He stood there for a few moments, just watching as she fumbled through the bag she had brought along. Blindfolded, she couldn''t tell which card held the half a million, so she clutched them all.


    "Go for the silver one. That''s got the half a million I just transferred," she said. No sooner had she spoken than he pulled her down, his kiss as fiery as ever.


    The cards slipped from ra''s hand, scattering across the bed. His intensity left her a bit bewildered, but she found it thrilling. Who doesn''t love someone who''s all in? No one wants a cold shoulder.


    A small smile yed on her lips as she patted his back. To her, he was just a waiter she had once been involved with, someone who catered to clients like her. Ever since theirst encounter, he''d developed a deep crush and had been waiting for her return.


    She, on the other hand, had moved on and forgotten, unintentionally leaving his feelings in the dust. Seeing him again, he was clingy and ecstatic. He''d waited alone for so long that the loneliness had be unbearable.


    ra realized she wasn''t the type to keep pets, but he was like a loyal pup- always seeking her touch, never far from her side. She''d been feeling a bit lonely too, like an adventurer exploring uncharted territory alone. Now, with someone beside her, it felt pretty good.


    She expected tonight would be like before-a little taste test, a sweet treat for him to enjoy. Surprisingly, he wasn''t satisfied, whispering in her ear, "Is it okay?"


    ra furrowed her brow, a whirlwind of thoughts racing through her mind, leaving her slightly disoriented. Without waiting for her response, he guided her hand over his face, chest, neck-damp with suppressed longing. Even through the fabric, it was clear things were about to get intense.


    Since losing her memory, ra hadn''t experienced anything quite like this. But snow that she''d decided to keep him as her sugar baby, she shouldn''t leave him hanging.


    "Yeah, I guess it''s fine," she finally said.


    No sooner had the words left her mouth than he was all in. The once pleading man turned overwhelmingly assertive, and nothing she said could deter him. They carried on until who knows when, his energy seemingly endless while hers waspletely drained.


    Her voice was hoarse, her body aching.


    "Z, can we sleep now?" she whispered.


    "Say my name again," he urged.


    "Z," she obliged.


    The moment she said it, he lunged at her with renewed excitement. ra was swept away by his passion all night, finally surrendering to sleep as dawn broke.


    Half-asleep, she felt him bathing her. Without opening her eyes, she leaned up and brushed her lips against his, drifting offpletely.


    Her gentle kiss seemed to freeze him with joy, wrapping her in a tight embrace as if trying to merge her into his very being.


    When ra woke up, the room was empty. She rubbed her temples, realizing she felt refreshed. On the bedside table, a balm sat there, presumably for sore spots, exining the mild difort she felt.


    Next to it, a clean set of clothes was neatlyid out. Feeling his thoughtful attention to detail instantly lifted her spirits.