It was supposed to be a dream, and the memory of it would make Eloy blush.

She dreamed of a broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, naked man pressed against her, her arms wrapped around his neck, rocking along with his body.

Fire burned, starting in their lower bellies against each other, working its way through her chest and limbs, and finally her brain was comfortably foggy.

If this was a dream, let her fall, after all she'd been through, couldn't she have a dream?

The posture changed, she could feel the hot body of a strong man against her skin, the warm soft touch kept falling on her body, then snaking from her lower abdomen to the root of her leg, suddenly, the root of her leg was like a sudden stinging pain from something biting her, she sucked in a breath of cold air, but a man's soft laugh came from in front of her.

She couldn't see the man's face, but could only see a cloud of shadow in front of her, and strangely enough she had acquiesced that the man was also handsome.

The man's laughter was also very nice, and she lifted her feeble arms in the man's direction to pamper him, and he really took her arm and picked her up and pressed her into his arms.

She then rocked up and down in his arms, feeling the sensory organs in her private parts being infinitely enlarged, she wanted to struggle, she wanted to scream, and then there was the growing sleepiness in her brain.

She actually wanted to open her eyes to see who this man with the warmth of his arms really was, but her eyelids were too heavy and she still had a black shadow in front of her eyes. After several struggles, she chose to give up, and she fell into sleep in a long stretch of pleasure.

The harsh morning sun shone through the gap in the curtains on Eloy's face, and she opened her eyes briefly, then closed them again. The unfamiliar ceiling, the luxurious crystal chandelier shining with expensive light, this was not a dormitory.

After a few seconds of thought, she immediately opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, yet her body felt like it had suffered a severe injury, and all the muscles and joints involved in getting up were hurting.

"Hiss...it hurts!" Especially the part that was usually unnoticeable was screaming its existence with a strong feeling at the moment.

So it wasn't a dream.

The quilt slid down to her waist, and only then did she notice that she was currently naked, with many red marks on her skin. She sulked under the covers, after so many years of living by the rules, where would she have thought that one morning would start off like this.

Damn, she only remembered last night's she went to the bar to get drunk after the breakup, she seemed to be drunk, and what happened after that was some fragments of memory that could not even be an event.

Forgot it, it was better to get dressed and get out of here, it would only be worse if she met someone again. Thinking of this, she rolled up the quilt and wrapped it haphazardly around her important parts, then rummaged through the wreckage on the floor for her clothes.

She noticed an expensive suit jacket, and a shirt, her stockings and a burgundy tie entwined, both from luxury brands she'd seen in magazines. It was unlikely then that this was her asshole ex-boyfriend; his family was also very rich, but he didn't go for this kind of sophisticated masculine route.

Besides, if that person was really him, she'd flip him a slap on the wrist when they met again.

Noticing the sound of water rattling in the bathroom, a tall and blurry figure was imprinted on the glass wall. Her movements stalled, so there was another person here.

Some fragments of memory began to surface in her mind, she remembered everything about the hot scene, but not too many specific details, like who the man was and why they had rolled into the same bed.

Eloy had fought through the pain and dressed quickly, her head was hurting from the hangover and she had stars in front of her eyes, and after holding on to the wall for three seconds to ease up, she immediately rushed to the door. Because she heard the sound of the water stopping, now was the best chance if she didn't want to face the object of her one-night stand.

She had run to the door and pressed her hand on the door handle, just a moment after the sound of the door opening came from behind her, she also pressed down hard, but the door handle did not move at all, she turned back in fear while pressing hard several times, but it should be unlocked, she could not open it.

Unfortunately, the door behind her already opened and she heard the footsteps of someone coming out of the bathroom and she was too late to run away.

What else could she do, Eloy? She took a deep breath to keep her composure, then slowly turned around.

"Hello, I have something else to do, so I'll go ahead... Mr. Felix! How come it's you!"

Eloy saw the face of the man walking out of the bathroom and immediately froze in place. She felt that the most tragic thing in her life was at this moment, she actually had sex with her student's guardian. She wished she could have blacked out; she didn't want to face this almost scandalous one-night stand.

But the other person involved in this scandal was perfectly composed, wrapped in a loose bath towel around his crotch, drops of water still falling from the ends of his hair onto his naked upper body, sliding down his abs to the hidden areas.

"Go take a shower before you leave, my secretary will bring new clothes soon."

His voice was magnetic, and like his aura, both hid a pressure in their calmness, and she had indeed been unable to move her steps. He was such a thoughtful and considerate man, if she wasn't his ward's piano lesson teacher.

She didn't dare look at him, and after she glanced at him, her eyes drifted elsewhere.

"It's okay, I don't have class today, I'll just go back to my dorm and shower."

He raised an eyebrow and gave a playful smile, "What about last night, isn't Miss Eloy going to give me an explanation about what happened last night?"

She, who was still shy, now immediately frowned. An explanation? It was about getting drunk and then having sex with both parties having the will to do so. Or was he actually trying to humiliate her? After all, her behavior would hardly gain the trust of her student's guardians.

She took a deep breath and she looked up solemnly at Felix.

"I'm healthy, I'm not sick, and it's my first time, and I don't think you have anything to lose, so we'll call it even. That's the way it is, Mr. Felix, and that's all there is to explain about last night. If there's nothing else, I'll leave now, and thanks for the clothes by the way."

"You misunderstood me, I wasn't trying to ask you for anything." He took a few unhurried steps in her direction, and the pressure he brought to bear on her became more apparent. "On the contrary such a thing must be a little more disadvantageous to the lady, I am willing to give you some compensation, you can propose what you want and I will meet it all."

She took an involuntary step backwards as she swept up the fresh nail scratches on his waist that she feared were her doing.

"I don't need your compensation; it's enough that you're able to keep this a secret."

"Of course I won't go around spreading things like that, but is that all you want?"

"Yes." By this point in the discussion, she had been able to look at Felix calmly; she was in need of money, but she didn't need to sell her body for it.

He also took a serious look at her face, this woman distinguished herself from all the women he had seen, knowing that he had enough experience to know that when someone lied and covered up in front of him, the desire they showed were able to make him catch their true intentions. But this woman has no desire, she was well proportioned, not too short among women, average appearance but eyes and lips unexpectedly beautiful, especially when she now made a decision, lips pursed into a line, thin and contained a strong and rebellious temperament.

He suddenly found her very interesting, he was curious to know what kind of decision she would make when faced with other shortcuts and temptations in life, it must be very interesting.

Eloy shivered as he stared at her, she hadn't met him a few times but she had heard most of the things he had done, his ruthless and sinister exploits and his staggering wealth had always been a hot topic.

"Okay." He finally agreed.

As if given permission to escape, she thanked him and immediately turned to the door, but she paused. Faced with Felix's puzzled expression, she gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"I don't know how to open this lock, could you... please do me a favor?"