Author’s Note,

This novel is just pure fiction written by the author.

Any names, characters, businesses, places, scenes, localities and incidents resembling real life events are purely coincidental with no relation to reality. Everything is just the product of the author’s imagination.

Chapter 1

“Hello,” Patricia lazily grabbed her phone across her side table and put it close to her ear. Her eyes were still closed out of her drowsy state. It feels like her body was punched out of the gutter for some reason and she didn’t know why.

“Hello, where the hell are you, bitch? I’ve been looking all over for you since earlier. You’re not even in your room so where did you go? It’s just a matter of a few more hours and we’ll be heading to the airport.” Upon hearing her friend’s voice, she immediately got up from her bed. “Don’t you have any plans to go home?” Maurice asked on the other side of the line.

Her attention was caught on how foreign the room is. Where is she indeed? It can’t be her room since the bed she’s laying on feels much more comfortable than the one she has.

“Okay, I’m about to go home. Just wait for me.” Those were the only words that escaped her lips. When the call finally ended, she roamed her eyes around the four corners of the room. It’s obviously not her room base on the decoration and huge difference in the sizes of the whole apartment. She’s been staying with her friends for almost three years in Dubai so she can’t be mistaken. As she squirmed to move her body, her eyes immediately bulged in shock. She can feel the cold air brushing pass her naked body. She massaged her temple, trying to remember what happened last night when she felt her phone vibrating. It was a message from her friend, Maurice.

Upon reading her text, she quickly got up from the bed and picked up all of her clothes on the floor. She can feel her body throbbing everywhere, especially in between her legs. She even noticed kiss marks all over her thighs. What the hell happened? Was she raped or did she surrender it on her own? Her eyes landed towards the bed but there was no one sleeping in there. Patricia was obviously in distraught as she was standing there with a confused look on her face. She just can’t believe something like this had happened.

As she motioned to pick her remaining clothes, she heard noise coming from the bathroom. She was not alone.

She wanted to confront the person behind what happened to them and get angry about how he took advantage of her vulnerable state when she heard her phone ringing again.

She put her phone on silent mode and immediately dressed herself up. When she was now done, she didn’t even hesitate to leave the room without looking back. It didn’t matter anymore since Maurice was obviously worried about her and their flight back to the Philippines.

She sped walked towards the elevator. It was a good thing that it was still early since there were only a few people passing by. As she headed straight to the closing machine, she pressed on the ‘G’ button and fixed her attire and hair.

She removed the gound that formed in the corner of her eyes and then used a little amount of powder on her face; she made sure to look presentable to not worry Maurice anymore and added a small touch of lipstick on her lips.

When she finally reached the ground floor, she quickly extended her hand to call for a taxi and went home towards Satwa when she noticed where she came out on. It was the Jumeirah Beach Residence, where only the richest and most distinguish people lives.

It only took Dominic a few minutes to finish in the washroom when he was now dressed with one towel wrapped around his waist. It just so happens that when his eyes landed towards his bed, the woman who was just sleeping earlier was now gone. His body automatically moved in search of her but there was no sign of her. He headed straight to the kitchen and to the balcony door of his apartment but she was nowhere to be found. Defeated with confusion, he only sat on the edge of the sofa. He was wondering why the woman left without much of getting to know each other when he noticed a stain on the middle of his bed.

His bed sheets were always white that’s why it was easy to spot it. As he got up and inspect it, he can’t be mistaken. It was blood.

It was probably from that woman he had a one night stand with, and confirmation that she was a virgin.

Patricia was in a hurry when she was now climbing the stairs towards their apartment. It was a good thing that when she read Maurice’s message, she was out of the house to buy something at Almaya. When she got inside the apartment, she immediately headed straight to the washroom together with a change of clothes. As she slowly removed her clothes, it was only then did she realize that there were a lot of hickeys all over her bare body. The worst part was, she can’t even see if there were more on her back since there were no mirrors in their bathroom. She can’t help but blame the stranger and how lustful he was to leave marks all over her body. Is it his first time? Her eyebrows furrowed. Speaking of sex, what about her? She just lost her virginity to a stranger. She even preserved it well, enough to reject the advantages of her jerk boyfriend only to lose it to someone unknown?

As she was busy thinking to herself, she heard the door creak open from their main door. Maurice is probably back. At this time of the hour, the only ones in the accommodation would be the two of them since they were now going home to the Philippines.

“Patricia, are you the one inside the bathroom?” she heard her friend asked after knocking on the bathroom door.

“Yes, it’s me. Are you going to use it as well? I’ll be out in a minute,” she replied before immediately rinsing herself off.