'Where am I...?'
Clevia opened her eyes to see everything around her bathed in golden light. She was no longer sitting in front of her desk, facing the computer screen until late midnight. Instead, now she stood in the center of a chamber that shouldn't exist in the modern world.
Hundreds of golden dragons were carved on the walls that soared up high until she couldn't see the ceiling, adorned with black jade and gold. Clevia gasped when one of the dragon's eyes seemed to turn and glazed at her directly with its black jade pupil.
She stumbled backward, placing her hand on her chest, and only then did she realize what she was wearing.
The white blouse and plain black skirt were gone, replaced by long crimson silk sleeping robe that draped her body like flowing water. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, and clumsily fix the front part of the robe.
"What..."
Clevia now truly realized she wasn't in a place she never been or even seen anywhere. She slowly spun around in circle, observing where she was.
The chamber was enormous, decorated with deep reds and golden as its curtains. And not far from where she was, stood a massive bed covered in crimson silk sheets and scattered rose petals that glowed like gems.
This had to be a dream, yet it felt so real. The warmth of the chamber's temperature against her skin, the softness of the carpet beneath her bare feet, the sandalwood scent in the air that made her head spin, all felt so strangely real.
"Finally."
A deep male voice filled with raw emotion resonated through the chamber, startled her. She turned around, and what she saw made her heart stopped.
A man stood at the far end of the chamber, and he was breathtakingly beautiful. He was tall, more than six feet, broad shoulders, and has a muscular build barely concealed by black and gold silk robes that hung open at the chest.
His skin glowed faintly, and his face...
Clevia couldn't breathe when she saw his face. He had the kind of face that artists would spent their entire lifetime trying to capture it into a painting. Strong jaw, high cheekbones, and lips that were somehow both firm and sensual.
His short black hair was gleaming brighter than his black robes, and it framed his face perfectly.
But it was his eyes that made her knees weak. They were in pure molten gold color, reflecting the chamber's light, and they were staring at her intensely, making her feel like she was the only thing in the entire universe.
"W-who... who are you?" Clevia's voice came out as a soft whisper, but she couldn't continue as the man began walking toward her.
The grace of his movement wasn't human, it was too fluid, too powerful, like watching a great big cat came right to its prey.
"You don't remember me," he said, and there was a pain in his voice that made Clevia's chest tightened. "Of course you don't. You never do."
"I've never met you before," Clevia said, trying to sound firm and calm, but she could hear her own voice shaking. She took steps backward as he was getting closer and closer, and her back hit one of the carved pillars.
"It-it's just a dream. I don't know you... and —"
"Is it?" He was very close now, she could feel the heat radiating from his body. And it was strangely intense, as if she was standing by a fire. "Does this feel like a dream to you, Clevia?"
Hearing her name from his lips sent shiver to her body. "H-how do you know my name?"
A sad smile curved his perfect lips. He raised one hand, and Clevia flinched, but he only meant to brush a strand of her hair from her face with infinite gentleness. "I am Adam. And you... you are mine."
The touch of his fingers against her skin sent a shock to her entire body. Clevia gasped and raised her own hand to push his hand away.
But he simply didn't budge, his hand now was cupping her face, his thumb tracing her cheekbone with heartbreaking tenderness. Clevia tried to jerk her head away but he now held her face with both hands.
"Don't go away now that I found you after a thousand years," he said, his eyes were blazing, filled with intense emotions. "And finally, we'll be together again."
She tried to let her face go from his hands, but he didn't even budge. "I don't understand. Who are you? Where am I?"
He leaned down closer until his lips were a breath away from hers. "I'm your only destiny. And you are the only thing that matter to me in all the millennia I've lived."
"A... Are you crazy..."
"Yes," he smiled, making Clevia's heart which had running since she saw him, now sprinting like crazy.
"I don't know who you—"
"Your mind doesn't. But your body will. Your soul will," Adam murmured, his hand slid from her face down to rest over her chest, and Clevia gasped on his incredulous actions. "Should I prove it to you?"
Before she could answer or even think, Adam's lips claimed her in a passion full of emotion. And Clevia's world instantly caught in fire.
The kiss was unlike anything she ever experienced, and she had barely had any. A few awkward dates in college, one or two fumbling kisses that had left her feeling nothing.
But this was nothing like that.
Adam's lips moved against hers with the skill of someone who had centuries to perfecting the kissing art, but the emotion behind the kiss was real. He kissed her like she was his only air to breath and he was drowning.
His hands slid from her face into her hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he titled her head back, deepening the kiss. Clevia couldn't heard herself make a gasp — or was it a moan — and felt him smile against her lips.
"That's it," he murmured, pulling back his head just enough to speak. "Remember me."
He kissed her again, harder this time, not gentle like before. It was more demanding.
His tongue traced the seam of her lips , coaxing open forcefully, and when she gasped, he took full advantage of it. The taste of him flooded all of her senses. His heat, his wildness, his scent.