Embarrassing Exit

"Weirdo, stop moaning! Wake up! You're having wet dreams!"

I automatically opened my eyes upon hearing that loud voice. I was surprised to find myself in an unfamiliar room, but it felt like I had been here before. Was it just my imagination? Where am I, and why does my head hurt so much?

I instinctively held my head and gently massaged my temples. What happened? Did I hit my head? I looked at myself and saw that my clothes were intact, and my body didn't seem to be in pain, just my head.

"Weirdo!"

"What's wrong with you?!" I shouted back at whoever kept calling me a weirdo.

I glanced in the direction of the voice and almost fell off the bed when I saw Marcus standing not far away. The only thing covering his naked body was a towel wrapped around his waist. What is he doing here? And... why are his abs so perfect? And does he have a tattoo on the side of his stomach? Wow, this jerk's body is impressive.

"Stop drooling over me, weirdo!"

I blinked my eyes as he called me weirdo again.

I glared at him and left the bed where I had been lying earlier. It was only now that I realized I was in his room. That's why it felt like I had been here before, even though the surroundings were still unfamiliar. Here is where the unthinkable happened.

Damn.

"Stop calling me weirdo, freak! What did you do to me, huh?! Why am I in your room?! Did you take advantage of me?! You're so shameless!" I said with tears in my eyes, hugging myself while still giving him an angry look.

He smirked in front of me, and his abs were even more exposed, so I quickly averted my gaze and made sure not to look down because... it's dangerous!

"Uh-huh! It must be. What did you do to me, Miss Wilson? Maybe you forgot that you took advantage of me last night!"

My eyes widened at what he said. "W-What? No! What are you talking about, freak?! I didn't do anything—"

"Let's kiss, Prince Charming," I said seductively to him, trying to initiate a kiss since he didn't kiss me back, and he slightly moved my face away from his.

"Stop, weirdo! You're drunk! I'll take you home," he said, and I felt him lifting me, making my world spin again.

"Prince Charming, don't take me home! Daddy might see us together!" I cried out with my eyes still closed.

"Yeah. I won't take you home because I'm sure I won't be able to escape if your father sees us together. I also don't want to marry you, weirdo," I heard him say, but I didn't pay much attention because I was getting sleepy, and my vision was spinning again.

After a few minutes, I felt that Prince Charming had put me down, and when I opened my eyes, I realized I was inside a car. I noticed that Prince Charming was entering a building. As soon as he entered, I approached him, held both his cheeks, and planted a deep, hot kiss on his lips. When I felt his lips slightly part, I swiftly inserted my tongue. I sat on his lap, subtly gyrated, and pressed my body against his to let him know I was warming up.

"F*ck! You little weirdo! Stop what you're doing!" Prince Charming exclaimed when my kiss descended to his neck. I quickly unbuttoned his long-sleeve polo and continued kissing down to his chest. "Ah!" he groaned.

I couldn't help but smirk and persisted in my actions. My hands moved down to his midsection, unbuttoning the belt of his trousers.

"F*ck! Stop, Wilson!" he angrily ordered, removing my hands from his belt, leaving me with no choice but to stop.

I simply kissed him again on the lips, and he quickly responded. My kiss returned to his neck, and I licked the skin behind his ear, hearing his faint moan. After a few seconds of neck kissing, drowsiness overcame me, and I leaned against his shoulder, forgetting the next events.

I covered my mouth upon remembering everything that happened last night. I was furious with Daddy, and I wanted to temporarily forget all my problems, so I decided to go to a bar and get drunk alone, even though I swore off alcohol in recent days. I got drunk quickly and decided to go to the dance floor to dance, but... I bumped into a handsome guy, and I couldn't take my eyes off him, so I called him Prince Charming because I almost fell, but he quickly caught me. Shit! Was that Marcus? Why... why didn't I recognize him immediately? Or did I recognize him, but I just ignored it? AHHH! OMG!

"So you remember, huh?"

I looked at him again, and now I saw him smirking while looking at me with a grin.

"You are the one who did something to me, weirdo. Technically, I can have you arrested for what you did to me last night because I told you to stop, but you didn't listen. Now, tell me, who has the audacity between us, hmm?"

I blinked my eyes and involuntarily swallowed my saliva. My heart was pounding loudly because I couldn't believe I did all that last night. Was it really me? Maybe not? I couldn't have done that!

"I-I was drunk last night! I didn't know what I was doing! I-I'm not that kind of person!" I defended myself.

He grinned, slightly lowered his head, and I noticed his shoulder slightly moving as I heard his faint laughter. Was he making fun of me?

"Stop making fun of me, freak!" I said irritably.

He raised his head again, and now I saw that the expression on his face had changed, becoming serious. Wow! His facial expressions change so quickly, huh? "I don't want to get married to you," he said coldly.

I raised an eyebrow, undeterred by his words. "Even more so for me! I don't want to get married to you!" I said angrily.

His face is irritating. Hasn't he dressed yet? He's been shirtless since earlier. "Ah, really? I haven't forgotten the night you barged into my condo unit and greeted me with a kiss as soon as I opened my door. Maybe you just forgot, I just want to remind you," he said with a grin.

I bit my lip, feeling my whole face flush with embarrassment.

"S-Shut up!" I said irritably and hurriedly went towards the door of his room, opening it to leave. I stopped in my tracks again when I remembered I didn't have my bag, so against my will, I went back inside his room.

Upon re-entering Marcus's room, I almost had a heart attack seeing him undressed, revealing his plump and smooth buttocks.

"AHHH!" I let out a loud scream and quickly turned away, covering my entire face. I felt like I was going to faint from shock at what I saw. Thankfully, Marcus had his back to me when I opened the door; otherwise, I might have fainted right then and there if he faced me.

"I thought you left already? What do you want, weirdo?" I heard him ask.

I involuntarily swallowed my saliva. "B-Bag. My bag! Give me my bag!" I stammered and panicked.

I heard him sigh and move around. Was he getting my bag? I was scared to face him; what if, when I faced him, he was still naked?

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I saw that it was my bag. I quickly grabbed it and left his room. Before I could completely leave, I heard him shout.

"Wow! You're welcome, weirdo!" he yelled.

"Thanks!" I shouted back and hurriedly exited his condo unit, even though I couldn't compose my face, and I felt completely disheveled.

I need to get out of here and go home. Mom and Dad might be wondering why I haven't returned. I don't want them to get mad at me. Again.

Argh! Why Marcus? I really hate that man! I will never agree to marry him. He thinks he's handsome, arrogant, and ugly! I'll do everything to make sure I don't end up marrying him. NO WAY!