Chapter 5
"Sleep in your what?!" Tina asked Patrick, staring at him in shock. She shivered and replied, "No, thank you, sir. I'm okay here. I hope you don't mind me sleeping on the couch. I can manage it."
Patrick smiled at Tina. He had admired her from afar and loved her, having tried to approach her in the past without success. Fortunately for him, Tina was now in his house, and just staring at her beautiful face was enough to make him happy.
As she dozed off again, falling asleep on the couch while shivering from the cold, Patrick let Tina rest. He became engrossed in watching television and soon noticed that Tina had fallen into a deep sleep.
Patrick stood up and carried Tina to his bedroom. He considered letting her sleep in Sharon's room but decided against it, knowing the mess his lazy sister made. Instead, he gently placed Tina on his bed.
As Patrick gazed at Tina's beautiful sleeping face, his right hand unconsciously brushed against her cheek and then her pink lips. He felt an intense urge to kiss her; she was the most beautiful young lady he had ever seen.
Drawing closer, Patrick leaned in to steal a kiss from her pink lips. Just then, Tina stirred awake, feeling his hard, calloused palm on her face, which made her cheeks flush.
She stretched, and as her eyes subtly opened, she saw Patrick leaning closer, attempting to kiss her. Shock and anxiety coursed through her as she sprang up on the bed, catching him just before he could kiss her.
"What are you trying to do?" Tina asked, staring at Patrick in disbelief. She immediately moved backward, recalling that she had initially been on the couch in his parlor.
Patrick felt shocked and embarrassed; he didn’t know what had come over him. He quickly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss you."
"Kiss me?" Tina’s jaw dropped, dumbfounded by Patrick's response. Her sleepy eyes widened as she looked around the bedroom, trying to understand how she had gotten there.
"Where am I?"
"You can sleep here. You weren’t comfortable on the couch, so I brought you to my room," Patrick explained.
"How?" Tina stared at Patrick in disbelief, covering herself with his duvet. She touched her pink lips to see if he had truly kissed her. Patrick tried to explain himself as he met her questioning gaze. She looked at him irritably, wanting to get off the bed, but Patrick stopped her. "Wait."
"Let go of me!" Tina exclaimed, bursting into tears. She moved away from Patrick, realizing they were alone in the house, which made her anxious.
"Please don’t touch me," she begged, gripping the bedspread tightly to cover herself.
Patrick frowned, feeling like a monster. He knew he had self-control with other women, but with Tina, he lost it. He truly admired her and wanted her. Struggling against the strong attraction he felt, he wanted to claim her but didn’t want to force himself on her.
He felt his bulge forming in his shorts and was confused about whether it was love for Tina or just lust, as she was incredibly beautiful.
Tina grew frightened, shifting backward against the bed as she noticed the intense desire in Patrick’s eyes.
"Please, let me just sleep in the parlor," she begged, uncomfortable sharing a bed with him.
Patrick gulped, trying to maintain control as he climbed onto the bed, reaching out to touch Tina's left hand. "I won't hurt you, okay?"
"No, please let me go," Tina replied, pleading as she tried to move backward again. However, her body's path was halted by the headboard and wall behind her, leaving her unable to escape.
As Patrick approached, he gently touched Tina's chin and turned her jaw to face him, caressing her jawline while their gazes locked. Before Tina could say anything, Patrick leaned in and kissed her hungrily, sealing his lips against hers.
This left Tina in shock; she had never kissed a guy before.
Tina's body froze as Patrick's lips claimed hers. He drew closer and kissed her more passionately, leaving her breathless as they parted again. Staring at Patrick, Tina couldn't find her voice, feeling her heart race in her chest. As she looked at his dark, handsome face, Patrick kissed her again and tried to take off her gown, unable to control himself.
Tina found herself succumbing to Patrick's kisses once more, her body betraying her as she felt a warm sensation. She didn’t want him to stop until she realized she was bare with him.
Patrick moved away from Tina and stood up to strip off his clothes. As Tina watched in shock, she shook her head, trying to stop him. She saw something rigid spring up from Patrick's shorts, but he immediately approached her again. "I promise, I won't hurt you."
"No, please, stop." Tina pleaded with Patrick, gently stroking her lips again. Patrick kissed her even more passionately before laying her gently on the bed, making love to her as he thrust into her warmth. Tina groaned in pain, but Patrick didn’t stop; he kept thrusting until he reached his climax, releasing all his warmth into her.
Finally, he calmed down, panting heavily on top of her.
"Get away from me!" Tina shouted at Patrick, feeling pain between her thighs. As Patrick moved away, Tina started crying. She couldn’t believe he had slept with her despite her pleas; he had already deflowered her.
As she cried harder, Patrick came closer and apologized, "I'm sorry." He attempted to touch her again, but Tina slapped his hand away. She cried throughout the night and into the morning, unable to sleep.
"I begged you to stop, but you refused!" Tina cried harder. Patrick was left speechless; he couldn’t bring himself to stop the previous night, nor could he reject her. He apologized again, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."
"No..." Tina finally stood up from Patrick's bed and ran out of his bedroom without caring that she was without clothes. Patrick grew worried as he slid out of bed to chase after her. But realizing he was also naked, he quickly ran back to the bathroom to wash himself before dressing and going after Tina.
Tina wanted to flee Patrick's house, but upon realizing she was without clothes, she ran back to the restroom where she had hung her wet clothes to dry the previous night. She took them down and put them on, even though they were still damp.
She didn’t want to waste another moment in Patrick's house and rushed out of the restroom. Leaving Patrick's house, she ran to the exit gate without waiting for dawn, sobbing as she went.
Patrick cursed himself for what he had done. He dressed quickly and rushed out of his room, not glancing back at his bed to see if it was stained. He couldn’t believe he had lost control the previous night. He knew he wasn’t drunk, yet he couldn’t resist Tina. He thought about taking full responsibility for his actions as he ran out of the house to chase after her.
However, Tina had already reached the main exit gate. Before Patrick's security guard could stop her, asking, "What's wrong?", Tina immediately unlocked the gate and ran out of the premises, heading into the street, sobbing and not caring which direction she took.
Patrick rushed to his car, knowing Tina wouldn’t find her way back to her village. He shouted at his gatekeeper, "Open the gate!"
Once inside his car, Patrick drove onto the road. Not long after, he spotted Tina walking toward a street that didn’t lead to her village. He drove past her and parked in front of her. He stepped out and rushed to her side, noticing she wasn’t looking up; her gaze was focused on the ground as she sobbed.