Chapter 3: On the roof?
"Will I go to hell if I lose my virginity before marriage?"
Fil blinked before her irises went wide, her lips falling. Her already red cheeks slowly turned red, almost choking on her breath upon hearing that question she suddenly blurted out.
"Hah." The beautiful man in front of her let out a chuckle, assessing her from up and down. "Will you go to hell if you lose your virginity before marriage?"
"Haha!" Fil laughed nervously. There goes her hope that he didn't hear her. "Hah... sorry. It must be the drink. Pretend I said nothing."
She cleared her throat and looked down. "Sorry. I'll go." Fil didn't have the gall to look the man in the eye. As she turned around to leave, she shook her head mildly, horror plastered on her face, pounding her fist against her chest.
'I'm worse than a pig,' she told herself, pounding at her chest as she took careful steps away. 'I should be dead. What a nasty thing to say.'
She even forgot why she was in this area of the club in the first place. The shame bubbling in her heart was enough for her to forget about her bladder. As Fil was mumbling to herself, she halted in her tracks as that soothing baritone caressed the back of her ear.
"Want to test it?"
Fil's breath hitched, turning her head slowly, only to see his face over her shoulder. The man smiled brightly until his eyes were squinting.
"What?" she blurted out under her breath. "Test... what?"
"Test to see if you'd go to hell if you lost your virginity before marriage. I mean, it's a strange thing to ask, but I'm intrigued," he explained in a carefree tone. "Though what I'm sure of is that, I can bring you Heaven on a silver platter. If you want me to."