Chapter 1 The Man vs AV

• "Have you ever had sex, Amelia?"
• As night fell, Amelia Snyder, who had consumed one too many glasses of alcohol on a business trip, was on the verge of falling asleep. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, the words of her best friend, Ashlynn Ford, began to echo incessantly in her mind like a surround sound speaker.
• Ashlynn's voice echoed once more. "The feeling of excitement is beyond thrilling. You should embrace your youth and explore things with an attractive guy! If you can't find one, exploring on your own is also fine. Don't be shy; I have all sorts of pornographic films, to help you discover a new world!"
• How did I respond to her at that time?
• I can't remember anymore.
• Amelia lay on the hotel bed, her delicate face flushed with intoxication. Her thick, luscious hair sprawled around her.
• In just a month, she would be turning twenty-six. She was already a grown woman, yet she had never had a boyfriend. She had never even experienced a first kiss, let alone anything more risqué.
• In truth, it wasn't the first time Ashlynn had suggested it.. But today, the words stirred up an unusual desire within Amelia. Amplified by the effects of alcohol, she found herself unable to sleep!
• Amelia turned over, still feeling as if some emotion was about to surface. Unable to calm her tense nerves, she eventually sat up in bed.
• She subconsciously licked her somewhat dry lips while reaching out for her phone. With her contact lenses removed and having consumed a bit too much alcohol, her vision was slightly blurred. She squinted at the screen and, noticing the entry starting with 'Ash' in her WhatsApp contact list, she clicked on it and sent a message.
• Send me some pornographic films. I want to see them.
• Seconds later, she received a reply, "?"
• Amelia furrowed With the alcohol breaking down her usual inhibitions, she sent back: Stop pretending not to understand! Either send me a hot man or the porn. I'm waiting in Room 1501.
• At the end of the message, she even added a kiss emoji.
• After sending the message, Amelia waited for a long time without receiving a reply. Just as she was about to get out of bed for a sip of water, the doorbell rang.
• Without much thought, Amelia headed to the door. After all, Ashlynn surely couldn't have sent a man over in the middle of the night.
• As soon as the door opened, Amelia instantly sobered.
• "M-Mr. Fullerton?"
• It seemed he had just finished bathing. His short hair was still damp and dripping with water. He was wrapped in a dark, loosely tied silk robe, revealing the hollow of his collarbone where a few dark tattoos were visible.
• As Amelia’s gaze moved downward, she could see his well-defined abdominal muscles, which eventually disappeared into a clearly defined Apollo's belt.
• Because of his tall and strong figure, he almost blocked the entire doorway. His handsome face was partially obscured by darkness. His gaze, which usually held an aloof and indifferent expression, had changed. Instead,he looked like a hungry beast , intently staring at its prey.
• "What can I do for — mmph!"
• Before Amelia could even finish her sentence, she felt a pair of large hands firmly gripping the back of her head. The next second, she felt his rough lips pressed against hers..
• Amelia also tasted the flavor of wine from his mouth, though it was different from what she had been drinking, yet the flavors blended splendidly.
• Before she could understand what was happening, she found herself pressed against the bed,the man climbed on top of her. Her white nightgown, entangled with his ink-black robe....
• Asher Fullerton appeared to be heavily intoxicated. Otherwise, why would the esteemed president of Prime Financial Group come to the room of a lowly assistant?
• Instinctively, Amelia resisted for a moment but then abruptly ceased. Maybe, it wasn't such a terrible outcome to lose her virginity to such an attractive, wealthy, and influential man.
• Ashe wouldn't recognize her, just as he didn't recall that they had once been classmates in middle school or that they had even shared a desk for almost a year.
• It was merely a one-night stand. As a low-level assistant at the company, Amelia rarely encountered thier CEO. No one would ever believe that she had slept with himr.
• After a few moments of contemplation, she gathered the courage to reach up and wrap her arm around his neck, surrendering to a moonligh of passion...