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Chapter 2

​My head felt heavy when I opened my eyes. I groaned and held my temple, forcing myself to sit up. My head was so heavy, probably from the fatigue of my outing with Irish.

​I froze when I noticed I was in a different place. Anxiety immediately welled up in my chest. I looked at myself and my lips parted in shock when I realized that I'm wearing different clothes. I'm wearing a huge t-shirt, which almost reached the middle of my thighs. I'm just wearing a bra and underwear underneath... Where are my clothes? Where am I?

​This place looks luxurious. The whole room is big. Even the bed I was sitting on was large and looked expensive. There were abstract paintings on the wall, and the decorations in this room looked pricey. The room's color scheme was black and gray, and the design was beautiful, clearly indicating that a man lived here.

​I paused as the last events came back to me... I was sexually harassed... and some weird man killed those guys without a blink of an eye... Did that really happen?

​I laughed, shaking my head, and gently slapped my cheek. I've been watching too many thriller movies. All sorts of things are getting into my head.

​I froze when someone suddenly came out of a door in the room. I blinked when a man came out of it. He was only wrapped in a towel. His muscular body was completely exposed... My lips parted while staring at him... This is probably the first time I saw a half-naked man this close.

​That mysterious man looked at me. "Hey, how are you?" he asked as he walked toward me.

​I blinked and slightly backed away, only stopping because the bed's headboard was behind me. He just chuckled sexily and scratched his stubbled jaw.

​"Don't worry, I'm harmless... I think?" he said, unsure.

​"You don't seem harmless to me. Y-You look dangerous," I mumbled in a soft voice.

​Yes, he looks dangerously handsome.

​I could now clearly see the entirety of this man's face... He's really handsome. He has this semi-bald hairstyle that really suits him and his masculine image. He has an eyebrow slit on his left eyebrow. I saw a lot of people with eyebrow slits, but it only looks perfect on this mysterious man... He has deep-set hazel eyes, a narrow nose, a sharp jaw, and sexy lips... My eyes went down to his well-toned body. He has some tattoos on his masculine body. He has tattoos on his chest, arms, and on the right side of his abdomen. I can't stop staring at them. His broad and chiseled chest, ripped abs, perfect v-line, and muscular biceps are so perfect that I couldn't even take my eyes off them... I just gulped and looked at his face again.

​"So, what do you think? Am I your type?" he asked with a smirk, looking at my face.

​My cheeks burned. I just cleared my throat and avoided his teasing gaze... I looked like I was attracted to him. It's true, though, but I shouldn't make it obvious. I'm too innocent for this because I didn't have time for men back then, but it doesn't mean that attractive men like him don't affect me.

​"W-Why am I here?" I just asked in a soft voice, avoiding his question.

​"Ah, I brought you here since I don't know where you live. Don't worry, just like what I've said earlier, I'm harmless as long as I don't have any grudge against you," he said and laughed in his deep and husky voice.

​I don't know if I should feel reassured by what he said.

​I cleared my throat. "D-Did you change my clothes?" I asked, furrowing my brows.

​"Yes, but don't worry, I didn't look..." he said and scratched his eyebrow. "Well, I accidentally saw a little... just a little, though."

​I just bit my lower lip and stared at him. I don't know what to feel right now. There's something off about this man, but I don't know why I can't be extremely nervous in his presence. I don't know, but maybe his attractiveness is concealing my fear right now.

​"W-Who are you?" I just asked while staring at his face.

​"I wasn't vomited out; I was born," he just said with a smile.

​"Huh?" I asked.

​"Damn, she didn't get it," he mumbled and looked away from me. He just chuckled and looked at me again. "I think it's rude to ask for my name without telling me yours first... Tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine."

​I just bit the insides of my cheeks. "I'm Cristina... Cristina Miranda... um, will you please wear some clothes first? Aren't you cold?" I asked with a furrowed brow.

​"Aw, are you concerned, Cristina?" he asked, teasingly.

​I felt a shiver down my spine when he said my name. I just swallowed and clutched the hem of the t-shirt I was wearing tightly... Why am I so affected by a man I just met? I don't even know him or his name... Am I just too ignorant when it comes to this? I feel like a teenager with a crush; I can't explain it.

​"Oh, by the way, my name is Eron... Zachary Eron Frenier, but just call me Eron," he said and went to his closet.

​I just watched him as he took out some clothes. He looked at me again and smirked... I avoided his gaze and cleared my throat. He really looks handsome. Maybe I'm just too attracted to him. I haven't really socialized with men much, except for my brothers. I was too preoccupied with fulfilling my duties as the eldest sibling... Maybe I'm just too eager for this kind of thing because I haven't experienced it.

​"Eron... those two men earlier... w-what happened to them?" I asked and looked at him.

​Eron turned his back on me. I gasped when he suddenly removed his towel. I immediately looked away from him before I could fully see his naked back... Even his back looks sexy and strong... I just gulped and remained not looking at him. I just waited for him to finish wearing his clothes... Isn't he embarrassed in front of me?

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