The night I stayed at my best friend's house, someone entered my room. I struggled desperately, but the other person pinned my hands above my head. "Haven't seen you for a month, did you miss me?" The low, clean voice was exceptionally seductive. Before I could speak, he domineeringly sealed my lips. "Nora, I'm back." Just then, my best friend Chloe's voice came from outside the door. The man on top of me froze instantly, lowering his voice. "Who are you?!" I answered, trembling, "I'm Nora." "Damn it." The man cursed and quickly got off me. 1 In the darkness, he took out his phone and sent a message. The footsteps outside stopped abruptly. Soon, Chloe turned back and went out the door, the sound of the door closing echoing from outside. I breathed a sigh of relief. Confirming Chloe had left, I turned on the bedside lamp. The room was instantly illuminated. Ethan's sharp, handsome face appeared clearly before me. He was Chloe's boyfriend. Chloe told me he was on a business trip out of town and wouldn't be back anytime soon. But for some reason, he suddenly returned tonight. My clothes were disheveled, my face flushed, and I pulled the quilt defensively, shrinking to the foot of the bed. Seeing the panic on my face, a trace of annoyance crossed Ethan's brow. "Sorry, you were sleeping in Chloe's room, wearing her pajamas. I mistook you... for her." "..." I was still in shock, unable to speak for a long time. After calming down, I whispered, "Yeah, I know. Just a misunderstanding." Ethan and Chloe had been dating for almost a year. He was somewhat aloof and didn't talk much. During the few times we ate together, our exchanges didn't exceed three sentences. If I hadn't been staying at Chloe's place temporarily today, this mix-up wouldn't have happened. "Thanks." Hearing my words, Ethan's brow finally relaxed. Thinking of something, he turned and opened the bedroom door. "I'll go down first. I told her the security guard stopped me at the gate. It would be trouble if she didn't see me." 2 Fifteen minutes later, Chloe came up. But she was alone. "Nora, were you sleeping in the room just now?" "Yeah. Was a bit tired, so rested early. Did you call me just now?" "No. But Ethan suddenly came to find me, so I went down." Hearing Ethan's name, I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. "Then why didn't he come up?" "I told him you were staying here for a few days. Since it's late, he was afraid you'd be uncomfortable with a man coming up, so he left." Seeing Chloe acting normal, I felt much calmer. At night, after Chloe fell asleep, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Ambiguous scenes with Ethan kept flashing in my mind. The burning breath on my neck and chest. The hot palm wandering on my waist. The firm and strong body pressed against me. It seemed the harder I tried to suppress them, the more those images spread like a virus... Invading all my nerves. Chloe said although Ethan treated her well, he was somewhat cold in that aspect. But just now, he was clearly overly enthusiastic... Like a hungry wolf, wanting to devour me alive. 3 The next evening, Chloe called Ethan over, and we ate at a nearby restaurant together. After ordering, Chloe went out to the restroom. Only Ethan and I were left in the private room. Ethan and I didn't communicate much to begin with; he was quiet, and I was somewhat introverted. After what happened last night, the atmosphere was even more awkward when we were alone. After a moment of silence, I reached for the water pitcher to pour water, trying to find something to do. But Ethan, sitting opposite, reached over at the same time. The moment his cool fingertips touched mine... I jerked my hand back as if electrocuted. Noticing my reaction, Ethan also froze, his ears turning slightly red. But a moment later, he took the initiative to pick up the pitcher and poured me a glass of water. "About last night, do you still mind?" Ethan handed over the glass. Looking at his slender fingers with distinct knuckles, my face instantly turned red. "No... don't mind anymore. Just a mix-up, we both know." I lowered my eyes to take the glass, making myself look calm enough. But my mind associated everything with those long hands of his. The hot palm sliding down my waist. Every inch moved brought a burning numbness. I hadn't dated much. Except for a first love in high school that lasted only three months and stopped at hugging and kissing. I had no intimate contact with men at all. What Ethan did to me was a first. "Don't worry, I'll pretend nothing happened. After all, you didn't mean to. I won't tell Chloe either, affecting your relationship." Chloe was my best friend. I never thought about having anything to do with my best friend's boyfriend. Ethan didn't cause me any substantial harm either. Just letting it pass. That was the best for everyone. "Thank you." Soon, Chloe came back. Our conversation stopped abruptly. Near the end of the meal, Chloe received a call saying there was an urgent matter at the company and she had to go back for overtime. She asked Ethan to drive me home. Ethan agreed. 4 The past few days, because Ethan was on a business trip, Chloe asked me to keep her company. Now that Ethan was back, he would naturally go to Chloe's often. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to continue staying there and disturb them. The apartment I rented was in an old complex; cars couldn't drive in, and there were no streetlights on the side. Afraid it would be dangerous for me alone, Ethan politely walked me downstairs to the apartment building. When we reached the entrance, the familiar security guard uncle walked over. "Oh, boyfriend sending you back today. Hmm, handsome. Little girl has good taste!" Hearing the security guard's words, I instantly blushed. I waved my hand hurriedly, "Uncle, you're mistaken, he's not my boyfriend. Don't talk nonsense!" "Still shy. What's there to hide, such a handsome boyfriend, can't show people?" The security guard didn't believe me and teased. I looked awkwardly at the silent Ethan beside me, wishing I could find a hole to crawl into. "This is my best friend's boyfriend. Just dropping me off on the way." Seeing my nervous and helpless look, the security guard realized he was mistaken. Apologized and walked away. "Um... thank you for sending me back. I'll go up first, you go back early too." "Mm." After getting home, I slumped onto the sofa, feeling deflated for a moment. The security guard really overestimated me. How could an ordinary, inconspicuous existence like me have a boyfriend as handsome as Ethan? He was six foot two, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. A model-like face even more exquisite than celebrities. Probably due to my personality since childhood, I actually had a natural fear of that kind of striking, aggressive beauty. But Chloe was different. She was a standard bright and flamboyant beauty. Whether in appearance or temperament, she matched Ethan well.
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