One Wild Night with Billionaire

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight hit my body, I slowly opened my eyes, feeling completely exhausted. Large patches of hickeys were fully exposed as the blanket fell away from me, and under the sunlight, they stood out sharply. “So tired...” I could clearly feel the pain, as if a car had run over me. Instinctively, I reached down to touch my thigh, remembering the passionate night before, and my face instantly turned red. Just yesterday, at my 21st birthday party, I gave away the most important thing in my life. It was my first time, with the man I had secretly admired for so long, Frank. He was the neighbor, someone I had grown up with and had always liked. But to him, I was just like a little sister. He never saw me as a girlfriend. So, to make our relationship more meaningful, I boldly decided to give myself to him after the ball. I got out of bed and called out Frank's name, but there was no response. 'Is he avoiding me because of what happened last night?' I wondered. Or maybe he just wanted to give me time to calm down? I hurried into the bathroom, my mind racing, and cleaned up the marks on my body. Now, I thought, we must be in a relationship, right? After all, something did happen between us... I felt so happy being with the man I liked. I thought I was the happiest girl in the world. But that happiness didn’t last long. The sound of my phone notification suddenly rang. It was Frank. With excitement, I quickly brought my phone to my ear. "I’ve missed you so much. Why did it take you so long to call me..." “Jessica! You’ve really disappointed me!” Frank's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger, and all my joy disappeared in an instant. I had no idea what he was talking about. Shouldn’t he be happy about what happened last night? Was he disgusted with how inexperienced I was? Or was it because I hadn’t pleased him enough last night? No! Even if that was the case, he shouldn’t have started by blaming me! Shouldn’t I be the one upset? After all, that was my first time! I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but I still tried to stay calm. “What are you talking about? I don’t understand what you’re saying!” “Last night, *you* were the one who suggested we get together and even asked me to meet you at the hotel! But I waited for you the whole night! Why didn’t you show up?” Frank’s words were full of anger, but my mind went blank! If he didn’t come last night, then who did I spend the night with? I felt a chill running through me. Just a few minutes ago, I had truly believed I was the happiest woman in the world. I had given myself completely to the man I loved during the most important moment of my life. But now, Frank was telling me that the man who had spent the night with me wasn’t him? What was going on? I could feel my heartbeat slowing down, and I bit my lip, desperately trying to understand. “What’s going on? I don’t understand what you’re saying...” “Don’t try to play the victim with me! Jessica, I always thought you were a passionate, kind girl! I never expected you would trick me like this!” Frank ruthlessly cut me off, and I had never seen him this cold before. But it didn’t end there. What he said next filled me with complete despair. “I originally felt sorry for you because you liked me for so many years. I was going to reluctantly fulfill your wish. But now, you’ve lied to me, and from now on, don’t ever contact me again!” I still didn’t understand what he was talking about. Why were we arguing when everything had seemed fine just yesterday? But deep down, I already had a bad feeling. “What do you mean? You don’t want to continue dating me?” My voice trembled, full of fear. But that didn’t trigger any sympathy from him. It was as if I had never known this man at all. He suddenly started laughing, even mocking me. “Why would I like a woman who casually invites other men to bed? Just go home! Don’t make me disgusted by you!” He quickly hung up, leaving me alone in the cold hotel room. It started raining outside. The cold wind blew against me, and I shivered. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my face turning pale. I still couldn’t understand what had happened. I wanted to go out and find him to ask him what was going on, but as soon as I took a few steps, the pain between my legs became unbearable. It was the aftermath of last night, and my face became even paler. I had spent the night with a man, and the passionate memories were still fresh in my mind, but I didn’t even know who he was. I covered my face in fear. If the man last night wasn’t Frank, then who was it? I didn’t have time to think any further. I quickly dressed and rushed out of the room. When I looked up and saw the room number, panic gripped me. The room number wasn’t the 503 I had booked. It was 507—completely unfamiliar! Does that mean, under the influence of alcohol, I had mistakenly gone into the wrong room? But it was too late now. What had happened, happened. All my life, I had been the obedient girl, and the boldest thing I had ever done was invite Frank to the hotel... only to sleep with the wrong man?! Oh my god! There’s no one more foolish than me in this world! Just as I was about to flee in panic, the elevator doors suddenly opened. A tall, handsome man in a gray suit stepped out. He walked straight into room 507! Could he be the man I spent the night with? At that thought, my face instantly flushed red! I lowered my head, hurriedly fleeing the scene, not even noticing the curious and questioning look the man gave me. But when I rushed back home, things took a turn for the worse. The house was in disarray, and several police cars were parked outside my door. A few officers were forcing my father into a car! I cried out, running forward and shouting my dad’s name! My father turned back, tears on his face, and could only say one thing before he was taken away, “Jessica! Be careful of Frank!” I screamed as I watched the police car drive away with my father! Neighbors had gathered around, gossiping and pointing fingers at me and my father. I could feel the malice directed at us, but there was nothing I could do. I could only sit on the ground, crying uncontrollably. Why did my father tell me to be careful of Frank before he left? Aren’t our families supposed to be close neighbors? Could Frank really do something bad to me? Or was my dad’s arrest somehow related to him? My mind went blank, and just then, I thought of my mother and sister. I wiped away my tears and ran inside the house.