She frowned as he was doing a slow perusal of her body again. Almost as if, he's undressing her with his eyes.

She should be annoyed that a complete stranger is ogling her so openly but she's not.

Instead, she can feel her body responding. Heat unfurls in her belly, spreading until she can feel the insistent need all over.

What is she doing? A few hours ago, she was devastated because she found out that her mother is going to remarry. She felt that her mother was betraying her father.

How can she marry another person! But now, here she is, letting a complete stranger turn her on.

Which he is doing well by just looking at her.

She should explain that she's not whoever he thinks and leave but she wants...

She wants him to keep looking at her with that sensual gaze.

She wants to feel his hands all over him.

"So how old are you?"

w.a.n.g Lu asked her.

He didn't want to take advantage of an underage girl. He has to make sure she's old enough for what he's about to do.

"I'm twenty. You?"

He stared at her as he if he's trying to determine whether she's lying or not.

It seems this Lolita is older than he thinks.

Chu Qian takes a quick sip of the water he gave her, breaking the contact with his eyes. She can't be considering casual s.e.x with a total stranger. Even if it is an insanely hot, s.e.xy stranger who has her aching for him without even touching her at all.

He doesn't reply, so she turns back to look at him. His eyes are on her face, a curious, speculative gleam in them.

How can his lashes be so long? She wonders, half in admiration and half in jealousy. "Well, I'm twenty-nine," he says finally, with a small chuckle. "Though you're the only hooker bold enough to ask the guy who's about to f.u.c.k her, his age."

A what! She swallows a mouthful of water, and the water goes down all the wrong places. She sputters, almost dropping the gla.s.s as she tries to get her throat under control

"Here."

He gives her a new gla.s.s of water. She didn't even see when he stood up to get the water.

She took it and took a gulp.

He thinks she's a wh.o.r.e! No wonder! He'd been expecting a hooker. She gives the water back to him, unable to meet his eyes. She should tell him now that he's wrong, but his fingers close over hers.

They're firm and warm and hard, and even from that slight touch she can feel the heated pulsing intensify between her thighs. He thinks she's a wh.o.r.e!

"Are you, all right?" he asks softly. His fingers are still on hers, distracting her, making her think of all the other places where she wants him to touch her.

It's only s.e.x, she tells herself and is not like it's her first time though

She licks her lips, nervous at the thought of what she's about to do. He thinks you're a prost.i.tute! An inner voice of reason screams, but she doesn't listen. She can only feel the growing excitement in the pit of her stomach, and the aching need in her body.

"I'm fine," she tells him, venturing a small smile. "I just drank it too fast, but I'm fine."

"Good." His fingers are still around hers and she wonders if he can tell that her heart is beating like a freaking drum. 'She's going to sleep with this stranger.' She thinks

almost incredulously. She's going to let him f.u.c.k her any way he wants because he thinks he's paid for that right, and she's going to enjoy every minute of it and after that, she will leave, and they'll never meet again.

He takes the water from her and sets it on the coffee table, his eyes never leaving hers, it's hard to breathe.

Why is she doing this? She could tell him he made a mistake and walk out of here. She could tell him the hooker he's waiting for is probably in his way. She could go to her empty bed and spend the rest of the night crying over how her mother is betraying her father or she can just let him fulfil the promise of toe-curling s.e.x she can see clearly in his eyes.

"What's your name?" he asks.

"Chu--Kim Qian she lied, her voice is barely more than a whisper. She didn't want him to know her real name. If even though her surname isn't common in this country she couldn't risk exposing her ident.i.ty. As the young Miss of the Chu family, she has been taught from a young age to never expose herself to the unknown.

"I'm w.a.n.g Lu."

She's really doing this, she decides resolutely, smiling at him. What happens now? How do they go from exchanging names to entwined bodies and clawing sheets?

"Did the bar tell you what I like?" Which bar? "Yes," she lies, guessing that the bar is one sending him the hooker. He nods. "What are your rates?" For a moment, she has no idea what to say. "It's already been taken care of," she murmurs. "Of course, but tell me anyway." she picks a number off the top of my head that she thinks is exorbitant enough for a high-cla.s.s hooker. He looks impressed.

"Seems that dude is becoming generous," he says with a small chuckle. He studies her for a moment. "Sowhat do I get for that?" she pauses. "The whole night."

"Anything I want?"

She took a deep breath, ignoring the warning bells in her head

"Anything you want"

She whispered.

w.a.n.g Lu smirked as he stared at her.

"Well, follow me Lolli."

Chu Qian stiffened when she heard him.

Did he just call her Lolli?

w.a.n.g Lu looked at the woman who has a frown on her face.

"Why, do you hate the name?"

She looked up and meet the humor in his eyes.

"Yes, I do".

He chuckled as he walked forward

"Better you get used to it, Lolli".

Well, what did she expect? Now she's just a hooker and good hookers don't complain she guess.