Chapter 1 Getting You

• “Nicole, are you alone?”
• Two unfamiliar young men approached a beautiful girl named Nicole. They stood on either side of her, as if blocking her path. Nicole’s cold gaze was fixed on the two strangers.
• “Who are you? How do you know my name?” Nicole asked, a bit confused. She was sure these two men weren’t her classmates or seniors. The pretty girl was at a school friend’s birthday party, but hadn’t expected so many people to show up.
• “Well, of course, we know your name, Nicole. A lot of guys here talk about you. They admire your beauty,” whispered one of the young men.
• Nicole glared at them. “Please don’t bother me. I don’t want to be disturbed.” She decided to leave the party, but one of the men grabbed her hand tightly.
• “Come on, Nicole. You can spend the party with us,” the young man said, annoyed by her rejection.
• “Let me go!” Nicole tried to pull free, but his grip was too strong.
• “Nicole, come on. Don’t be naive,” the two men insisted.
• “Let her go!” barked a handsome young man with a tall posture and sharp jawline, glaring at the two men harassing Nicole.
• Nicole turned to see Oliver Maxton—her senior at school—standing before her. For a few seconds, Nicole froze as Oliver approached. His perfectly chiseled face made her feel hypnotized.
• “Don’t bother her,” Oliver said, shooing away the two men who were about his age.
• “Who are you?” one of them asked.
• “I’m her boyfriend. Do you still dare to bother her?” Oliver wrapped his arm around Nicole’s shoulders, pulling her into his embrace. Nicole’s face turned pale with shock as she found herself in Oliver’s arms.
• The two strangers stepped closer, glaring at Oliver. “Don’t lie!”
• Oliver smirked. “Does my face look like I’m lying? Get lost, idiots! Don’t bother my girlfriend!”
• The two men were provoked by Oliver’s insult. One of them tried to attack, but his friend held him back. They knew better than to mess with Oliver Maxton. Coming from a prominent family, Oliver was not someone to trifle with.
• “Get the fuck out of here,” Oliver hissed threateningly.
• Without another word, the two men finally left Nicole and Oliver. Faint sneers could be heard as they walked away, but Oliver ignored them.
• “Sit down, they’re gone. No one will bother you anymore,” Oliver said, looking at the still pale Nicole.
• “T-thank you.” Nicole quickly moved away from Oliver and sat back down.
• Oliver smiled at her gratitude. He shook his head briefly at the two people across from him, ignored them, and looked back at Nicole.
• “Why did you come to the party alone?” Oliver asked.
• “I’m only here for a short while because a friend invited me. I’ll be leaving soon,” Nicole replied softly, a hint of nervousness in her voice as she spoke with Oliver.
• “You shouldn’t come to parties alone. You saw what happened, right? Two strangers tried to approach you.”
• “If I didn’t come alone, who else would I come with? My close friend couldn’t make it today.”
• “Where’s your boyfriend?” Oliver raised an eyebrow.
• “I don’t have a boyfriend yet,” Nicole admitted, her cheeks flushing.
• Oliver lowered his head, moving closer to Nicole’s face. “So I wasn’t wrong to claim to be your boyfriend just now, was I?”
• Nicole’s heart pounded as Oliver’s face drew nearer. She quickly pulled away, nearly falling from her chair. Reflexively, Oliver caught her by the waist, pulling her close.
• Nicole’s face turned pale with nerves. Her hands were cold and sweaty. The masculine scent of Oliver’s cologne made her feel numb.
• “T-thank you,” Nicole stammered, adjusting her seat to put some distance between them. He helped steady her.
• “Careful. You might fall, Nicole.” Oliver gently stroked her cheek, gazing into her silver eyes.
• Nicole swallowed hard. Goosebumps rose on her skin from Oliver’s touch. His dark brown eyes hypnotized her, but she quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze.
• “O-Oliver, why are you here? You should join your other friends,” Nicole said softly, hinting for him to leave. She also tried to avoid the topic of ‘boyfriend.’
• Oliver smiled faintly. “I prefer being here, Nicole.” He took a sip of vodka offered by a waiter, drinking slowly.
• Nicole glanced up at Oliver as he drank. She couldn’t deny she was captivated by his good looks. Tall, well-built, handsome face, clear skin—Oliver seemed made to tempt women.
• “Do you want to try my drink, Nicole?” Oliver offered her his vodka.
• “Sorry, I don’t drink alcohol, Oliver,” Nicole replied softly.
• “Are you just not in the mood, or have you never had alcohol?” Oliver asked, staring at her intently.
• “I’ve never tried alcohol before,” Nicole admitted honestly.
• Oliver smiled meaningfully. “I see. Don’t you want to try? After all, we’re at a party. It’d be a shame if you didn’t drink. Just have a little.”
• Nicole looked at the glass Oliver offered. She seemed a bit curious. She had never tried alcohol before, but something told her it was okay to try just this once.
• Slowly, Nicole took a sip of Oliver’s vodka. She closed her eyes as the bitter taste burned her throat. Oliver kept smiling, watching her try his drink.
• “Oliver, it’s so bitter,” Nicole said, frowning.
• “Just drink it straight. You’ll feel warm,” Oliver said, offering her another glass.
• Nicole obeyed and drank the vodka. “My body feels warm after drinking this, Oliver.”
• Oliver smiled faintly. “I told you so, Nicole.”
• Nicole kept drinking the vodka Oliver gave her, not realizing how much she’d had. Her head felt heavy, her vision blurred, and her body slumped. Oliver quickly caught her, cupping her flushed cheeks.
• “You really can’t handle alcohol, Nicole,” Oliver whispered right in front of her lips.
• “Oliver, my head hurts so much.” Nicole touched her forehead.
• Oliver lifted Nicole onto the table, massaging her forehead to ease the dizziness. “Still dizzy, huh?” he whispered huskily.
• “I-I’m still a bit dizzy.” Nicole felt weak, and being near Oliver drained her energy even more.
• Oliver pulled Nicole’s neck closer and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her as he whispered, “How is it? Still dizzy?”
• “I-I—” Oliver’s kiss paralyzed all of Nicole’s nerves. “Your lips are sweet, Nicole.” Oliver caressed her lips with his fingers, then kissed her again. Unconsciously, Nicole wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes as he kissed her.
• Oliver smiled, pleased to see Nicole enjoying his kiss. He kissed her softly and whispered, “Come with me.”
• Nicole’s eyes were hazy with desire. The alcohol had taken over. “W-where to?” she asked weakly.
• “You’ll see. Come with me, Nicole. Stay with me,” Oliver whispered, gently squeezing her arm.
• Nicole nodded weakly in response. Soon, her body lost strength and she almost fell, but Oliver quickly caught her.
• Oliver took Nicole to a hotel. The handsome young man took off his jacket, staring at Nicole’s porcelain skin, which excited him even more. He lowered his head, kissing her neck and leaving red marks.
• Oliver moved his hand, caressing Nicole’s lower body, making her shudder and moan. Feeling her already wet, he couldn’t hold back any longer and entered her.
• “Ah, it hurts…” Nicole’s fingers dug into Oliver’s back, showing how painful it was for her.
• Oliver’s expression changed. “You… are still a virgin?”