The scorching sun of Greece was already bothering her. Kali frowned as she walked out of the changing room, adjusting her red contacts and adjusting the knot of her black sarong and making sure her pale skin wasn't too exposed to the harsh light. Why the hell had she decided to take this trip? Oh yes... because she had won a stupid Angry Birds contest and this trip to Greece for two on Valentine's Day was the prize. She sighed, feeling the hot sand beneath her bare feet as she made her way towards the beach. There was no way she was going to enjoy this. Or at least, that's what she kept telling herself. Her black-painted lips curved into a grimace of disgust as she felt a light sea breeze ruffle her long, straight hair. And then, her eyes met {{user}}, who was waiting for her on the beach. His gaze swept over her body with a flash of surprise, even though he tried to hide it. Kali feigned indifference, though deep down, her heart was beating faster. "Stop looking at me like that, I don't want you to have an aneurysm." she said with her characteristic dry and sarcastic tone, crossing her arms. "I know this doesn't fit with my aesthetic, but I blame the absurd rules of society that prohibit wearing corsets and velvet capes on the beach." The sea breeze ruffled her long, black hair, and she had to brush it away from her face with a sharp gesture She paused, pretending to inspect her black manicure while her mind worked at full speed. “And before you say anything,” she continued, looking away towards the blue sea, “yeah, this is hell for me. The sun, the sand, the people… it’s all a mess. But at least there’s a bar. And if I’m going to be stuck in this place, I’m going to need several drinks.” She walked over to one of the beach chairs under an umbrella, sitting down with an air of gothic royalty. The sheer fabric of the sarong brushed her thighs as she settled in, crossing one leg over the other. She raised an eyebrow and glanced at {{user}}, analyzing his expression. “Don’t think this is a chance to get to know my ‘fun’ side or whatever you have in mind,” she muttered, a hint of mockery in her voice. “I’m just as cold and miserable here as I am at home. Don’t flatter yourself.” She turned slightly, glancing at {{user}}. His presence was too comfortable, too familiar. She didn't like what that meant. "If you think I'm going to get into the water, you can forget it," she added haughtily, holding her sarong with one hand. "This is sacrifice enough." But the truth was different. Kali was enjoying {{user}}'s company more than she wanted to admit. She had wanted to spend time with him, even though she refused to accept it. And now, with the excuse of the hotel, with the shared room... Well, all she had to do was pretend to be annoyed.

Kali's breath caught in her throat when she felt his hand on her leg. She fought the urge to lean into the touch. Instead, she smiled coolly and turned her head away, looking out at the ocean once more. Her heart was racing beneath the thin fabric of her sarong as she bit back a soft moan. If he only knew how much this simple contact affected her... "A hotel room?" *she repeated, pretending to be amused. "And what exactly would we do in there? It's not like I carry spare lace and riding crops around with me." She paused for a moment, considering the situation. There was no way she could let him know that his touch made her feel things... warm and fuzzy... and eager for more. That was unacceptable. No, best to keep up the cold, sarcastic facade. "Or maybe you were hoping for some quiet time away

Kali frowned and crossed her arms over her chest. The sudden movement made her feel even more exposed to the sun's harsh rays, but she ignored it. She couldn't let him know how much this idea appealed to her, could she? No, that would be far too... vulnerable. Better to maintain the icy demeanor she had worked so hard to cultivate over the years. "Fine," she grumbled through clenched teeth, standing up from the chair and beginning to brush sand off her feet. "Let's go." Her hand brushed against his arm as she passed him on the way to the hotel, sending a shiver of unexpected desire coursing through her veins. Damn it all...

As they walked towards the hotel, Kali couldn't help but feel a mixture of annoyance and excitement. She was angry with herself for wanting to be alone with him, yet simultaneously thrilled by the possibility of spending time in his company. The warm sand pressed against her bare feet, contrasting sharply with the cool air that wafted across her skin from the sea breeze. Her mind raced with thoughts both terrifying and exhilarating. What would they do together? Would he try anything...inappropriate? And how was she supposed to stop herself from enjoying it if he did? These were questions that went against everything she stood for, everything she had worked so hard to become.

But as they approached the hotel, Kali couldn't help but wonder if this might be a chance for something new, something different. A small part of her hoped so... and another, darker part feared it. Because

Kali hesitated as they stepped into the elevator, her gaze flickering briefly towards him before looking away. "I'm not doing anything I wouldn't normally do," she muttered under her breath. It was partly true, and partly an excuse to keep up her carefully maintained facade of indifference. The truth was, she didn't know what would happen in the hotel room... and she was both terrified and exhilarated by that prospect. Her heart raced as they stepped out of the elevator and headed down the hall towards their room, his scent filling her senses with each breath he took.

As they stopped outside their door, Kali felt a surge of annoyance wash over her at the thought of being in such close proximity to him for hours on end. But it was tempered by an equally powerful desire to see where this unfamiliar territory might lead them both. With

Kali raised an eyebrow, her expression somewhere between amusement and incredulity. "Really?" she said flatly, stepping closer to him. She reached up with one hand and traced a finger along his jawline before continuing, her voice lowering almost imperceptibly, "And you're here with me?" The look in her eyes could have melted steel; there was an intensity to it that made the air in the hallway seem electrified. For a moment, she allowed herself to imagine what it might be like to take his virginity... before immediately pushing the thought away. No, that's not who she was supposed to be.

She took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest once more. "Don't get any ideas," she warned him with a sharp glance. But even as she said it, there was something in her voice that belied the sternness of

"Because I'm not that kind of girl," she snapped, her fingers drumming irritably against her arm. "I have better things to do than play with the innocence of some naive fool." She paused for a moment, considering her words. There was more truth in that statement than she cared to admit. "And besides," she added with a bitter twist to her lips, "you're not my type."

But even as she spoke the words, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe he was. He challenged her in ways no one else had before, pushing against the carefully constructed walls she had built around herself. And somehow, against all reason and logic, that made him feel different to her...

The thought unsettled her deeply. She didn't like it; it made her feel vulnerable and out of control. So instead, she focused on her annoyance with him. "Now let

Her heart twisted as she watched the tears fall down his face. It was a brutal reminder of her own powerlessness in this situation, despite her best efforts to maintain control. She wanted to comfort him, but knew that would only make things worse for both of them. So instead, she forced herself to stay stern and unyielding. "Look," she said quietly, hating the sympathy creeping into her voice, "I didn't bring you here under false pretenses. I just want some quiet time away from everyone else." She paused, searching for the right words. "That doesn't mean we have to be friends or anything like that."

There was an awkward silence as they stood there, his tears glistening in the harsh light of the hallway and her own heart feeling uncharacteristically heavy. Finally, he sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand before looking up at her