Not a whore!

She gasped at his words and bit her tongue a few times to clear her mind that she wasn't hallucinating. " huh?" was all she could say. but instead of replying, he resumed his stroll.

Regina trailed behind him timidly and her heart started to race excitedly. Her head raised a little to find Sasha secretly spying on her. She almost grinned with pride, but it didn't seem as though her attention was focused on the man, but on her instead.

"Where are we going?" She asked innocently, but received no response. He was walking so quickly that she had to run to keep up with him. "Wait... Can't you slow down a bit? Your legs are so much longer than mine, you know," she complained, giving him puppy dog eyes, but he ignored her. When they reached a door with a beautiful design, he took out a key card.

"Now tell me why you are dressed up like this, young miss." He finally spoke up and unanimously swiped the key card. The door beeped a little before clicking open. It was the VIP section of the hotel rooms situated by the right wing of the bar.

Regina looked a little confused. A nervous chuckle escaped her lips as she quickly took that opportunity to practice the lines in her head. She couldn't afford to mess up again. His voice was now less cold and he seemed to be in a hurry and she wasn't ready to fail.

"You don't think I'm a whore?" She asked, giving him an angry face.

" I don't know. " He replied bluntly, making her heart ache. " I see... " she replied.

Whatever I am is none of your concern, to be honest. Just focus on what you need to do and find pleasure in it, while I achieve my own goals." Regina's statement caused him to pause briefly, unamused. Many women had attempted this approach before...

As soon as they entered the suit, the door behind them closed. Regina, still new to all these curled herself on a nearby chair as if waiting patiently for his instructions, breathing in steadily.

Glancing at her, he smirked, "There's no need to act like you're inexperienced. Go to the bathroom and freshen up. I have no idea how many guys you've been with today," he said casually, causing Regina's eyes to flash with anger.

Instead of retaliating, she clenched her fists. It seemed as though he was intentionally trying to provoke her into revealing the truth. "Listen, I'm clearly inexperienced in all of this. Can't you just act like a regular person and get what you want already?" She sighed in frustration, clicking her tongue and rolling her eyes.

"I have yet to encounter a rational individual who behaves as irrationally as you do, Lady. It's clear to me that you're nothing but a fake. What a disappointment," he said, smirking as he slowly removed his jacket.

Regina stood up from the couch and walked towards him, pointing as she glared. "You're not even that good-looking, you fool!" She quickly covered her mouth, realizing her words, but the man appeared amused.

"I see," he said, walking closer to her and slamming his hand against the wall behind her. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his eyes, feeling butterflies in her stomach. Her knees grew weak, and she gasped.

"I was correct, you are not a slut." With that statement, he forcefully kissed her, attempting to slip his tongue into her mouth, to which she willingly allowed. He bit her lip, causing her to open up and allow him access.

She immediately stopped breathing and closed her eyes as he grabbed her hair with his left hand and felt the kiss. She let out a soft moan, causing his hands to move around her waist. She moaned softly again, "His hands are so cold. I love it. Oh no, what are you thinking, Regina." She tried to pull away, but the kiss clouded her mind, causing her body to surrender. It was a betrayal; her body was betraying her.

He parted his lips from hers,a frown settled on his face, Regina eyes where still close as she waited for him to continue.

" You're really new to these. You don't even know how to kiss? " Although his mask was covering the upper art of his face, Regina could still tell that he had a frown on.

She felt a little sad about the fact that he might leave her, due to her in ability to return kisses, but what he said next totally suprised her to the core.

" You're probably a virgin too, right? I get to disvirgin you." His voice was now deep, husky and deadly carry warnings as he spoke. " Your lips taste like fresh mangoes. So sweet" he licked his lips.

Regina shivered at his mere touch, His aura is like a palpable force field, radiating an unyielding dominance that commands reverence and inspires awe. It's as if the very air around him is electrified, crackling with an energy that warns of unbridled power and unrelenting authority. Any being who dares approach him can't help but tremble, their knees weakening beneath the weight of his imperial presence.

His cold touch is like a blessing from the gods, imbuing everything he contacts with an aura of majesty and splendor. His fingertips seem to leave trails of pleasure, as if the very essence of the divine has been distilled into his being. When he gestures, the air shimmers with an otherworldly light, as if the fabric of reality itself is being reshaped by his will.

His dark gaze is like a piercing vortex, drawing in the souls of those who dare meet his eyes. It's a void so profound, so unforgiving, that even the bravest quail before its intensity. His eyes seem to see right through the veil of mortality, beholding the very essence of one's soul.

Regina's heart raced as she gazed up at the masked stranger, his long white hair cascading like moonlight down his chiseled features. His dark eyes burned with an intensity that left her breathless, and the golden and white mask glinted in the dim light, adding an air of mystery to his already captivating presence.

The stranger's gloved hand traced the curve of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. His touch was like ice, yet it ignited a fire within her. Regina's lips parted, and she felt herself getting lost in the depths of his eyes.

The stranger's mask glinted as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a whisper-soft caress. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the thrill of the unknown.

Regina's hands slid up his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his tailored suit. The stranger's fingers intertwined with hers, his grip firm yet gentle, as he pulled her closer.