Stranger

Diana froze when she felt warm strong arms around her. The stranger had hugged her and even buried his face at the crook of her neck. She felt the warmth of his stone-hard chest against her back.

"What are you doing? Let go of me."

"Never," the stranger replied and embraced her tighter.

"I apologize if I overdid it last night. I was too excited and lost myself. This morning as well, I knew you were exhausted, and yet I still could not hold back. You must be angry about that," the stranger continued and Diana's eyes widened when she felt something swell and turn hard against her back.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Diana pointed out. The stranger flinched but kept hugging her.

"Forgive me. I just recalled what you did to me last night and it turned that way again," the stranger said. He sounded apologetic and embarrassed but his member, only continued to swell.

'Why this pervert?! What does he think he's doing?'

"What are you talking about?" Diana honestly asked. She wanted to push him away but with him already aroused; he might get angry and hurt her.

"Are you being shy? So cute. Last night you rode me so bravely and did all those things.  You even left a lot of kiss marks and bite marks on my body," he said and kissed her hair.

"Those were my doing?" Diana blinked repeatedly in disbelief.

"Yes. I never knew you actually liked biting. You can keep biting me next time. Oh, and you can do anything you want, everything you did was amazing. I love everything you do to me. I enjoyed it so much. That was why I could not hold back at all and did you so many times," the stranger said with a light blush on his face.

'That couldn't be! Is he saying he was the one I had sex with, early in the morning?! And we did it so much during the night and he was the reason for my exhaustion?'

"Mmm. Do not move. If you keep arousing me, I might lose my mind again and do you, even when you are still sore and exhausted. Like this morning," the stranger said when she moved just a little. She had wanted to distance herself a bit but ended up rubbing him when he pulled her tighter against his body.

Her eyes widened when she felt his length and recalled the size that filled her in the morning.

'It was this big.'

"Are you saying I did it with you in the morning?"

"Yes. Do you not recall? Perhaps you thought you were dreaming since you just woke up and you were still so sleepy. You agreed to let me in. But you also fell asleep again right after doing it once. "

Diana recalled her hazy memory of her steamy morning. She stiffened when she realized that she had had sex with this man indeed.

Now that she thought about it with a clear mind, it was his voice that she heard and his face that she saw although it was hazy.

"I also did it with you last night?" she inquired.

"Yes. We did it a lot. How could you not remember when I clearly recall every detail," the stranger said like he was sulking.

"I . . . I cheated on my husband?!" Diana gulped in horror.

"W-what are you talking about?" the stranger stared at her and froze when he realized that she was crying.

Diana bit her lip. No matter how beautiful or manly and alluring the stranger beside her was, she could not believe she cheated on her husband whom she loved so much.

"How would I explain this to Kristoph? What should I do? Why did I do something so indecent?"

Her husband loved her so much and never cheated on her. She could not believe she was the one who cheated instead.

'I must have been drunk last night. I can't remember how I ended up doing it with this stranger at all. I only recall this morning but it was also hazy.'

"Diana, what are you saying? I am your husband. Did you cheat on me?"

"No. Kristoph is my husband. I cheated on him with you. Was I drunk last night? I don't remember anything at all."

"That's not right. Diana, he was your former husband. I am your husband now. And do you truly not remember anything from last night?" the stranger cupped her face and dried her tears with his thumb. He looked distressed and worried.

"I only remember from this morning but it was hazy," Diana admitted.

"You were not drunk at all. Diana, I am your husband now. Please stop mentioning someone from your past."

Somehow, he looked anguished. But Diana took that chance to break away from him and further wrapped herself in the sheets.

If she was not drunk, she must have been drugged. There was no way she would ever cheat on her husband. She loved him so much and she was loyal to him.

Looking around, she realized that she was not in her room. She must be in a hotel. With how grand the room looked, it must be for VIPs. The stranger must be someone rich.

She would have run out of the room if she did not think she was naked. She decided to look out of the window first to know where she was. But she could not recognize the place. She had never been there before.

"Kristoph!" Diana gasped when she saw her husband in the garden nearby. For some reason his hair was long.

'He must be wearing a wig.'

She froze when the stranger was suddenly beside her and covered her mouth with his hand. The curtains were suddenly closed without a sound.

"No. Kristoph. Kristoph," she pushed the stranger's hand away and screamed but the people outside seemed to not hear a word.

"Diana, stop it. That was the King of Atlanda, he is a guest here," the stranger said.

"What are you saying? That's Kristoph, my husband."

"No. You must stop. There's no way he is your former husband."

"Kristoph! Kristoph, help me!" Diana still screamed, desperate at the chance to escape the stranger.

"Diana, stop it."

"Let go of me. I need to talk to my husband. I need to talk to Kristoph. Please let me see my husband," she was panicking now. She had to run away from this stranger before she loses the chance to do so. She ignored the fact that she did not understand what Atlanda was or why the stranger was saying that her husband was King.

"No. I am your husband now. And there is no way that person is your former husband."

"What do you mean former husband? Kristoph is my current husband and he will be my husband until I die. He is the only one for me and there is no such thing as the 'former'. We are happily married and I love him to pieces. We have no plans for divorce at all. Please stop saying such ominous things."

"Diana, you are acting weird. Are you doing this to spite me? I am your husband now. Please stop mentioning your former husband," the stranger insisted. For some reason, he looked like he was in so much pain to the point that he looked like he was about to cry. But Diana could not care less. She needed to know where she was and go back to her husband.

"Kristoph is my only h-" the stranger cut her off with a rough kiss before she could finish.

"Stop saying his name. I am going to get really mad. I am your only husband now. You told me that I did not have to worry about your past since you no longer have any feelings for him. Please keep your words," the stranger said. His grip on her arms was so tight and his eyes looked angry and hurt.

"What are you talking about? I still love Kristoph and he is the only man I will ever love in this life or the next. He is my only husband," Diana glared at the stranger.

"Diana . . . " the stranger looked at her incredulously. "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course! He is the love of my life. No one else will ever be able to replace him."

"Does that mean you only slept with me like that last night because you were thinking of that person? You had been sleeping with me thinking about him?"

"Of course! Why else would I sleep with someone else? I thought I was doing it with Kristoph. Even this morning I thought it was him," Diana said straight without blinking an eye.

As far as she knew, she was merely stating a fact anyway. She knew she was being harsh but this man had to know it so he would stop trying to fool her.

The man just stared at her with wide eyes. He looked like he was in a state of shock and in terrible pain. He suddenly seemed to have difficulty breathing. He had turned deathly pale and looked like he might really cry.

Diana gulped. She suddenly felt bad for lashing at the stranger. She must have been too harsh due to her frustration. Now, it made her feel guilty.

To her surprise, the man's irises suddenly changed color and turned red. His whole body was trembling and he looked like he was trying to control himself. Something like a dark visible aura surrounded him and he suddenly looked so dangerous.

"I see. So you were never looking at me in the first place. You had always been looking at someone else," the stranger said.

His voice was shaking and he sounded disappointed, sorrowful, and resigned as if he had finally come to accept something he had been denying even to himself. He looked devastated like his worst nightmare had just come to life. He flicked his finger and left the room without saying another word. His back looked terribly lonely as he walked away.