To taste your sweet lips

Out of guilt, Mirena decided to treat Drake's wounds and bruises at her private house. She didn't know what to do when she saw his swollen and bruised face.

Without him, she would have been abducted by those men. They would have asked for ransom from his father or worst, they might hurt and killed her.

As soon as they arrived at the breathtaking house, Mirena parked the car outside. No one was around as it became their source of solace to her.

Mirena tried to wake him up as she couldn't bring him straight to her room. He was quite heavy as far as she knew it.

"We're here," she stated. But Drake was too exhausted and drained. He fell asleep but could barely walk with her help. "Let's get inside first. I have to clean your wounds—"

Drake opened his eyes and saw how worried she was. For some reason, he temporarily wished that it was real. That they were truly in love with each other.

"Everything will be fine," he replied and slowly went off the car.

He just let Mirena fall into the trap he had made. At the right time, she would regret everything, but no one could ever turn back the time.

At that moment, one important thing that kept in her head was to give back the same favor to him. Mirena has grown up that having debt is hard and embarrassing. Drake didn't save her once, but twice and it should be great to repay his kindness.

As they walked towards the main door, Drake noticed that the entire house was too peaceful. There were no guards around and even housemaids.

He didn't know that she owned such glamorous property. According to his sources, Mirena Miller has only five private resorts. But to his surprise, she possessed one of the most expensive mansions in the whole world.

Until they reached the living area filled with ancient figurines, chandeliers, and portraits. Every little thing inside was well-organized and dust wasn't welcome.

They then walked into the stairs that shone too brightly. It could be too difficult for Mirena to drag him upstairs by herself.

"I… I couldn't imagine myself dragging you upstairs!" she murmured.

Secretly, Drake smiled sweetly. He never knew things would happen smoothly. Once he succeeded, he would go back to the place where Mirena couldn't find him.

His life would be full of abundance and hoped to meet the right one for him.

Mirena sighed heavily when they had finally on the second floor. She smiled and looked intently into his eyes.

She said, "We're here!"

Drake tilted his head and gasped. He wanted to sleep and gain back his strength. It was the best way to calm his body and let it rest the entire night.

"You… you should have brought me to the nearby hospital—"

"I can't do that! Desperate reporters will make a camp outside of the hospital and they won't stop digging about your identity. Of course, they would investigate every little detail about you!" Mirena replied as she took the key from her purse and opened the door.

Somehow, Mirena said what he wanted to hear. If she brought him to any crowded place, everyone might misunderstand what they have seen. Between them, Mirena would suffer the most because of fame and strong connection.

Drake didn't want anyone to meddle in his business. He must bring Mirena down and take every asset she owned no matter what.

Mirena turned on the switch and lit up the entire room. "Wait for me. I'll get the first aid and I'll be right back!"

She was about to turn her back when Drake grabbed her wrist. He was staring at her round, sparkling eyes and it lasted for a few seconds.

He scoffed, "Thank you." Drake murmured but didn't look away from her eyes. It was real and said with sincerity.

It made her smile sweetly and it felt surreal. Despite her past experiences, Mirena still found Drake very alluring. Every time he spoke and blink his eyes fluttered her heart and even gave butterflies to her stomach.

It would be awkward if she would stay longer in that position. Mirena smiled widely and tucked a few strands of hair into the back of her ear.

She then slowly turned around and giggled as she walked towards the comfort room. It wasn't supposed to be that way, but Mirena couldn't help it.

The moment she stepped into the comfort room, she abruptly slapped herself and looked into the mirror.

"Goddamn it, Mirena Elisse! Stop smiling if you don't want to be toyed by that stranger!" she scolded herself as if she could turn back the time.

Mirena closed her eyes for a second as she calmed down. Treating Drake must be her priority and so, she took a deep breath and took the first aid kit from the drawer below the mirror.

"Huh, you can still control it!" she murmured and went back with a different aura.

In the whole five years, Mirena had never been in a relationship where she was in love. She only took those me for granted and played their hearts.

She thought all men in the world shared the same beliefs and behavior. She looked at them like a criminal who has hundreds of crimes and didn't deserve to be loved.

Ever since she never fell in love with someone. Mirena hated true love. She despised it as people around her failed to prove that it truly exist and conquer everything.

But because of one mistake, Mirena decided to be a wild and aggressive woman who never believed in love. She ran away from the truth that sometimes, things happened for a reason. It might be good or bad.

However, when she met Drake at the bar. Her life turned upside down without knowing that Drake Quinn was her first toy boyfriend. She had forgotten about him and now, he came for revenge.

Meanwhile, Drake was lying down on the bed. He just wanted to take a deep sleep and when he woke up tomorrow morning, the pain he felt would disappear.

He wanted to roam around and look for something important to Mirena. But his knees were too weak that he couldn't take steps. Until Mirena came back which calmed him down.

She said, "Let me take your shoes first,"

"No!" Drake replied and thought she didn't know how to treat a wounded man.

To his surprise, Mirena took his shoes and pulled the chair towards him. He was undeniably stunned as she turned into a grown-up woman.

"Lay down. I will clean your wounds first before applying some ointments." Mirena murmured like an expert in this kind of situation.

The whole moment, Drake didn't stop looking at her scarlet face. His eyes were getting heavier, yet he insisted to keep him conscious.

He then felt butterflies in his stomach when Mirena smiled brightly over her shoulders. Her simple gestures provoked him. Drake lost his control and he suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to his chest.

"Mirena," he spoke as they stared into each other's eyes.

No one dared to speak not until she moved her face closer and slowly closed her eyes too.

"I want to taste your sweet lips," she murmured which completely brought him to the clouds.