When Wirata opened the door into the apartment at 7.30 p.m. She found a small note on the refrigerator from Pichani, saying that she had gone to a friend's birthday party. Wirata was not surprised because it was normal for this senior friend to party nearly every night. Wirata had noticed that her mafia godfather did not come here for a while.

All this time Pichani had been dating a lot of men behind his back. She often brought them here and made loud disgusting noises in her master bedroom. But Wirata didn't want to interfere with anyone's personal matters anyway.

Now, feeling exhausted from the Taekwondo class, so she cooked some easy dishes, ate and then took a shower. She turned off all the lights, opened the curtain only a little just enough to let the light from the outside in, so she could see a bit when wanted to walk to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Wirata climbed onto the bed ready for a long nice sleep.

She fell asleep right away but not for long as she wished for when the sound of somebody knocking the door woke her up. She felt so tired and sleepy but managed to sit up and yawn walked like a zombie to the apartment door. Her mind was thinking it's Pichani coming back from the party, not sure what time it was right now.

Wirata pulled the door open. A tall figure of a man stood unstably right there, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, his eyes were half-closed. At that right second, long legs stepped into the dark room and grabbed her, pulled against his tough and tall body.

Her eyes wide open with shock, and more shocking when the dark face bent down, clashed his mouth on hers. Her heart stopped beating for that split second, did not know what was happening. He kissed her hungrily, his breath was so hot, and smelled of strong whiskey, so strong that made her dizzy and felt sick in her stomach. Wirata's heart jumped violently as it could leap out of her chest, her body was stiff. trying to push him away.

Stefan just returned from a pub, having some drinks after family's dinner. Pichani's apartment was on the way, so he decided to stop by, after not having been here for several months.

A sweet scent from the soft body in his arms clouded his mind, he felt strange and different, it made him want more, not want to let go.

Why did Pichani turn off all the light? If he remembered right, she was scared of the dark. The sweet lovely scent was not from the expensive perfume he was familiar with. Stefan sucked her soft lips like crazy, the slender body in his arms stood still and stiffly like a robot.

Felt the need in his stomach, Stefan inserted the tongue into her mouth sucking the soft full lips feeling as if he was sinking deeper and deeper, and while he was losing himself in her sweet scent, Stefan was taken back by a strong knee hit hard on his thigh and another one at his groin! then a fist was sent to kiss his jaws, so hard that Stefan's thinking it's dropping!

"Ouch! What the fuck!"

He swore and groaned, painfully, let go of the soft body, feeling a sharp pain in his thigh and groin. His face went numb. He swore edgily and with anger in his half-open blue eyes, frustrated with... Pichani? Didn't know why she fought him off, that had never happened before. His head spun with whiskey effect and with a strong effective fist!

Wirata took the chance when the man was still bending down putting his hands between his legs, she ran back to her room, locked the door with shaky hands, standing with her back against it, her pulse was racing fast, felt as if she was going to have a heart attack.

Wirata still could smell whiskey in her mouth, Yak! she felt so disgusted, ran into the bathroom and brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth like crazy. Yuck! pulling her face with disgust again and again!

Lucky enough that, when being attacked by an idiot crazy bastard! Somehow she managed to pull herself together, Wirata gathered all the strength she had, held her breath and lifted her knee up, stabbed him so hard in important places with the quick movement like a pro! That announced she hadn't joined the Karate and Taekwondo classes just for nothing!

Stefan walked unsteadily to a couch, sat and leaned against its back, rubbed his temples, touched his painful jaws. his head ached like hell.

That was not Pichani? Stefan still could not make out the answer, the woman who dared to kick him in the groin, so close to his manhood and punched his face! He touched his lips, those soft lips didn't remind him of Pichani. Stefan must make sure his bodyguards not serving him that SHIT again. His world was still going around like crazy, and the pain in the groin and the jaws did not help.

The room was dim with only the light from the outside through the windows. Stefan was still not sure about the woman he kissed, not Pichani?

However, he was not dazed for long when the apartment door swung open with giggling sounds he knew well. Pichani came in, not alone but there was a guy hugging her from behind, touching her all over.

Yeah, that was definitely the bitch! So who was the girl he just kissed and her scent made his head spun around?

Stefan turned to look at the small room where he saw the woman ran in, a blur vision of a slim girl he saw a long time ago came into his mind.

"Oh, shit!"