My one night affair

Chapter 1

Zafierra stumbled as she walked, swaying from the effects of alcohol. She had been drinking for some time now, and the combination of walking and dancing made her even more dizzy. Is this the start of my life changing, or is it just the beginning of it becoming more miserable?

"Where's the path to the dance floor?" she muttered to the air. She couldn't see the way clearly, especially with the crowd dancing around her. She was nearing the dance floor when she suddenly tripped.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" she screamed, her heart pounding as she braced herself for the inevitable fall to the ground. She could already feel the pain of landing. Zafierra closed her eyes, having lost all hope, sure that she was about to hit the floor. But after a few moments, she realized she hadn't felt any pain.

"H-Hey, are you okay, miss?" a deep male voice reached her ears, and she quickly opened her eyes. There, she saw a man's face, more handsome than her husband. His thick, furrowed brows, his sharp nose, and even the stubble on his face made him look irresistibly attractive. *He's so handsome.*

"Miss?" he repeated, snapping her out of her daze.

She blinked rapidly at the sound of his voice, and without wasting any time, she quickly tried to stand up. But because she did it so suddenly, she lost her balance. In a panic, she grabbed at whatever she could, and her hand landed on the man's necktie, pulling them both down.

Her eyes widened in shock as his lips brushed against hers.

M-my f-first kiss...

"Ahhhhhh!!!" she screamed again and immediately pushed the man away from her.

"What's wrong with you, woman!" the man said, clearly frustrated, as he steadied himself after being shoved by Zafierra.

"You! Why did you kiss me? My first k-"

"So, I'm your first kiss?" the man interrupted her, a strange emotion crossing his face that Zafierra couldn't quite understand. Her face flushed bright red, embarrassed that the man now knew she had never been kissed before.

"N-no! I've kissed before!" she shouted in denial, turning her face away so he wouldn't see the redness spreading across her cheeks.

"It's your first kiss, and you can take it back if you want."

Zafierra snapped her head back toward him. "R-really? I can get it back?" she asked, astonished.

"Yeah, yeah, it was your first kiss after all. Of course, milady, would you like to take it back?" the man asked her with a playful grin. Without a second thought, Zafierra nodded eagerly. *So, I can get my kiss back? I thought it wasn't possible. And besides, the man I love won't even kiss me-he's in the next room committing infidelity with my younger sister.*

"C-can I take it back now?" she asked hesitantly, feeling the man's intense gaze on her.

Her brows furrowed as the man stepped closer, reaching out to her. Startled, she protested, "H-h-hey! What are you doing?" she exclaimed, panic creeping into her voice. The man sighed deeply.

"I thought you wanted to take back your first kiss?" he said, his eyebrows furrowed as he questioned her. It was then that Zafierra realized she needed to reclaim her first kiss. "O-okay," she mumbled softly.

"Close your eyes, woman," he instructed.

Zafierra quickly followed his command, shutting her eyes tightly. Moments later, she felt something soft and slightly cold press against her lips. Startled, she opened her eyes to see the man's face so close to hers, his eyes closed as he kissed her.

*H-he kissed me? Is this what he meant by taking my kiss back?* She was about to pull away when the man bit her lower lip gently, and she let out a soft moan.

This isn't right-it's an act of betrayal and sin. But... could I allow myself to experience something like this, just for tonight? Something that Laurence never gave me? Can't I be free, just for one night? If my new husband can be with someone else, can't I do the same? It's so unfair. I'm his wife, I should be the one he's making happy tonight, but instead, he's in someone else's arms. *To hell with it, I'll let whatever happens tonight happen.*

As the man started to pull away, Zafierra quickly grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. "C-can you make me feel good tonight?" she asked in the midst of their kiss. She saw the surprise on the man's face before he grinned wickedly.

"My pleasure, baby," he whispered to her.

Zafierra gasped at his response. "You'd agree?" she said, still shocked.

Zafierra furrowed her brows when the man didn't answer, choosing instead to kiss her again. The moment his lips touched hers, she felt like electricity was surging through her, excitement flooding her body.

This is it-there's no turning back now, Zafierra.

She returned the man's kisses passionately, her hands gripping his shoulders to steady herself as his kisses became more intense.

"I have a car where do you want to go? A hotel, or my car?" the man asked between kisses.

"Y-you choose," she responded breathlessly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he lifted her up.

The man quickly carried her out of the bustling bar and straight to his car. He placed her in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt before getting in himself. As he drove, Zafierra stared out the window, lost in thought.

Is this okay? Laurence won't find out about this, right? As long as no one tells him. But... this really is wrong.