What are you..? 1

"Get your hands off me..!!"

"Help!!"

Roman heard Camilla's scream from inside the women's restroom on his way there.

"Damn it...!" He cursed.

Barging in, he damned himself for arriving almost a little late as Camilla was almost left in her bra and pantie as the gown she wore was ripped and could barely cover her nudity. Roman could see the handprints on her cheeks and body as she struggled with the two men. She was now sobered. Who wouldn't be after receiving two conjugating slaps on her left cheek which is now swollen.

However...

Roman immediately charged towards the two guys, his ocean blue eyes slowly changing its color to a deep shade of yellow. All the same, his fingers slowly formed a black claw.

"Crack..!"

A bone breaking sound could be heard as Roman gave the first guy with blonde hair a hard kick and he flew straight to the restroom wall crashing into it. He rushed to the second guy who made to flee and dragged him back into the restroom. Locking the door instantly. The guy stood up and started moving back immediately he saw Roman's horrifying look. Before he could take up to three steps, Roman swiftly moved closer to him and grabbed his neck. Without any hesitation, he started choking him.

If it were up to him, he would have strangled him to death. But on a second thought, he glanced at Camilla who was nearly passing out. Immediately he flung the guy away and he flew straight to restroom basin made with a marble, crashing into it and it left him with a broken arm as he struggled for breath.

Walking towards the first guy who still laid by the restroom wall groaning in pains. Roman roughly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

Thinking he was about getting hit, he flinched.

"You are going to forget what you saw and what happened here today.." Roman whispered. Immediately both his and other guy's eyes glowed a yellow light, instantly the guy passed out. He went to the other guy and did the same to him and he passed out too.

He walked to where Camilla curled herself up sobbing silently. She didn't notice him come close to her. It was only when Roman touched her face, she flinched turning her gaze to him and she froze.

"What are you...?" She muttered passing out in his arms.

However...

Few minutes later, Roman could be seen with the sleeping Camilla in his arms in bridal style as he made his way out of the bar. He had worn her his jacket to cover up her body before taking her out of there. He already changed back to his normal self, since he wouldn't want to scare people in his half wolf form.

Roman is not a pure breed werewolf. He's a half-wolf and half-siren. His mother is siren while his late father was a wolf. His ability to compel others to do his bid is his siren's ability while the latter is his wolf ability.

On getting to the car park, he reached for her purse and took her car key since he didn't come with his. He took Camilla into the front passenger seat and locked her with the seatbelt. Getting into the car, he drove out of the place heading to his place. He couldn't Leave her alone, not with what happened earlier that night.

*****

Kicking open the door to his room with his right foot. Roman carried the fragile young woman in his arms to his bed and laid her quietly. He was careful enough not to wake her up as he took the duvet covering her up. He went to the bedside table and kept her purse.

Turning to leave the room, he met her curled on the bed, sleeping soundly. Her hair was all over her face as she murmurs some inaudible words.

Roman moved closer to the bed to have a perfect view of her face. His eyes traced her perfect thick brow, then to her cheek which was a little chubby. Instantly, his eyes darkened as he caught sight of her swollen cheek. He could still see the traces of tears that rolled down her cheeks and immediately he cursed inwardly.

His eyes continued their survey, tracing every feature of her face till he got to her lips which were cockled softly. He let out a sigh looking away.

He just doesn't understand himself anymore.

He is a playboy.... yes! And a heart breaker... yes

But towards the woman on his bed, he's suddenly becoming ashamed of his reputation. As he knew, her type won't want playboys and heartbreakers. He just couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

Turning to leave the room...

"Help... somebody.. help me." Camilla subconsciously held his hand not willing to let go as a tear escaped her eyes.

Roman couldn't help but sit on the bedside, patting her hair gently. He couldn't leave her like this, he thought.

He just couldn't help but wonder what happened at that restroom that made him seem to arrive a little bit late. All the same, he still felt guilty for not being a little earlier.

However...

Camilla's lips twitched to a smile as she felt her body pressing into something hard. She couldn't deny it, she felt so comfortable.

"So comfy.."she moaned with her eyes closed, snuggling closer to the hard figure.

Meanwhile, a pair of ocean blue eyes was watching her every move with an amused smile on his lips. Her body was pressed against his tightly that he could almost feel her boobs.

After a little while, Roman's face began forming beads of sweat as he tried constraining himself not to make any movement so as not to wake Camilla up. But it doesn't seem to work as Camilla was glued to him not letting go. He still couldn't remember how he fell asleep on the same bed with her. All these he wondered, because he didn't want to be tagged as a pervert instead of a savior whenever she wakes up. The young lady on top of him is one hell of a torture and he couldn't help cursing inwardly.

However, at that moment Camilla's eyes flew opened. Her eyes slowly scanned the room and her brows furrowed.

"Huh..!"

"My room was never ash painted..." She thought as she made to sit up.

"You are awak..."

"Huh..!" She gasped loudly when she saw herself in a man's arms. No... she was literally on top of him.

"Aaaahhhhh!!!" She screeched loudly and instantly moved far away from him, shifting to the far end of the bed. Her eyes widened in shock. Instantly, her hands began moving around her body, checking if everything was intact.

"What the..?... how did we end up in that position?" Camilla asked, hoping nothing happened between them.

"Nothing happened, right? We didn't do it, right?" She added as she looked at the man in front her pleadingly to say what she wanted to hear.

"Something happened and you still have your clothes on?" Roman simply muttered and she blinked her eyes.

Right!

Her eyes went down to her dress and she breathed out in relief, her body slumping down to the bed in an amusing manner.

"Thank God, I thought we did it... I would have lost it.."she mumbled but Roman heard her even though he couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Are you okay now?" He suddenly asked and her attention went back to him.

Looking at his face clearly, she gasped.

"Why is this face familiar..." She thought inwardly. All of a sudden, her eyes widened as his identity dawn on her.

"Roman Lu..!" She inwardly Screamed.

How the heck did she get into a popular playboy's bed?!

Camilla couldn't help doubting what he had said earlier. She squeezed her legs together trying to know if she would feel any pains but she felt none, subconsciously she let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay now..?" Roman asked again staring at her in a weird way. Immediately, her attention was drawn back to him.

On remembering the position she found the both of them when she woke up, her cheeks reddened instantly. She bit her lips and avoiding his gaze.

"How did I even get here..." Camilla asked as she stared questionably at him.

Suddenly, memories from the previous night started flashing through her mind and she cringed. Immediately, she remembered the incident her lips trembled. Snapping her head towards him, she involuntarily quivered.

"What.... are you?"