"Why did you bring me here?" asked Janet. She asked and looked at the man who was now opening a bottle of red wine. He seemed to be quite fond of drinking red wine, as Janet had seen him drink red wine many times.
"Sleep!" The man only replied to her with a simple word.
...
Janet rolled her eyes at him, and said, "No! I am not sleeping here! You go to bed!"
"OK!" The man answered her straight forwardly.
Janet stood there, speechless, and didn't know what to do next. 'Should I stay or should I go?' she thought.
'I'd better leave!'
Janet turned around and walked towards the apartment's door. "I should go. Goodbye!" she said.
"Stop! Go to the bedroom's balcony, in the eastern side, and wait for me there!" demanded Daniel.
He then carefully poured his red wine into the wine decanter, and then began to delicately aerate it.
'To the bedroom's balcony? What's he planning to do?' wondered Janet.
"Can I refuse?" asked Janet.
"No!" After the man sternly replied, he rested his arms on the long table, seriously looking at his glass of red wine.
Janet rolled her eyes at him and then complied, walking towards the direction he had just told her.
Janet opened the bedroom's door and went in. She found that the bedroom was very clean and that the bed was tidy, with a deep brown colored lining set on it. She felt curious at the sight, because it seemed that seldom someone slept there; but the bed was still well made and tidied with clean bed sheets.
Without overthinking things, Janet opened the balcony's transparent glass door.
Just then, a gust of cold wind blew over her, and she couldn't help but shiver from head to toe.
The balcony was tiled with ceramics in deep color, and it had a sunshade umbrella, along with a table and four chairs.
Above her was a glass-made ceiling, through which she could clearly see the night's sky and it's stars.
Standing in the door for a while, Janet couldn't help but step forward inside it.
The urban night scene of the city was now unfolding in front of her, and she could see the city brilliantly illuminated and bustling with all the cars going and coming on the roads. It was quite tranquil up there.
The glass door opened again, and Daniel came over to her, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.
He held on to the woman's waist from her back, who was enjoying the night view near the balcony's rail, and said, "Do you like it here?"
It was quite peaceful here, and he thought it was only fair to bring her here, as she was inclined to be silent every time when she was sad.
"Not too bad." Janet made a simple comment, and then she stretched out her hands to catch the little snowflakes that were dropping down from the sky.
'Not too bad?' Daniel thought and frowned, and then he put down the glass of wine on the table.
As he embraced her waist with his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder, he said, "If this isn't enough to satisfy you, what about we do something else?"
Janet instantly drew back her hands and then turned around to face him. "Daniel, I still haven't got even with you! You made me have to go to the hospital! And now you still want to... Hum! Men are always thinking and dealing with things with their lower part of their body!"
Daniel grinned a smile and lowered his head to kiss her plump red lips, and a seductive aura soon filled the air around them.
Janet's back was supported by the balcony's rail, and her whole body was held tight by Daniel.
"No..." she said.
She pushed his chest with weak strength.
"What's on your mind? I just thought that we could drink some red wine and relax. You're just overthinking things' it's not my fault," tittered Daniel. The man's face softened, and then he grabbed the glass of wine from the table and took another sip out of it.
Janet's face flushed red, 'Oh, so now it's my misunderstanding!' she thought.
She then looked around here, and said, "Daniel, you're so mean. Why didn't you bring one more glass of red wine for your guest? Oh, uh..." Her lips were kissed again, and a mouthful of red wine then slipped into her mouth and went down her throat, into her stomach...
'You are not a guest, and if you are willing to, I'll change your name, and then you'll be the hostess here!' Daniel thought.
With a deep look in his eyes the man stared at the girl, who was now naturally closing her eyes. He hadn't broken up with Kate because he wanted to protect her.
He had tried his best to protect her from any aching or disturbance.
If Janet had said that she cared... He, of course, would have broken up with Kate immediately.
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