His Contractual Mistress

The following day, Hailey attempted to move on her other side. However, she could feel two muscular arms wrapped around her: one hand holding her head and one arm holding her waist.

'What is this? Am I still dreaming?' Hailey thought to herself. She slowly opens her eyes. And dramatically, her eyes widened. 'What the heck!?'

It surprised her to wake up in this kind of position. She is pillowing Vince's shoulder while her hand rests on his chest. It looked more like she was hugging him as well.

No. She and Vince were embracing each other!

'What happened last night?!' She freaked out.

She asked herself if anything happens last night when now, she is only wearing Vince's white long sleeves polo.

'Did something happen to us?' But she didn't have any unusual feeling in her entire body.

But who changes her dress? 'Oh, my god!' She freaks out once again because her evening gown last night didn't require a brassiere, and so she is naked inside but only wearing T-back underwear.

'Please, god... Not Vince!' Hailey prayed in silence. She's biting her lip as it made her anxious.

And the worst part is, she remembers nothing after they continue boozing up cocktails in the bar.

She let herself get drunk around a stranger.

Now, she's unsure whether they go home to the penthouse because the room seems different. It is not hers or Vince, and it's not the guest room either.

Hailey stared at the handsome man next to her, which she's still wrapped tightly. She wanted to go to the bathroom and take a shower. But how can she move that Vince would not wake up?

'Gosh! I think I still breathed alcohol! I wonder what I did when I was drunk?'

She could not stop pondering that Hailey is racking her head. It worries her that maybe she acted inappropriately around Vince.

Having extreme concerns, she slowly takes Vince's hand from her waist. However, what she feared happened. Vince opened his eyes, and now he's peering at her.

"Good morning," he greeted Hailey with his sweet voice.

But she is embarrassed to open her mouth; might Vince smell her awful morning breath! And she blushes upon staring at Vince's enticing lips as his face is too close to her!

Hailey gets up abruptly and gives her back to Vince. "Good morning!" she replied when she took a distance from him.

Vince chuckled to see that Hailey is avoiding him. It is evident when she averted to meet his eyes and even left him in the room.

"Looks like the sun up above high already! Ah! My phone! I think I put my bag outside!" Hailey is more likely talking to herself as she rushed outside.

Vince shook his head. He stepped out of bed and followed Hailey into the living room.

Meanwhile, Hailey bent down on the coffee table to look for her phone inside her bag. Vince raised a brow. He was staring at Hailey's fair long legs, and his gaze is climbing up to her bottom, which is barely covered by his long sleeves polo.

Hailey turns around, and she catches Vince staring at her ass. 'What is he doing? Is he a pervert now?'

She tries to think of an excuse, but Vince keeps walking close toward her, and her body is moving on her own, stepping backward until her back feels the floor-ceiling window. 'Why is he coming closer to me!?'

"How are you? Do you feel any headaches?" Vince asked Hailey when he is a foot away.

"Um... A little, yes. I... I..." Shot! She stuttered her words as she was nervous. "What exactly happened last night?" She asked in a low voice.

Hailey lowered her gaze to avoid Vince's eyes. However, her eyes settled on Vince's flat stomach. Her cheeks are burning red.

All her life, she has been seeing half-naked men a million times. So why is she shy to look at Vince's shirtless body?

"Ahem." Vince clears his truth before he begins. "I decided to stay in the resort after you didn't stop drinking, and I drank a lot as well."

"Oh, okay..." It made her anxious—Vince then shared most of what happened last night.

"And then, you rewarded me after I swear I won't tell your dad that you got drunk."

Hailey lifted her head, surprised written on her face. She asked Vince, "Huh? A reward? What kind of that be?"

A silly smile playing in Vince's mouth; he places his right arm on the glass window and leans over at Hailey.

"This..."

Her eyes widened. Vince is kissing her!

No. What he is doing is the reward she gives him!

'I kissed him last night? No way! That was embarrassing!' Hailey pushes Vince away.

"I need to go to the washroom!" Her excuse, then she runs to the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, Hailey screamed inwardly. She didn't worry about the kiss. She is more worried that her mouth tastes disgusting!

'Oh, my gosh. My first kiss is when I got drunk! How unfortunate of me! I don't remember what it tastes like!

"Ugh! It surely tastes whiskey!" she mumbled.

When she calms down a bit, Hailey examines her reflection in the mirror. She found out that her makeup almost disappears on her face.

She asked herself, 'Did Vince wipe them off? Ah! I forgot to ask him if he who changed my dress! Does it mean Vince sees my almost bare body? How am I going to face him now?'

Hailey is pacing back and forth inside the bathroom. Then her stomach growls. 'Ah, I'm getting hungry!'

Instead of worrying about anything yet, Hailey brushed her teeth and took a long shower.

Wrapped with a bath towel around her body, one more time, she was staring at her reflection in the mirror. Again, she asked herself how she would face Vince after what happened last night and the morning kiss a while ago.

'Ugh! I would assume it's just a kiss practice!' Hailey consoles herself because the more she would think of it, the more trouble she feels.

Carefully, Hailey pulls the door open. She sticks her head out of the bathroom door and looks around, searching for Vince.

She found him speaking to someone on his phone on the terrace, facing his back to her. Hailey had the privilege to travel her eyes from Vince's broad shoulders down to his fine back and waist.

'What are you doing, Hailey Hillson Davies? You are a pervert now?' And her head replied, 'Of course! Food was served in front of me!' She shook her head and erased the crazy thoughts playing on top of her head.

Hailey made a brisk walk of the distance from the bathroom and bedroom. But this did not hide from Vince. He caught her sneakily walking toward the room.

"Who's sneaky now?" A smile curved on his lips. It amused him watching Hailey from the corner of his eye.

Meanwhile, Hailey inhales and breathes out, then mumbling to herself. "Why am I sneaking around?"

She strides towards the walk-in closet and gets a dress. Afterward, she blow-dries her hair, and after she is done, she starts putting some skincare on her face.

Hailey immersed herself in looking presentable. Once she was with Vince in the High Society places like the M Resort Country Club, she had to appear extra dressed up and look pretty.

"Can I come in?"

Vince is knocking on the walk-in closet sliding door,

she was beginning to panic.

'Why does he want to join me in the closet?'