"If loving you is a dream, let me forever be lost in it. — Kris Cooper
"Even if I forget everything, I won't forget that I love you. — Vera Wave
"The happiest thing in the world is, after waking from a dream, to open your eyes and still see the one you love the most. — Prince Snow
The Midnight Bar.
Under the dazzling lights, crowds danced wildly. The noisy music fueled the raging hormones.
BAM!
At the counter, a young girl wearing a T-shirt slammed her glass heavily on the table.
"There are no three-legged toads here, but there are plenty of two-legged men... Harry Snowpine, if you don't come back, I... hic, I'll find someone else!" Taking a red banknote out of her purse and slapping it on the table, Vera Wave shouted, "Do you have any 'ducks' here?"
The bartender turned his face. "What did you say?"
Her grandmother was seriously ill. She wanted her boyfriend, Harry Snowpine, to come and visit, but he kept making excuses. Today, he'd even snapped at her, saying it wasn't like her grandmother was on her deathbed.
Thinking about how the man who used to dote on her had suddenly changed, Vera Wave felt another stab of pain in her heart.
Vera Wave waved her hand dismissively. "A 'duck,' a male escort... whatever you call them. The kind that sell themselves, the kind you can take away if you pay."
The bartender just threw two words at her.
"Upstairs."
Vera Wave turned and went upstairs. At the corner of the stairs on the second floor, a man and a woman were passionately kissing. She squinted, made her way over, pulled the kissing pair apart, and then leaned in towards the rather delicate-looking young man.
"Are you a 'duck'?" she blurted out.
"Are you crazy?"
Both responded at the same time, then resumed kissing.
"If you're not, then you're not... No need to... to curse..."
Vera Wave, swaying slightly, waved her hand at him and continued upstairs. Just as she reached the third floor, she saw a tall man in a pink shirt coming out of a private room.
Wearing such provocative clothing, he must be a 'duck.' She puckered her lips and blew a whistle.
"Hey, handsome!"
He didn't respond.
"Long-legged Oppa!"
He completely ignored her.
Damn, he's putting on airs!
She hurried a few steps, catching up to him, and reached out to grab his arm. She missed, her fingers hooking his belt instead.
The man sensed something was wrong and turned. Carried by his forward momentum, Vera Wave lost her balance and lunged right at him.
Caught off guard, the man lost his footing and fell backward, with Vera landing right on top of him.
Her face crashed into a solid chest, her nose aching from the impact. The pain cleared her head a little. Vera Wave pushed herself up from the floor with her hands and looked at him.
The glittering crystal chandelier illuminated the man's face; it was an exceptionally handsome one.
His long brows were furrowed in displeasure, his amber eyes filled with rising anger. A straight nose, lips pressed into a thin line... Every feature possessed an indescribable beauty.
Whether viewed individually or as a whole, his features were like a sculpture crafted by a master, without a single flaw to be found.
"Hmm... Your face is very..." Vera Wave reached out and patted the man's chest. "Pectoral muscles, long legs, great body... You're the one... Let's go..." She reached up to pinch his cheek. "Tonight, I'm hiring you... for... for your services!"
The man beneath her, Kris Cooper, forcefully brushed her hand away. He pushed himself up with one arm, shoving Vera Wave off him.
"Get lost!"
Vera Wave tumbled backward, landing hard on her bottom on the floor.
"Screw you! You'll pay for my sore butt..." Rubbing her bruised backside, she looked up indignantly. "Bastard... you... you dare treat a customer like this..."
Services? A customer! So, this little slip of a girl thought he was for sale?
Kris Cooper's dark eyes narrowed, his notorious temper already on the verge of erupting. He pushed himself to his feet, frowning at Vera Wave, who was shakily trying to stand.
Her legs felt like jelly, and she couldn't quite get up. Vera Wave raised a hand to push her long hair from her face.
"Now... pull me up, and I'll forgive you..."
His gaze fell upon the girl's face. Staring at that familiar face, Kris Cooper's expression suddenly changed.
"Vera?!"
Exclaiming her name, he rushed over in the next instant and caught her by her shoulders.
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[Both the male and female leads are pure in body and heart—a devoted 1v1 romance.]
[Don't be scared off by the protagonists' names; this is a sweet romance novel, a sweet romance novel, a sweet romance novel! Important things must be said three times!]
[Given this book's tendency towards comedic moments, a special reminder: please do not drink any liquids while reading, lest you damage your computer or phone. This Prince won't be held responsible!]