I COULD feel his tight grip on my neck. Even before I could protest, his lips were already touching mine.
My eyes widened in surprise. My nerve was paralyzed by the kiss, and my spine shivered. Because of the odd sensation he gave me, I clenched my fists and tightly shut my eyes. His lips began to move, urging my mouth to open. His tongue unintentionally slipped into my mouth, controlling and overwhelming it.
It felt as if he dragged me away to the cloud, and I had no idea how to return. Because of his strength, he quickly switched our positions while still holding my back and neck tightly.
The kiss continued. I gasped heavily and felt his touch on my shoulders. I no longer knew how to go up. I was deeply hypnotized that even moving was hard for me.
But even before I could respond to his kiss, he violently broke away from me. We both chased our breath as he stared at me.
"You . . ." he said breathlessly.
I pressed my lips and waited for what he would say next. His eyes were glaring at me, and they were freezing my bone. I tried to find the surface because I don't want to hold my breath anymore.
"Get out of my room, now," he said in a thunderous voice.
I swallowed deep, and I couldn't find the right words to say, so when he left me, I quickly got up.
I don't know how I got out of bed. My knees seemed to soften, and I couldn't move.
He stood as he turned in front of me. "Don't worry, those kisses mean nothing to me, so don't take it seriously. I'm probably not your first kiss, right?" he said with a mixture of sarcasm.
For a few moments, I was staring at him. It seems that I'm still recovering from what happened. I saw nothing but numbness in his cold-blooded brown eyes.
I can't help but get angry for it. How dare he kissed me for nothing? Oh, great. Why do I expect something in return? I cling to my own stupidity.
"You can leave now, Cherry," he said and gave me his hawkish gaze.
I couldn't bear to speak, so I looked to him confidently.
"Don't think I liked that kiss! And yes! I'm lucky because you're not my first kiss!" I said that to hide the pain that arose in my heart because of what he told me.
His smirk grew before crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"But it tastes good and I like it."
I couldn't get past him when his tongue touched his lip, making my two cheeks warm.
"You pervert!"
I witnessed how his facial expression changed because of what I said. His dark gaze made me even more nervous. I feel like I was drowning deeply. I couldn't think straight now because nervousness enveloped me.
I want to regret why I haven't come out yet. Because now he's in front of me, trying to give me a heart attack.
"Say it again and I'll show you how this pervert takes you to bed." His voice turned into a husky one that made my body hair stood on end.
I need to clear my throat to be able to speak clearly. "Don't fucking include me to one of your girls!"
Then he began to laugh-a cruel mocking laugh. I feel like I was shrinking because of what he did. He licked his lips again in front of me with brows twitched in a sexy way.
"Come on! Why would I do that? You are not even my type, remembered?!" he replied. He even looked at me before shaking his head.
I didn't miss what he said because my strong hand landed on his cheek. I know that what I have done will not be enough to alleviate the pain he has caused in my heart.
"Maybe you forgot. You are not my type either!" I folded my arms while my forehead was high.
When he turned at last to face me, his eyes were dark, ruthless, narrowed, and rigid. He didn't say a word, and I only saw the clenched of his jaw.
Consecutive knocks filled the silence between us.
"Dude? Come on, our lunch is ready!" That voice was from Skye.
"I'm coming!" he answered without taking his eyes off me.
Moments later, he walked over and took some clothes off the bed before going to the bathroom.
I just closed my eyes tightly when I heard the door shut loudly.
"Cherry, come on!" I went back to reality when I felt Feli's touch.
Rexon left the other table to prepare for tonights' gig. They will be performing tonight at the Pavilion, a few steps away from the hotel. Maybe they were already there to set up.
"Cherry!" I looked at the source of the voice that called to me.
"Devon!" I greeted him with a big smile. I even waved to his colleagues and some staff who had just arrived from the flight.
"Hi, Devon!" Feli greeted him also, and he just nodded.
"How are you?" he asked me.
"I'm okay. I thought you weren't following here today?"
"Actually, there were only three marshals here. The resort was fully secure so the others are not included," he said.
I nodded and waved at him to say goodbye, and he just gave me a soft smile.
I went back to the suite first to get my cellphone. Maybe Dad was calling me and worried about me.
But even before I could get inside, I found Rexon sitting comfortably on the couch.
I just passed him and went to the room that was reserved for me. I have no idea why he and Skye were in the suite with me. Of course, we have different rooms. But Porsche, Feli, and Mayla were in the same room. I just don't want to ask because I know that there will be consequences if we continue to argue about this matter. When I came out of the suite, he's still sitting on the couch as if waiting for me.
"You should be with me every time. Do I always have to adjust?!" His eyes flashed with anger, and his iris glowered teal.
I wanted to answer him, but I restrained myself. It indeed seems like I was not doing my job well.
"Take my leather jacket to my room and follow me outside." Then turned his back on me and leave the room.
I bit my lips and grabbed his jacket from his closet. I handed him his jacket after walking ahead of me. After greeting some hotel staff, I briefly raised my eyes to him, who was wearing his jacket.
"Rexon is so handsome!" I overheard some hotel crew say.
I agree with that, but if people get to know him more, they will change their minds. I just shook my head as we left the hotel. A few more walks away, we were at the Pavilion de Saavedra.