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chapter 1 Hi, my name is Katana. I'm currently a college student taking up Criminology. To be honest, I never really wanted this course. My mom and dad were the ones who chose it for me because I don't have the means to support my own education. If it were entirely my choice, I would have taken Medicine. Right now, I'm busy because of the large amount of material we have to memorize for our subjects. We're already in our third year, so we need to focus even more on our studies. "Kath, come on! May and the others are waiting outside," one of my friends called out to me. "I'll follow later, maybe. I still have a lot of things to do," I said. "Come on. It's May's birthday, and she's treating everyone." I couldn't help but laugh at what my friend said. When it comes to free food, she never says no. I just let them go ahead while I walked toward the gate and hailed a ride home. As soon as I got back, I started preparing dinner since I live in a condominium. Yes, I live in a condo, but I don't even have my own car. Everyone thinks I'm just an ordinary person, but the truth is that my parents are wealthy. That's why they've always been able to make decisions for me, even when I don't agree with them. They're rich, but whenever I ask why they wanted me to take Criminology, I can't help but wonder why they didn't choose Business Administration instead, considering they have a company of their own. My parents can be confusing sometimes, but I just let it be. Besides, I'm enjoying my life somehow. I was almost done cooking when my phone suddenly rang. "Yes?" I answered. "Are you home already?" the person on the other end asked. "Yeah. I'm just preparing my dinner. How about you?" "I have a surprise for you. I'm coming over." I laughed at what the caller said before the line suddenly disconnected. After finishing in the kitchen, I immediately went to my room to freshen up and changed into a simple, lightweight nightgown. Then, all of a sudden, I noticed a strange smell. Alcohol. I never drink inside my condo because my mom might find out if she ever visits, so I usually drink outside instead. When I turned toward the bedroom door, I nearly screamed. It was Blake, my boyfriend. "You scared me," I said. He laughed. He looked incredibly handsome in his white polo shirt and jeans that fit him perfectly. I had missed seeing him. "I just missed you. We haven't seen each other for almost three months," he said. I missed him too. I walked over to him and kissed him on the lips. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. The distance between us disappeared instantly, and I could feel how much he had missed me as well. I couldn't help but smile as the kiss deepened. My heart began to race, and warmth spread through my body when his kisses trailed down to my neck. "ah ahmmm" I could feel the warmth of his hands as he held me close. The moment felt intimate and familiar, making it even harder to hide how much I had missed him. He gently guided me toward the sofa, and I sat down. Even though the lights were off, the moonlight streaming through the window illuminated the room. My face felt warm, and I watched as he removed his outer clothing. Growing impatient, I helped him take off his jeans, and he laughed softly at my eagerness. Three months apart had clearly been difficult for both of us. "Damn, that's big, huh?" I muttered. "Do you want to touch it first?" he asked. I wet my lips nervously and reached out, slowly touching him. A low groan escaped his lips, his voice husky and breathless. "ohh lovee" We had been intimate before, but this was the first time I had been this bold. I was curious, but also a little overwhelmed. Suddenly, he pushed me back onto the sofa. "Stop it," he said. I was startled by the firmness in his voice. "Didn't you like it?" I asked shyly. He shook his head. "No. Just don't do that." He took hold of my hands and pulled me closer. The atmosphere between us grew more intense as he kissed me again. Despite the faint scent of alcohol, he still smelled familiar and comforting. Then he helped me to my feet and gently turned me around. "I love you, Tana," he said softly. "I love you more, Ba—" My words were cut off as the moment between us became more passionate. Surprised, I instinctively gripped his hand for support. "You're so beautiful, Tana," he whispered. "ahh ahmmm blake" i whispered too. The room felt warmer with every passing second. My heart raced, and I could barely think straight as we held each other close. "more baby more s**t i want more" "As you wish, my love," he replied when I urged him not to stop. The intensity of the moment continued to build until he suddenly pulled away. I frowned in frustration. Things had been getting exciting, and now he had stopped. "Don't get mad, my love. I'm all yours tonight," he said with a smile. He guided me back onto the sofa, this time facing him. He knelt in front of me and brushed a strand of hair away from my face. "I couldn't hear you very well earlier," he teased. "Maybe now I can." Before I could respond, he kissed me again. I clung to him as emotions overwhelmed me. My thoughts were a blur, and all I could focus on was him. "Blake, please..." I whispered, trembling. "Please what, my love?" he asked. "More f**k me harder... I can't take it anymore." He pulled me into his arms, and the rest of the world seemed to disappear as we lost ourselves in the moment together. I lay there, trying to catch my breath, while he gently helped me clean up. "I love you, my love," he said softly. After saying those words, he leaned down and kissed my forehead. A warm smile spread across my face. Feeling safe and comforted in his presence, I slowly grew sleepy. Before long, exhaustion took over, and I drifted off to sleep beside him.