Chapter Two

DAHLIA suddenly got up from the soft bed she was lying on. Her heart was pounding really fast because of the nervousness she was feeling at the moment. She barely remembers everything about last night from being so drunk!

She quickly examined her whole body and somehow she didn't feel anything strange. It’s not ust like how it was in the past where she was recklessly used by heartless men!

She immediately roamed her eyes around until she found Carl just sitting on the single sofa. When she stared at him intently, she realized that his eyes were still closed. The young man must have chosen to sleep there.

Dhalia did not know how she should feel in those moments. There was a part of her heart that was happy because Carl didn’t seem to interfere with her body. But there was also a part of her that was sad because it was the first time that a man had not even lusted after her body.

She was in that state of mind when she heard Carl's faint moan and movement from his seat. Dhalia saw the young man blink his eyes a couple of times before he finally met gazes with her. Suddenly, the girl's strange feelings arose and the young man continued to smile at her.

"Good Morning, Dhal! D-did you sleep well?" Carl asked.

she just nodded.

"Doesn't your head hurt? Wait here for a moment. I'll take some aspirin for you . . ." Carl was about to get up when she suddenly held his hand. Carl gave her a bewildered look. “Is there something wrong, Dhal?”

"C-Carl, why didn't you do something with me last night?"

That was a question that also puzzled the young man. That was exactly the question he was asking himself last night. He had all the time in the world. He could get her body effortlessly last night because she had fallen asleep in extreme intoxication. But still, he chose to hold back.

“Why, Carl? Speak up! D-don’t you even l-lust after my body? I thought you liked m-my sexiness?” Dhalia stuttered and seemed to cry. The girl felt that she was not attractive enough for the man so an idea entered her mind.

She removed the blanket that was covering her body at that moment. Even the young man was stunned upon realizing what Dahlia was about to do with her blouse. Dahlia was slowly removing it while locking her gaze with Carl. But before she could completely remove her clothes, Carl immediately grabbed Dahlia’s hand so he could stop her from undressing. Carl hugged her quickly then Dhalia burst into tears.

“What went into your brain? W-why do you have to do that? Calm down . . .” he comforted the girl. Carl just let her cry in his arms. The young man felt he was the one having a hard time with how Dahlia was crying. It seem like she was going through a lot of pain. Like something was really wrong.

"I-I feel so unattractive right now . . .            I hate it so much . . ."

Dahlia has still something to say but Carl already interrupted her by claiming her lips.  Because he gave Dhalia a passionate kiss, she was suddenly stunned. Until little by little, the girl was carried away by the expert and good feeling of Carl's kiss.

It was the first time she had experienced that. The lips that claimed her lips felt so pure and unmixed with lust. She could feel how he cares for her and loved her.

When they broke their kiss, Dahlia was already gasping for air. Carl could clearly see the wetness of Dhalia's lips because of the kiss he did to her.

"Sorry about that. I was just carried away," Carl apologized to the girl.

“That was nothing. Actually, I enjoyed it. If you want, I will give my body too . . .” replied the girl which shocked the young man. Dhalia even pressed her huge breast to Carl's arm which made him startled.

He immediately stood up to get away from the girl. If he doesn’t do that, he will surely be swept away.

“No need to do that, Dhal. I respect you. I love you, so, I don't oblige you to give your body to me. Is that clear? I can wait, sweetheart, because I love you so much. When you love me already and I am there in your heart, I swear, I’m going to claim you. Mark my word, sweety.”

Because of the words Carl uttered, a part of Dahlia’s heart was moved. She took away her stares from him.

"Would you still like me if you would know everything about me, Carl?"

"W-what do you mean, Dhalia?" he asked, confused.

Only a thin smile tore from the girl's lips then she began to tell everything to the man who first valued her femininity. She would not skip a single detail. She would tell him everything that he has to know.

 Even though it was too painful for her to go back in the past . . . she just wanted to release all her resentment in the world.