Love Began with the First Meeting

"Oh Maggie, we will get separated tomorrow. Ah! Please don't forget that my feelings for you is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. I love you, even more than I can put into words."

At the top-class VIP room of the most luxurious entertainment center in M City, 'Living In Cloud,' a man was singing the song, "More Than I Can Say", after he expressed his love to Maggie. Unfortunately, his shrill, discordant voice butchered the song and was incredibly unpleasant to the ears of the listeners. "Maggie, now do you know how I feel about you?" The man continued to disgust everybody with his singing.

Maggie Du spat the straw out of her mouth and nodded. "Yes, I know. And it makes me want to throw up! Excuse me, people. I have to go to the washroom." She stood up to walk to the washroom, barely managing to restrain herself from bursting out laughing. Suddenly, the jeering laughter of everyone else in the room filled the air, and that man turned to Maggie with a sore aggrieved face. "Maggie... You have broken my heart..."

"Haha!"

Maggie laughed artificially and closed the door behind her. This was the best entertainment center in M City, with top-level facilities and state-of-the-art sound-proof system. Before Maggie had closed the door, the music was blaring out of the VIP Room, but shortly afterwards, she could only hear the soft, muted music in the corridor.

Maggie looked around the long corridor, feeling a bit light-headed from the two glasses of wine earlier on. She walked to the end of the corridor, swaying a little. After tonight, all of them would be allocated to different rural areas all over the country and there were no certainties as to when they would see each other in the same army regiment again. Since they would all go their separate ways, a few of them suggested that they go out and have some fun. Maggie had drunk one too many glasses of wine and this time even an entire tub of yoghurt wasn't going to help her recover.

"Excuse me," Maggie shook her heavy head and asked a waiter, "where is the washroom?"

The waiter pointed ahead with a polite smile. "Turn right at the exit passageway in the front and walk to the end."

Maggie nodded. "Thanks." She walked towards the direction he pointed and finally found the washroom.

The soft sound of the water eased her annoyance. Maggie sobered up soon after washing her face with cold water. Luckily, her father had taught her how to drink from her early teenage years, which would explain how someone like her was still able to keep standing on her feet.

Maggie raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. The dim, soft light in the washroom made her reddened face even more charming. Her father had often said that if she didn't have his eyes and character, he would have thought that he had brought somebody else's daughter home. Maggie was quite different from most kids her age. Both of her parents were ordinary people, but she had inherited the best genes from her parents and her face was as beautiful as a seductress'.

She tilted her head from side to side and stroked her hair flirtatiously in front of the mirror. Then she said to herself, "Maggie, you have been allocated to the S Army. Tomorrow, you will meet your dream lover. Oh, darling! Are you happy now? You must be really happy, right? Aha!"

The sound of her laughter resounded across the restroom. Someone was about to open the door to come in, but stopped out of fear and ran away from there.

After entertaining herself for a while, Maggie eyed herself down one last time in front of the mirror and turned to leave the washroom. The woman from earlier on had come back with a waitress to check what was going on inside the washroom. The waitress was taken by surprise when she saw Maggie walk out casually. She said to the woman beside her, "Perhaps she is just drunk."

Finally, Maggie walked back to the VIP room in a good mood. Much to her horror, however, instead of entering Room 6069, she had accidentally opened the door of Room 6096.

And her dream lover, whom she was supposed to meet the next day, was in front of her very eyes at that very moment. However, that wasn't all. Maggie's mouth gaped wide open at the scene unfolding right before her eyes. The man of her dreams was on top of another woman, whose hands were tied to one side. The woman's clothes were messed up and her ample bosom was spilling out of her tight top, sneering at Maggie. Her cleavage alone could make any man drool.

Maggie's eyes automatically fell on her own breasts. Her parents had blessed her with everything, except a nice figure. She was hardly a B-Cup, even if she had squeezed them really hard. As a matter of fact, they were just an A-Cup. But the woman underneath the man was definitely packing more than a D. Maggie immediately felt like she had lost the first battle.

"Help!" The woman's scream distracted Maggie. "He is trying to rape me! Please, help!"

Maggie's eyes widened in shock.

She looked at her dream lover with fear. He had a handsome face coupled with a muscular body, and his sharp eyes pierced at Maggie. Even after finding himself in such an awkward situation and under the woman's incessant complaining, his facial expression did not change. He remained mounted on top of that woman, not moving an inch. Maggie looked at both of them and wondered if the man was hard because had a hot woman twitching underneath him. 'Would it be impolite to disturb him?' she wondered, with a pang in her heart. "Uh..." Maggie recalled all the dirty things her friends had told her about sex. She stood there frozen, unable to move.

"You are getting deployed tomorrow. Why are you still here?" the man asked coldly.

The woman under him looked at them both and concluded, based on what she was seeing, that they knew each other. Almost immediately the smug look on her face disappeared without a trace as she knew that she would not be saved. Maggie pointed at the woman and stammered, "You... She said you were... Uh..." At first, she couldn't find the right words to confront him. Finally, she put her foot down and said, "You're having an illicit affair."

The man raised an eyebrow at her naivety and then laughed her off like she was nothing. Pretending to be serious again, he said, "Hmm. You express your grievances to the senior military officer tomorrow." Then, as he looked away from her, he bluntly stated, "Don't forget to close the door behind you."

Maggie was so angry that she had completely forgotten that the woman actually accused him of raping her. With a loud bang, she slammed the door shut before walking away.

"Why don't we just sit and have a normal conversation instead of resorting to force? Could you please get off of me now?" The woman gave up struggling and winked at him with her enchanting eyes. "I don't mind being bullied by you like this, but you have sacrificed so much today."

He ignored the woman's tantalizing words and pressed the intercom to his ear. "Ghost is under control. Over." After listening to the response from the other end, he clicked on the intercom once again and pulled the woman up. He threw her onto the couch and declared, "I need results. I don't care how I get them."

The woman laughed with an unearthly charm. "I like you..."

"Unfortunately, I'm straight."

The woman's lips trembled. "Who are you? Perhaps, we could grab a drink together sometime."