Chapter 3 Morning Full Of Surprises

• I woke up early that morning. I was feeling so relaxed like never before. Before I opened my eyes, I thought about the incident between us last night. Truly, he was so gentle and this made it more intense for me.
• I could tell the size of his penetrating tool. It wasn't used selfishly. Instead of inserting it all at once, he went slowly and made me enjoy the moment.
• I felt pain, especially because I was just getting deflowered, but his reassuring words helped me find pleasure. It was something I would like to try again for sure. I planned to find out his name today. I still didn't like that he was a stranger. In our part of the world, this was not good at all.
• Still with my eyes closed, I moved my hands forward to find him. I eventually did, and I opened my eyes hoping to hear him say “Good morning, sleeping beauty” just like the way I used to read in novellas.
• But that was the exact opposite of what happened to me.
• I opened my eyes to find out that I was touching my pillow. I couldn't find the strange man who made love to me. I stood up and looked around instantly. I could see the bottle of alcohol that we drank yesterday, his robe, and nothing else.
• Seeing his robe was reassuring. I knew he wouldn't go around shirtless, so that meant he had to be around somewhere. I decided to check him outside and this was the time I discovered that I had no clothes on. This made me quite shy. I could not imagine that I was going to see the man who had seen all of my body.
• Nevertheless, I had to do that. I was eager to see him and kiss him properly in daylight. I took one of my clothes and wore it before I ran outside the room. I was so eager and excited about that point. I went outside the room only to find out that she was nowhere to be found. I didn't know his name, so I couldn't call him out at all. I was so worried, and I also knew that I could break down in tears very soon.
• I had to go back inside, but an inscription made me stop. Someone had written words, and it was written on the ground. Right beside the inscription, I saw the pin I used for my hair. I had to check my hair to confirm that it had no pins. This was proof that the strange man I slept with did the job. I proceeded to read the words he had written.
• “I ENJOYED EVERY BIT OF LAST NIGHT. I WILL COME BACK TO YOU. I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU ALREADY.”
• Instantly, I started to cry. I knew what this was. I had been ditched by this strange man after he ended up using me. He took my dignity and left me with nothing. I knew I would draw public attention if I continued to do this where I could be seen. I picked up my hairpin and cleaned off the inscription. After that, I walked back into my room. That was the safest place for me. I could cry as much as I wanted without any interruptions.
• This had to be the saddest day of my life. It felt like a breakup but that, thicker than that. I was more unhappy because he robbed me of my virginity. If he didn't have sex before he went away, I might not feel so bad. I felt like he planned everything that happened that night. He made me fall in love with him and eventually made love with me and took his leave.
• That was good for a smart, strange guy. I didn't know his identity. I didn't know whether he was a noble or a commoner. His identity was unknown. This has taught me lessons already. In my life, I would never have sex on the first date and, also, I would never fall in love with a strange man.
• I will watch this from now on.
• I wasn't the random girl. For me to have kept my virginity till I was twenty-five, could attest to the fact that I was very decent. I had several suitors that wanted me, but I turned all of them down. I attracted men a lot, but I was so focused. I didn't want any kind of man. I wanted my original mate, given to me by the moon goddess.
• But of course, I had to wait till I couldn't take it anymore. That strange man had this charisma that made me fall for him like a log of wood. I thought he was the one for me because of our chemistry and, finally, I smiled as he exploited me. This was the work of my naivety.
• That day was the saddest of my life. I had never gone through a breakup and this would be my first. I was in bed till evening. I cried until the afternoon and I stopped. I thought I would be hungry, but I wasn't at all. Once I heard the slightest noise from the door, I would run there to check if the strange man was the one who was knocking.
• My hopes were dashed because he never came. I had to kick out of this trauma in the evening. I knew I couldn't do this forever.
• I have to eat now. I couldn't cook much so I proceeded to cook the simplest meal I had in mind. While I cooked, I looked around at the items that he left for me. I looked at the alcohol only to find out that it was one of the most expensive around the region. It was a rare type of alcohol that could only be found in the mansions of Alphas, Betas, and rich nobles. I had a rethink about this strange man. He wasn't a normal man and there were more strange things about him than his unknown name.
• We drank about half of the alcohol's content the previous night and with this, I decided to drink the remaining just before I went to bed. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep and alcohol was the best therapy.
• I also took a look at the robe that he left. This left me wondering if he left my place shirtless. I didn't want to think too much about this. I had to leave him to his business.
• The robe was unnecessarily familiar. I didn't see all these the previous night because I was drunk with love and wine and because it was dark.
• The robe looked like the one worn by royal families. If I was right, this strange man had to be the Alpha of the Alpha's son. I didn't know the probability of this.
• Also, this strange man might be a thief. He could have stolen the robe and this must be the reason why he couldn't wear it openly. He had to leave shirtless. This made a lot of sense.
• But the truth is, I didn't like the sense it was making. I knew I would overcome this trauma, but I didn't know how long it would take.
• It was on this day that I discovered that eating stress was real. This was what I did on that day. I ate until I was tired, then I ended it all with alcohol.
• I slept drunkenly, and I woke up with a hangover. I did this for three days straight. I wanted this strange man to come back to me once more. Even if he was going to come back and exploit me once more, I didn't care. I wanted to see his face and finally get to find out his name.
• On the third day, I stopped this. I didn't know what came upon me, but I stopped drinking and I stopped living a carefree life. I started to be intentional about my healing.
• I did what I would do on a normal basis. I went back to work and I was fine. I still remember his face and I thought about him once in a while, but I was fine.
• I went back home at night and I cooked myself a delicious meal. I haven't eaten anything healthy in a long time and this would be my first. I ate this sumptuous dinner and I went to bed without getting drunk. I woke up the next morning without a hangover.
• Then I heard a knock on the door.
• I walked down to the door with sleepy eyes. I had my red lingerie on, and it covered my body well enough. I expected to see one of my neighbours, but I met something unexpected. This made me wake up completely.
• He still had the same robe which he wore on the day I saw him. I turned around and saw the same robe on my chair. He must have many of those.
• It was a strange man.