DIANA

I signal the bartender for a refill. Although he’s calm, his eyes speak concern and hesitation as he pours another shot of brandy on my tumbler before proceeding on shining the glasses with a rug. With a mocking chuckle, I toss my head back and gulp down the liquor in one go.

This bartender must be thinking I’m one of those rich bit¢hes who only knows how to

spend money, party all night and be pretty before spreading her thighs in a whim. Well, maybe I am. No, not yet. But I’ll certainly will be soon. So very soon.

So miserable, this life. I just finished my nursing course and also gotten my

license that’s why I’m now here basking my prize in an all-expense paid one-week luxury cruise ship. The one and only Diana Cruise Ship that’s coveted by all. This should be fun, right? It’s even named after me! Only few can

afford to be here. But for me, huh! It’s all free, bit¢hes!

I want to laugh so much until I cry. Free, my a$s! I twirl the ice in the glass and fish out one cube and toss it in my mouth like a candy, hoping it’ll help freeze up my burning emotions that’s slowly breaking down my resolve. The coldness seeps through from my mouth up to my head and brain freeze instantly attacks. Huh! If only eating ice can kill me right this instant, it’ll be an easy escape.

I ask for a few more shots from the bartender until I feel my head buzzes and my vision doubles. I don’t care, though. I’m celebrating so bite me! I had my spa earlier in the day so my body is smooth and free of hairs, nails buffed and my hair nicely curled. I feel as beautiful as a princess.

Another mocking chuckle comes out of my lips as I get to my feet and stagger towards

the exit. It’s still ten in the evening and it’s early to call it a night so I go straight to the upper deck, hoping to inhale the cold sea breeze. Maybe then I can wish upon the stars for a way out of my impending doom.

I grip on the railing when my head spins. Wow. I’m really pretty buzzed, huh? I blink multiple times to clear my head a little but it just makes me want to puke instead. I close my eyes and sigh. This silence and darkness… It only makes me think of the problem I’ll be facing. Tomorrow…

I shake my head. NO! I’m on my vacation now, so I shouldn’t be thinking about those things. I’ll cross the bridge once I get there and hoping the bridge has crumbled down before I could make it. Huh! If only it’s how that easy.

“I get it. I know! Stop calling me already. I’ll work on it!”

I turn to the owner of the cold voice a couple of meters away from me. Ugh! With his towering built, my headache dramatically worsens. Just how tall is this man exactly? Is he a giant? My knuckles turn white as I grip the railing tighter when I feel my stomach knots. Shit! I think I just drank poison rather than brandy.

“Just what the fu¢k do you think you’re doing?”

“Huh?”

Before I can understand what just happen, I’m harshly pulled and wrapped inside a very strong and warm embrace. The sudden move makes me all the more upset and I suddenly puke. The bile liquid that comes out of my mouth bubbles up like a fountain that splashes to the man’s clothes.

“Fu¢k!” The man roars but instead of pushing me away, he suddenly carries me up and

rushes back inside. “What the hell is wrong with you? Didn’t anyone tell you that you should ensure to have someone to carry you if you get drunk? Otherwise, don’t drink if you’re alone.”

“I’m celebrating! What do you care!” I answer back in a bitchy manner while clutching my throbbing temple.

“Celebrating? By throwing yourself out of the deck? Don’t you know if you die, the owner of

this ship will also be dead?”

“Huh?” I frown but don’t answer him anymore.

I thought he was concerned about me but he’s only thinking of the ship’s reputation? If I happen to have accidentally fallen out of the railing earlier and die, Diana Shipping will be dragged along the scandalous news. I really

don’t have an idea that I looked like going on a suicide. I just had a bad headache, is all.

Although my dizziness eases a little after throwing up, his hurried movements still trigger nausea so I just close my eyes and concentrate on not throwing up again. I hear

shuffling noises of clothes and a clicking sound before a door opens and shuts.

Afterward, my body meets the softness of a bed.

I open my eyes and sit up. “Where are we?”

“In a cabin obviously.” He answers rather coldly.

I huffed in ridicule. “You don’t have to care if you really don’t feel like doing this $hit. I’m going back to my own cabin!”

“Stay!”

Although I’m revolting inside me for being treated like a disobedient pet, I can’t refute him because I really don’t think I can manage to return to my cabin at this rate. I’m never really friends with alcohol ever since and today is one of the rare occasions I indulge myself to get drunk.

The man disappears into a connecting bath, probably to wash himself off. Hmm. Wait.

What if? I shake my head and instantly whisk the idea in my head. Have a one-night stand? Pfft! Not that I’ve saved myself for someone special but I hate the drama that comes along with it. And I’m a nurse so I’m paranoid about

potential sexual diseases.

I frown. Since I’m a nurse, I’m also aware of precautions. So why not cease the moment? Condoms still exist, right? I strip my own soiled clothes and even take off my underwear. Tomorrow the ship will finally dock and my dream-like life will all end. I’m still celebrating tonight though so I’m going all out to be living my final days as a free woman.

I stand and wobble my way towards the bath and push the door open. The man has his clothes strewn on the tiled floor, his buck näked under the shower. I sweep my eyes at his gorgeous frame, my drool coming out of my lips when I see that thing standing between his thighs. Wow. Yummy!

“Go back to bed and let me finish washing. I’ll tend to you later.” He says with a frozen face although his eyes are busy roaming up and down my own näked form.

“Why? Can’t we just share a shower together? It’ll be easier and more practical this way.” I flash him my seductive smile as I join him inside the stall.

“You’re drunk so it’s dangerous for you to be standing on a slippery floor.” He sounds as stoic as the voice of an electronic speaker.

“Shut up! I’m seducing you right now, don’t you get it? So act according to the script. You should just accept it and get excited for me.”

He doesn’t say anything anymore as he watches me taking the soap from his hand and glides it on his muscled chest. He really is so broad, the soap will definitely be all gone once I’m done with him with all these muscles.

I look up at his face and momentarily stop what I’m doing. Why do I feel like I’ve seen him before? This feeling, his touch. It’s so familiar. I blink when he suddenly turns around, giving me his back so I resume soaping it, too, chancing a pinch of his nice a$s. I grin. This man. I think I’ve hit a jackpot!

When he turns around again, he’s holding a cup of water out for me. “Wash your mouth.”

Ah. Ok. I take a gulp and gargle my mouth a couple of times. Once I’m done, the man

carelessly throws the cup back to the sink and grabs for my nape before sealing my mouth with his fierce kiss. I push him away and scowl at him, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Wow. You really have to make me gargle before kissing me, huh?”

“I don’t want to ruin the mood.” He answers before kissing me once again.

And forcing me to gargle isn’t ruining the mood? Ah, whatever. He’s really good at kissing though and I can’t help but answer him with as much force and greed. Tongue swirling, lip nipping and hands all over our näked bodies. Hmm, I could get used to this!

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