Sleep with Darren.

Darren's black eyes watched Lana devour her food. The woman looked hungry remembering how hastily she had eaten. Every now and then, her hand that was busy holding the fork brushed the strands of her hair behind her ear because it often fell to cover her view.

Lana stopped eating when she realized Darren was watching her non-stop. A small glance behind her eyelashes could see the man staring at her. Especially with both hands just crossed on the table without touching a morsel of food.

"You have to eat," Lana said in a low voice.

"I'm not hungry."

"But you still have to eat. It's not good that you often skip your dinner, Darren. Aren't you afraid of getting sick? You could get hit―"

"Are you swearing at me?"

"N-no." Lana stutters. "I just don't want you to miss your dinner, Darren. You should be more concerned about your health."

"Then why don't you feed me?"

"What?!" Lana shrieked in surprise.

"My hands are too tired to lift the knife and fork," said Darren casually.

Lana was made immobile. Both of her faces were red from Darren's gaze and attitude which was beyond her control. Was that guy teasing her on purpose?

"I was waiting for you, Lana."

Lana bit her lower lip. Nervously, she stood up and took a piece of meat from Darren's plate and fed the man. Lana could see Darren grinning as he chewed his food. It was clear Darren was teasing her.

"It doesn't taste too bad," Darren commented.

Lana dropped Darren's knife and fork onto the plate.

"I'm done with my food. You can continue eating on your own, Darren."

Just as Lana put her plate on top of the sink, she felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist. Lana's body immediately tiptoed in surprise. Especially with Darren's head resting comfortably on her neck.

"Darren!" she screamed in surprise. "W-what are you doing."

"Dinner time is over. Time to get my pay, Lana," Darren whispered right in Lana's ear which made her body shudder in horror.

It's much more thrilling than the first time Lana has done it with Darren. Her heart raced like a horse race. Her hands trembled over Darren's arms which were tightening around his waist. In one tug, Lana had turned to face Darren with her body pressed back.

Lana could feel Darren's warm lips pressing against hers. His mouth licked with a soft kiss. Lana jerked her head back and struggled with all her might, a short scream escaping her lips. Darren's hands ran through her hair, pulling her head closer.

Lana's hand was burning. Subconsciously she placed it on Darren's chest. She could feel Darren's strong heartbeat and the heat radiating from under his thin shirt.

Darren grimaced as if he had just been touched by a hot iron. The feeling of Lana's body in his arms was more than he could bear. Darren couldn't wait any longer. He wanted Lana in his bed. He wanted to explore every inch of Lana's body and feel how she was….

"Shit," Darren cursed unable to contain the exploding desire.

Suddenly Lana's body was carried by Darren who carried her up to the room. Without letting go of the bite on her lips, Darren felt every inch of Lana's mouth seductive.

When he arrived at the room, Darren immediately dropped Lana's body on the bed. He pressed Lana's slender body, pressed her head against the bed, and pressed her lips again.

"D-Darren," Lana said frantically.

Even though it wasn't the first time they had made love, it had been a while and Lana was still not very good at intimate matters like this.

Lana felt paralyzed with a confusing mix of feelings of fear, arousal, and increased need. Darren's big hand slipped from under Lana's neck to her bare chest. Darren's thumb caressed her light skin. Lana struggled as Darren's hand moved to her stomach. An electric shock spread throughout Lana's body. Lana's eyes opened wide as she met Darren's eyes, as Darren tucked a thigh between her knees while Darren's hairy legs teased her skin deliciously.

Trembling, Lana heard her own pleasurable sigh in the darkness, her voice breaking as she asked Darren to ease the agony she was experiencing.

"Ah! Darren!"

Shocked by his intimate invasion, Lana gasped and tried to walk away.

"Shh… calm down, Lana. I'm not going to hurt you," Darren said hoarsely. "You really drive me crazy… really…." Darren deliberately caressed Lana gently, moving deeper and deeper.

Lana screamed, swallowed up by a rolling storm of passion, bubbling pleasure washing over her like a mighty ocean wave. Her breath caught in her lungs, as the highest pleasure blew her away. Lana found that she was half enclosing Darren, her head resting on his shoulder, her body pressed against Darren's protecting her.

"I don't accept running away from you, Lana," Darren muttered, "this is my warning."

She doesn't know if she heard it or not because at this time Lana's eyes were already closed with her body inching to find warmth in his arms.

***

Lana blinked her eyes as she woke up from her deep sleep. She glanced at the open balcony door. Darren was seen standing outside in his nightgown. His body was with his back to the balcony door, busy talking to someone on the phone.

Lana watched from the bed. There was only light from the moonlight coming in through the balcony window, but Lana was pretty sure it was Darren talking to someone.

Dimly though, Lana could hear Darren talking about someone she didn't know whom he was on the phone with.

"Don't let her know about this matter," said Darren, "I want you to find out more."

What does 'she' mean by Darren? Is this about work? Was the person Darren was talking to Rafael? why are they still talking about work at this time of night?

Afraid that Darren would catch her eavesdropping on her conversation, Lana hurried back to sleep. She didn't want to worry about things that didn't concern her because after this… after she paid her debt with Darren, she would never go back to dealing with him again.

***

Darren hung up the phone with Rafael. He immediately returned to the room and saw Lana who seemed to be fast asleep with a thick blanket covering her body up to the base of her neck.

If it is true that the death of Lana's parents was involved in someone else's intervention, then it is premeditated murder. Lana couldn't find out about this matter or she would be hysterical knowing that her mother and father's deaths were no ordinary deaths. But there is someone who deliberately kills them for their own benefit.

Darren sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Lana's sleeping face. He then whispered softly in Lana's ear.

"You owe me a lot, Lana," Darren whispered, "and I deserve it."