway.

"Shit! You scared me." Angela jumped back, placing a hand on her chest.

Although she was angry at him for his rudeness, she still had him to thank that she'd finally gotten rid of this arousal. "Sorry to disturb you," she apologized. "I'll be on my way then."

She wore a white shirt that clung to her skin. Her figure could clearly be seen. Edward felt his temperature rising at the sight of the little skin she was showing.

God knew how he could take this anymore! His gaze lingered at her bath towel.

Angela shrugged. "My clothes are wet, so I'll go back to my room and send the towel back to you later, okay?"

He couldn't even find it in himself to talk.

His face was already filled with beads of sweat. And his lips were pressed on a thin line, his hands balling into fists.

It was then that Angela noticed the uncomfortableness of his behavior. Was he drugged?

"You..." He could feel his body heat up at the sound of her voice. Angela snorted. "It seems karma bites you right up in the ass, huh? Too bad for you, good sir." She chuckled.

Edward could only stare at her as if she had just grown two heads. Was she out of her mind? Didn't she know how little control he had over his actions? Was she planning on helping him?

"Since you helped me, I might as well return the favor! I'll run the shower!" Angela jumped up giddily, like a child who had just been told that Christmas was coming soon. She thought of all the things she could pull, now that he was the one being compromised.

As she touched his hand, he immediately recoiled. It was as if an electric wave had thrown him over, and he was shaking more than ever.

"Damn it!" he spat out.

Was she even thinking? How could she touch him at a time like this? He was a bomb about to explode, and she'd just lit the fire!

However, Angela didn't think of that. Instead, she had an inkling that he liked men or was impotent. Those were the two reasons she figured out why he strongly disliked her touch. She didn't realize how dangerous the situation she was in. Angela could only see how humiliated and tormented he was, and her eyes glinted with mischief.

"You'd better get out now!"

Edward warned. Although he only took a few sips of the coffee he had been served, it felt as if his entire body was burning with desire. If he hadn't been better at controlling himself, he'd be fucking the woman who'd just served him the coffee!

However, the desire to have someone was getting stronger and stronger. Edward didn't know how much longer he could keep his sanity.

"Get out now!" he commanded again, his vision already blurring.

Angela thought nothing of this, shrugging. 'He doesn't like women anyway, so this would be the best time to retaliate!'

Ignoring his warning, she skipped happily into the bathroom and turned on the tap. "I'll help you open the water, so you can take a bath slowly," she instructed as if she were talking to a two-year-old boy. "Don't worry, I won't disturb you."

She was about to leave, when she turned around. "If you don't like this method, you can go to Room 708. Don't worry! It's already paid. Plus, it's a man who'd entertain you."

She stressed out the last sentence.

'A man?'

His eye twitched.

The moment the words left her lips, Angela was so pleased. She was about to go when the door slammed shut. Edward pressed her against the door, his breath fanning her face.

"It's a pity I like women then." Angela stepped back, her hand trying to find the door handle. Her eyes widened in fear. She screamed as she was pulled into his arms. Angela tried to struggle but it was to no avail. She was stuck here. "Hey! You..."

He clasped the back of her head with the other hand and forced her to face him. Without another thought, he sealed her mouth with a searing kiss.

He wasn't gay, and he had no problems proving her that.

Angela struggled under his touch. If she had known of his bisexuality, then she wouldn't have asked for this. However, it was too late now. He had torn his way through her clothes and towels, ravaging her completely.

He almost tore her body apart. He wasn't even trying to be gentle as he squeezed into her.

She was just a virgin, and it wasn't because she was conservative.

It was just because she hadn't met the right guy she could give it to. Angela once fantasized of people doing impulsive things for the name of love, but she wasn't expecting that she'd give her first time to someone she barely even know!

He didn't even made love to her. All he did was use her to cure his arousals!

It was terrible!

She lifted the quilt angrily and sat up. In the corner of her eye, she could see a stack of cash on her bedside table. It was probably worth around eighty thousand. There was a piece of paper on top of it all, and when she took a look, it read, 'If it's not enough, call me.'

Angela's fingers curled into fists.

'Was I worth that price? Did he think I'm that cheap?' She fumed. This was not how her first time was supposed to go.

She angrily rummaged through her clothes and fished out her phone. She quickly dialed the number.

He picked it up very quickly. Without saying who she was, she blasted out at him. "Not enough?" she demanded. "I'll show you who's not enough, you son of a bitch!"

Edward's eyes widened upon hearing her voice. He smiled. "How much do you want?"

She gritted her teeth. "I want to meet."

There was silence for a few seconds before he finally responded, "At the cafe on the first floor of the DC Building. I'll be there in thirty minutes."

"Fine."

Half an hour later, she arrived at the cafe. It was lunch time, so the area was already crowded with people. However, it didn't take her long enough to spot him. He was sitting in the corner. Occasionally, someone would pass by and nod at him. However, the man only returned the gesture with a cold smile.

As soon as she walked over, he stood up. "Let's talk at another place," he offered.

It was the first time he'd been here, so he wasn't expecting that many people. When there were so many people, they were bound to hear their conversation.

"That's not necessary! I don't want to waste my time for you." She sneered, slamming the bag filled with money onto the table. "Explain. What the hell does this mean?"

Edward looked around to see that this had attracted a lot of attention.

He could even hear their faint whispers.

"Isn't that Mr. Edward? Why is he here?"

"What? Is he with a woman? Who is she?"

"Woman? Yeah! Holy shit! Look at her!"

"There's also a stack of money on the table!"

There were even some who stealthily snapped a shot of the two on the table.

Edward rubbed his temple helplessly. "Is this really the best place to talk? Can we change?" he asked again.

Change to another place? Why? She had been tossed up all night. All she wanted was to eat, and she didn't want to go anywhere else.

"There's absolutely no need. I'm hungry." She beckoned the waiter over and was about to order.

"What can I do for you?" the waiter asked respectfully.

As she was about to order, Edward pulled her up. "No thanks," he said roughly.

"What the fuck? Let go of me!" She tried to shake off his grip but to no avail.

Although Edward was a little disgusted by her act, he leaned close enough for him to whisper, "Do you really think this is the perfect place we can talk? Look around!"

Angela looked around to see that there were already groups of people surrounding them. She was already agitated due to her hypoglycemia, so she shrugged them off. "You know what? Let's eat first. We can talk about it later."

Seeing as the people had not yet finished spanning their photos, Edward grabbed the money on the table and grabbed her arm.

He could feel her thin body beneath her clothes.

Edward couldn't help but remember what happened that night. She was so thin, and he then became a little bit gentler with her.