Burning Desire [R-18]

SELF PLEASURE

I woke up with a pounding headache, feeling disoriented. Where am I? I scanned the room and realized I was alone in a hotel in Boracay. I couldn't remember her name, the girl I was with last night. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to piece together the fragments of my memory. I remembered the guy from the bar and her. We had a great time, but everything after that was a blur. How did I get back to my bed?

I groaned in frustration. Nothing seemed to make sense. I picked up my phone and tried calling Megan again. No answer. I tried Sofia and Rebecca too, but still no one picked up. What was going on?

A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I opened it to find a hotel staff member holding an envelope. She handed it to me and left without a word. Inside the envelope was a note from my friends. They had left Boracay. My dad knew about the trip and didn't want me with my friends. The note ended with a warning:

"We are all sorry for this, Arya. Your father threatened our families if we didn't leave you alone."

I clenched the note in my hand, knowing this was Felix's doing. That old rug bastard! He controlled everything in my life, making sure it always went his way. Anger surged through me, and I kicked the small table beside me, sending it crashing to the floor.

I couldn't understand why Felix was so desperate to control my life. Why couldn't he just let me be? I rummaged through my bag and found my Xanzolam. I took a pill, hoping it would help me relax. Lying back in bed, I tried to remember the girl's face, but it was a blur. I could hear her moan in my head, and she was so hot.

My hand slipped under the sheets, and I started touching myself, replaying the night in my mind. Her moans, her touch, everything about her drove me wild. I cursed softly as I reached my climax, feeling a brief moment of release.

The clock showed 2 a.m. I couldn't sleep. I was too tired of everything, too tired of my life. My stomach growled, reminding me I hadn't eaten in two days. I felt empty, alone in this paradise with no one to share it with, no one to laugh with. It was just me, surrounded by beauty, but feeling nothing.

My phone buzzed with a message from Sofia. They all apologized for leaving me alone. I typed a quick reply, sending a random emoji to lighten the mood. But it didn't help. I set my phone aside and stripped off my clothes, heading to the shower. The warm water cascaded over me, but I couldn't stop thinking about the girl from last night.

I stepped out of the shower, feeling a bit more awake but no less frustrated. I wrapped a towel around myself and walked back to the bed, where I sat and stared at my phone. I couldn't shake the feeling that everything was slipping out of control. Felix's influence was suffocating me, and I had no idea how to break free.

I decided to get dressed and go for a walk, hoping the fresh air would clear my mind. The beach was quiet at this hour, the waves gently lapping at the shore. I walked aimlessly, my thoughts a tangled mess. I wanted to scream, to let out all the frustration and anger, but I knew it wouldn't change anything.

After a while, I found a small café that was still open. I ordered a coffee and sat down, staring into the dark liquid. The caffeine did little to lift my spirits, but at least it was something to do. I tried to think of a way to get back at Felix, to take control of my own life, but every idea seemed impossible.

The sun began to rise, casting a soft glow over the beach. It was beautiful, but I felt no joy. I finished my coffee and headed back to the hotel. I needed to come up with a plan, but first, I needed to rest. Maybe a few more hours of sleep would help clear my head.

Back in my room, I lay down and closed my eyes. Images of the girl from last night flashed through my mind, her laughter, her touch. I needed to find her, to remember her name. Maybe she could help me piece together what happened. With that thought, I finally drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was late morning. My headache had eased, but the frustration remained. I grabbed my phone and sent a message to Megan, Sofia, and Rebecca, asking them to explain everything. I needed to know why they had left me and what Felix had done.

While waiting for their replies, I decided to get some food. I headed down to the hotel restaurant and ordered a big breakfast. As I ate, I felt a bit better. At least I was doing something normal. My phone buzzed with a reply from Sofia. She explained that Felix had threatened their families, and they had no choice but to leave.

I felt a mix of anger and sadness. Felix had taken away my friends, my freedom. I needed to find a way to stop him. But how? I finished my meal and headed back to my room, where I paced back and forth, trying to come up with a plan.

I decided to start by finding the girl from last night. Maybe she could help me figure out what happened. I remembered the bar we had been at and decided to go back there. Maybe someone would recognize me or her.

The bar was mostly empty when I arrived. I approached the bartender, a friendly-looking guy in his thirties. "Hey, do you remember me? I was here last night with a girl. Can you tell me anything about her?"

The bartender looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I remember you. You were with a pretty blonde. You both left together around midnight."

"Do you know her name?" I asked, hoping for a clue.

He shook his head. "Sorry, I don't. But she seemed to know some of the locals. Maybe you could ask around."

I thanked him and left the bar, feeling a glimmer of hope. If she knew some locals, maybe I could find her. I spent the rest of the day asking around, showing people her picture from my phone. A few people recognized her, but no one knew her name.

As the sun set, I felt defeated. I hadn't found her, and I still had no plan to deal with Felix. I headed back to the hotel, my mind racing with frustration. I needed a new approach, a new way to fight back.

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. Maybe I should call Felix and confront him directly. But I knew that wouldn't work. He would just tighten his grip on me. I needed leverage, something I could use against him.