"Hello Damsel!" I made an annoying sound and turned to look at the owner of the deep, husky voice. His face screams perfection: brooding shoulders that would be so sexy to wrap arms around, arms covered with beautiful tattoos, and a few piercings on both sides of his ear, nose, and tongue, I guess. I drool for some minutes but slap myself back to reality. I should be worried about my life right now, not drooling over a stranger; I've just a few hours as a single lady.
"Do you mind having a drink with me?" I roll my eyes at his polite approach. I know what dudes like him want. I flap my chocolate hair rudely, my brown eyes checking him out.
"Go over that dancefloor; you will find the pawn you are looking for; they are all tailored to your taste." I watch the strange man from the corner of my eyes; his face forms a deep frown, but he quickly replaces it with a sweet smile.
"You got good acting skills," I score him in my mind. I snap my fingers in the air, thereby calling the bartender.
"Give this gentleman six cups of short; I will pay; at least let me pay him for his entrainment." My words hold a hint of sarcasm; the strange man chuckles, and I arch my brows at him.
"I hope you don't mind sharing it with me, or are you a newbie in alcohol?" I feel my body boil at that statement; it lessens my ego as a person. "Two more shots, please," I order foolishly. I have reached my limit, but I hate when someone dares me; it hurts my ego.
He drank the six shorts repeatedly and was able to finish it within a minute. I am tempted by his performance and also decide to prove to him that I'm up to the task; it turns out to be my greatest mistake. As soon as I'm done taking the two shots, making it a total of ten shots I have taken for the night, my mind becomes foggy. I could barely stand properly or hold my sight; my eyes were spinning heavily.
"Are you okay?" I feel the strange's breath fanned my ear; he is too close, too fucking close; he is calling out my hormones at this state. I badly wanted to push him away; he was looking like a sweet temptation right now.
"Where are you heading? I can take you there." His question reminds me of home, a home that used to be my haven but now is like a haunted house to me.
"Please, don't take me home." I cry out like a baby, tugging the shirt of the strange man. "Take me to somewhere safe, somewhere away from the world." I plead, hands clutching onto the button of his vintage shirt; his cologne calls me further until I find myself sniffing him like a pig.
"Alright, mia cara (my dear), I will get you to my haven." My face tilted up only to make contact with his dark grin, which made me go weak on my knees.
He leads me towards the upper floor of the club; we trot further until we get to a particular door; he swipes the key card across it; it makes a ding sound, and it opens. We both walk inside; I was wobbling heavily, but he holds me, his warm hands providing the support that I need.
He gently placed me on the bed like a gentleman and went down in front of me. I gasped, highly waiting for a proposal or something, but his next action made a gush of embarrassment wash past my face. Of course, he simply wants to help me take off my heels. What was I thinking? Was I expecting a ring? Pathetic!
He softly lifted my slender legs one after the other and took off my heels. His moves were so posh that heat built up in my face. I have never seen any man treat me this way.
I feel like Cinderella, who is in the arms of her prince charming; although I'm a princess in truth, I know I can never have a prince charming.
His hands accidentally brushed past my thigh, and it caused a spark, my blood running wild. I don't know why, but all of a sudden, I badly crave a man's touch, my core throbbing with need.
"Do you need me to prepare a bath for you?" His voice was so sweet and tempting, and his gray eyes bore into mine; I could read 'lust' he craves me, just how much I crave him.
"Damn this, fuck the pretense, fuck being a virgin!" I curse inwardly, swiftly attacking the handsome stranger with my mouth. He didn't hold back as well; our bodies heated up more as the kiss turned intense, and before we could figure out what was happening, our clothes were already flying out to the ground of the room while we pushed ourselves further into the bed.
"Hmm!" I moan out, wrapping my legs around his waist, exploring deeper into his alluring and delicious lips.
"God! MIA(Mine)!" He groans out in his sweet Italian accent, making me more aroused.
"I want every inch of you!" He breathes out, our breath hitching into each other's ears. This just seems like we have been lovers for years, who reunited; the chemistry was one I never thought existed; it felt like I understood what he wanted, and he, in return, understood me. I can't believe the great Marcella Hunt is in the arms of a man, making out! I bet the world I came from will die from shock if they ever see this.
My thoughts were cut short by a harsh penetration. "Argh!" I scream out like a banshee when I feel my hymen tear most brutally. I have taken a huge risk and here is what happens next......
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