In the dark quarter of a luxurious hotel in New York, a handsome, wealthy, and completely naked man smoked a cigar with a grim expression. His defined, sensual, and muscular body rested calmly in an armchair, his sinister gaze fixated on the beautiful woman sleeping peacefully in the bed.

It was a stormy dawn. The rain had been falling for a long time, and the strong wind howled fiercely against the glass window of the room, creating an eerie noise.

The sound of the wind was terrifying, but the man who puffed on his cigar and filled the room with a haze of smoke seemed even more menacing.

His bright brown eyes were black at that moment. He could not stop staring at the woman who slept peacefully, unaware of being watched by that pair of dark eyes. His gaze scoured every tiny part of her small, dark, hourglass figure lying naked on the bed…

Lightning struck outside, and thunder continued to roar in the stormy midnight sky.

The scant light that entered the dark room came from the flashes of lightning illuminating through the glass window.

The man's name was Dennis Connor, a 28-year-old billionaire CEO.

The woman sleeping peacefully naked on the bed was his secretary, Mel Mayer, 25 years old.

“—How could this happen? How did I end up sleeping with my secretary? My head hurts too much…”

Dennis tried to comprehend how all this had occurred.

Mel Mayer had been working with Dennis Connor for about two months. They had never interacted outside the company. But now they were in a dark room in one of the most luxurious hotels in New York.

He stood up from the armchair, extinguishing the cigar in the ashtray, and headed to the bathroom.

Mel stirred on the large, comfortable bed, signaling that she was about to awaken at any moment.

After nearly half an hour, the CEO emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet and tousled hair adding even more charm and sensuality to his appearance.

He slipped on his boxer shorts, recalling how Mel had removed that intimate piece of clothing from his body, shaking his head out of irritation.

“—Mr. Connor? I didn’t…”

Mel woke up and immediately found her boss in front of her. She quickly remembered what had happened between them the night before and covered her body with the sheet, embarrassed to realize she was naked.

“—Get dressed!” His sharp, rough voice came out with arrogance as he put on his black dress pants.

“—Mr. Connor, I don’t know how this happened; I was dizzy when I went up to your room.”

“—I don’t want excuses, Miss Mayer… I see you are a woman without class and a gold digger…”

Mel’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip, perplexed and upset by her boss’s insinuations.

“—But… what nonsense is this? You grabbed me and kissed me too… And now you want to shift the blame onto me? We did this together, do you hear?”

She stood up, dazed, covering herself with the sheet.

“—You don’t need to bother covering up, Miss Mayer… I’ve seen everything already…”

He said sarcastically, a mocking smile on his lips.

Mel turned instantly red.

Dennis kept his gaze fixed on her.

“—You’re a jerk!” She was quite irritated. “You sleep with me, and then you come to say that I’m the one to blame… Spare me, Mr. Connor… I was drunk; that’s why I let myself be seduced by you… I would never, in my right mind, do something like that if I were sober…”

She spat the words at him, very upset.

He soon grew angry and shoved her against the wall.

“—You were the one who seduced me and want to play innocent? And you want to know something? I was drunk too, which is why I let myself be seduced by you… I would never go to bed with a woman like you… Without any appeal…”

They stared at each other, breathing heavily.

Fueled by rage, she slapped him hard across the face.

“—How dare you, you bitch?”

Dennis gazes intensely at Mel's plump, rosy lips, his face still burning from the slap as he swallows hard, wishing to savor them once more.

"" You're fired! Go to HR in the morning.

He steps away, putting on his black jacket.

"" Thank you very much; I'm glad I won't have to see your face again, you rabid dog.

She picks up her clothes from the floor and heads to the bathroom.

Dennis sits down on the armchair, rubbing his fingers together.

"" What happened here? She insists it was me who seduced her... But what occurred last night when we were both drunk and all over each other?

After a moment trying to understand the situation, Dennis signs a check, scribbles a brief note, leaves it on the bed, and then exits the room.

Mel emerges from the bathroom a few minutes later and sees the check and note on the bed.

"This money is payment for our little incident... Enjoy, arrogant lady, and buy the morning-after pill... I don't want kids with a lunatic like you."

She reads the note, biting her lips in rage.

"" What a terrible man. How I hate him... How I despise this miserable jerk... As if I ever wanted to have kids with him...

She crumples the paper and tosses it in the trash, while the check goes into her bag.

"" Does he think I'm what? A prostitute? Ugh, who does he think he is? I'm going to shove this check in his face, insufferable idiot.

The rain had taken a break. The clock showed four in the morning...

Mel leaves the room and takes the elevator.

As she descends to the hotel reception, she finds Dennis talking to someone on his cell phone.

She waits for him to finish the call.

"" Here’s the check, you miserable jerk. And by the way, I never wanted to have kids with an unbearable man like you...

She throws the check at his chest and exits quickly.

Only the two of them were in the reception. The staff member had left just seconds before Mel arrived.

Dennis is momentarily speechless.

He watches her disappear through the revolving doors of the hotel.

The check that Dennis had given Mel was for ten thousand dollars.

Somehow, he was surprised she hadn't accepted it, considering it was almost four times Mel's salary...

Mel Mayer.

I get home with a bad headache. Honestly, I can't believe I ended up sleeping with my boss... Him of all people? A man I never thought about touching. My relationship with him has always been professional, boss and secretary.

And I never imagined that one day this could happen... We were complete strangers...I only talked to him when necessary, and he did the same with me...

The few times Mr. Connor spoke to me, he always treated me with arrogance, and I always put up with that idiot's presumptuousness.

And now that all this has happened, unfortunately... I don't know how I'm going to look that wretch in the face again. Good thing he fired me; working with him was a huge pain, and to make matters worse, I don't know how to tell my boyfriend that I slept with another man.

Why do bad things happen to me? Yes, I found the night of love I had with that jerk a little too intense, but... Wait a minute? Did I really just say that? Night of love? Oh, no... I'm going crazy if I keep thinking about that man...

Carlos is in Italy. He's a lawyer and has some clients there. It's been over three months since I've seen him, but we talk almost every day...

What a life this is... I've been in love with Carlos since I was young, and finally, when I confessed my feelings, and we are doing well, a misfortune like this happens...

He was the one I lost my virginity to, and now I'm devastated with all this...

I'm sure he's going to break up with me.

What should I do?

My thoughts come spilling out of my mouth.

"What happened, Mel? Why didn't you come home last night? I called you several times, and you didn't answer. I was very worried..."

Daniela is my best friend, and we live together in a small apartment in a residential neighborhood in New York.

"I'm screwed!" I blurt out as I sit down on the living room couch, still sleepy.

"Screwed? What do you mean? Tell me what happened, girl..."

Daniela is very important to me, and of course, I wasn't going to hide this from her.

"Sit down, Dani... I'll tell you everything. But please, don't interrupt or laugh, okay?"

I tell her what happened, just not some of the details. Daniela looks at me strangely, incredulous...

"Mel, you slept with your hot boss? That, that's amazing... Every woman would want to be in your place... That man is very handsome and hot, and besides, he's a billionaire... You're very lucky..."

I look at Dani, upset.

"Oh, Dani, there's nothing lucky about it... That man is a jerk, miserable, and arrogant... I was unfortunate enough to end up in his room... Or rather, in his bed."

I couldn't believe I was living this drama...

"And besides, I'm dating Carlos. How am I going to face the man I love and tell him I had sex with someone else? He's never going to forgive me..."

Tears stream down my face... My life had completely changed, and my emotional side was shaken.

"Sorry, honey. I hadn't remembered about Carlos. And it must be very difficult for you too, my friend... This whole situation..."

Daniela is saddened to see me cry...

"And worst of all, Dani, I haven't bought the morning-after pill yet."

"What, what did you say?" She looks at me scared: "Mel? Are you crazy, girl? Why didn't he use a condom? Girl? You don't even know how many women he's been with... What if he has some disease, and you end up with an unwanted pregnancy? Mel... I'm really surprised by all this..."

Daniela still didn't understand the way things were going... In fact, she didn't understand that I wasn't in a position to prepare myself or him to do what we did... All I know is that my body was completely turned on, and I was dying to feel him inside me... And from what I remember, Mr. Connor was the same way.

And that's what happened... Unfortunately...

"Dani, I'll explain everything later, but now I need to go to the pharmacy in the neighborhood. I think they open at five in the morning."

I need to take that pill. I don't want to get pregnant by this man and then have everyone say I was trying to trap him with a baby.

"Stay here, go take a shower, and change your clothes. I'll buy the medicine for you."

Daniela says, giving me a big hug.

"Okay!" I answer, going to my room.

The smell of the jerk's cologne still lingers on my clothes, making me remember his hands on my body, caressing me... Instantly, I get turned on...

What's happening to me? Have I never had sex in my life? I needed to talk to Carlos urgently... I know it's been three months since I've had sex, and that must be why I can't get this man out of my head...

Then I'll decide how I'm going to tell Carlos.

One thing I was sure of.. I couldn't hide this from my boyfriend, even if he doesn't understand me and ends up breaking up with me, even if he doesn't forgive me, my conscience will still be clear for telling him the truth..

I go to the bathroom and spend almost half an hour in the shower.. Tears stream down my face, spreading along with the water from the shower.. I needed this.. I needed to get rid of everything that was trapped inside me.. I needed to relax..

I turn off the shower and wrap myself in a towel and grab another one to put on my wet hair..

Once again I remember my misfortune.. Me, completely naked, on top of him and having the biggest orgasm of my life..

-- I need to forget all of this.. What's happening to me? Have I never had sex in my life? I urgently needed to talk to Carlos. I know it's been three months since I had sex\, and that must be why I can't get this man out of my head.

I believe this will pass soon...

"I'm here, honey. Here are the pills." I snap out of my thoughts when I hear Daniela talking to me...

I take the pill quickly... I'll be screwed if it doesn't work...

"I already bought bread, Mel! Now I'm going to make coffee. Get some rest... You need to be well-rested to face your boss at work..."

"Work... What work, Dani? He fired me."

Daniela's eyes widen as she looks at me, frightened...

Dennis Connor:

It’s already the twentieth time I’ve tossed and turned in this bed. I’ve tried sleeping in various ways, but it’s all in vain. It feels like this mattress is full of thorns today.

I’ve gotten up and laid back down numerous times.

The sultry eyes of Miss Mayer keep staring back at me in my mind. I don’t know what that secretary did to me in that hotel room, but she’s left me completely entranced by her. And truthfully, I do know what she did...and that’s why I can’t stop thinking about her.

I close my eyes once more, trying to remember other things in the hopes of falling asleep... but once again, it’s pointless.

What am I going to do? I’m engaged to international model Amanda Fox, and I’m in love with her. I’ve always been a reserved man and have never been one to approach women, but strangely, I found myself involved with another woman who isn’t my fiancee.

A man like me has a reputation to uphold. If this spreads on social media, I’ll be in deep trouble.

I need to talk to that annoying woman again. Talk about a bold woman? I only tolerated her as my secretary because my father asked me to hire her.

And now I need to speak with her before she spreads this story around and tells someone that she slept with Dennis Connor.

When I think about that woman, I immediately feel a surge of anger... And at the same time, I remember her on top of me, rising and falling while moaning sweetly. Just thinking about it makes my friend below stand at attention.

I get out of bed and check the clock, and it’s exactly eight in the morning. I take a shower to clear my mind and then get ready to head to the office. I’m certain Miss Mayer will be there to drop by Human Resources. I want to see her and invite her for a conversation.

I live alone in my one-bedroom apartment. I don’t like overly large spaces, and when I marry Amanda, I’ll buy a house to her liking.

“Good morning, Cidinha!” I greet my maid.

“Good morning, Mr. Connor. Your breakfast is ready.”

Cida has worked with me for many years; she and my fiancee are the only women I’ve allowed into my apartment.

This is my place of rest. I don’t want just anyone in my sanctuary.

I have my hearty breakfast... once again it was delicious.

“What happened, Mr. Connor? Your face looks scratched.”

I feel a chill in my stomach when I hear Cida notice something I hadn’t seen.

“I’ll check in the mirror!” I get up and head to my room.

“Oh no... That woman scratched me on purpose, it must be... That wild woman is truly something.”

“It’s nothing serious.”

I return to the kitchen. Thank goodness Cida didn’t press me. I know she worries about me a lot.

I give her a kiss on the forehead and head toward the elevator.

I go down to the basement to grab my car. My security team follows in another vehicle.

I was anxious to get to the office.

When I arrive, I ask the receptionist if Miss Mayer has already arrived. The receptionist looks at me strangely, as if she’s never heard me mention anyone's name.

“Mr. Connor, which department does Miss Mayer work in?”

“How could an employee not remember the name of her boss’s secretary?” I respond with arrogance.

“Sorry, Mr. Connor. I really didn’t remember your secretary’s last name... Here we call her Mel.”

I hear her explanation and quickly leave, taking the elevator to my office.

As I reach the hallway of my office, I glance towards my secretary's desk.

I truly feel something inside me that I’ve never felt before; I can’t explain it when I spot that empty chair.

Whenever I arrived, she was always there at her desk waiting for me with her agenda. I can’t deny that she was a good professional.

I swiftly pass her desk and enter my office.

I find it strange. Steven, my assistant and personal lawyer, always waits for me on the sofa in my office on Fridays. But today is Friday, and he hasn’t shown up.

He must have gotten drunk last night and is running late.

I begin to work, and a few times my eyes betray me, involuntarily drawn to the glass window that offers a perfect view of Miss Mayer’s desk.

But what is happening to me? Why am I still thinking about this woman? I believe it’s just concern, fear that she might open her mouth and reveal what happened between us... Calm down, Dennis, calm down... It’s just that. I can’t possibly be in love with her just because of one encounter. No way. I’m in love with my fiancee Amanda.

I must be thinking about the secretary because I’m worried she might tell someone that we spent the night together.

"" Mr. Connor!

I take a sip of water when I hear a voice coming from the door.

My heart races at the anticipation of it being her.

"" Come in! The feminine figure enters, and to my dismay, it wasn’t Miss Mayer.

"" Good morning, Mr. Connor! I need you to review these expenses for the company’s upcoming party next month.

"" Check that with my... I stop talking as I remember that I fired the secretary.

"" What were you going to say, Mr. Connor? My finance manager looks at me curiously, not understanding...

"" Let it go. I’ll review everything shortly.

"" Okay, sir. I’m heading back to my office.

I didn’t feel like talking to her. Thank goodness she’s gone.

Once again, I turn my attention back to my computer. This time, I manage to do my work properly.

After a while, the urge to grab a coffee hits me, and once again, to my dismay, Miss Mayer is not there to fulfill my request.

How is that possible? Was I so dependent on a mere secretary? No, absolutely not.

I rise confidently to head to the company kitchen, which is one floor below mine.

And to my surprise and total disquiet, I see Miss Mayer coming out of the elevator.

I stare at her with my heart racing. This woman, with her small, dark body, was mine last night.

I swallow hard and shake my head, unsettled by that thought.

"" Good morning, Mr. Connor! She approaches me and greets me with a smile on her lips. Her sweet perfume leaves me even more perturbed.

"" Good morning, Miss Mayer! We lock eyes for a few seconds. In fact, I couldn’t take my eyes off hers...

"" I’m heading to the dismissal department now.

She exclaims as she walks past me and moves away.

I feel bothered that she isn’t talking to me properly.

"" Wait! I say, taking steps toward her.

"" What do you want, sir?

She replies, and my attention is focused on her lips. Suddenly, I have an overwhelming desire to push her against the wall and kiss those full lips again.

"" Mr. Connor? She calls me, snapping me out of my fleeting thoughts.

"" Please, let’s go to my office. I want to talk to you.

I step ahead of her, and she follows me, and within seconds, we are both inside my office.