A night with the cold billionaire

Clarissa,

Pecking my lips softly and watching the image on the TV screen display, I coiled my hair in between my index finger with a sigh of frustration.

Today is the D day, and our degree results were meant to be published. I couldn't afford the transport fare to my school, so Virginia; my flatmate and best friend offered to get to school and verify our results. She left two hours ago. She hasn't called nor texted and I'm beginning to get worried.

As much as I wanted to keep calm, I still resented some nervousness. I gave it my all and I didn't want to fail the final exams.

I had no money to start all over.

I needed a decent job to pay for the bills which kept piling up.

The ringing sound of my phone pulled me out of my thoughts. Seeing Virginia's number displayed on my phone, I sat upright before answering the call, "Hello," I said, my voice growing softer.

"We finally did it. As I speak to you now, we are the latest degree holders in town," She said, her deep husky voice booming through the phone.

'Yay!'

The feeling was inexplicable, it was unbelievable. Working as a part-time dancer and still succeeded in passing my final year exams. It's just marvelous!

"Girl, get ready, cause we are celebrating this over a bottle of wine." She said, her words sinking deep into my head.

This was what made me different from Virginia. We were maybe best friends, but we saw life differently. I'm an introvert while she is the exact opposite. She loved clubbing and all that involved entertainment. How do I tell her all I need is to relax and think about the next stage of my life? I'm sure she'll be vexed when I tell her am not in the mood to go out.

Twenty minutes later she's home. "What, you're still not ready?" Virginia peered intently at me, with her eyes widened in shock.

With black kinky hair tied in a neat bun, heart-shaped lips, and almond green eyes; Virginia was a bubbly personality. I quickly changed into something nice and was ready to go pop!!

Some minutes later, we were at St Johns Top Plaza, seated close to the VIP section. It was a clubhouse popularly visited by company owners, and mafia bosses. I wonder where Virginia got the money to reserve a spot for us here.

The waitress served us a bottle of Sauvignon. She poured the content into our glasses before taking her leave. I gulped down the content in my glass while scanning the environment. Though I wasn't in agreement with us going out, I'm happy I finally agreed to follow her. The area was neatly decorated, the beautiful lights and numerous faces. I mean, I wasn't regretting this at all.

While glancing at the couples who were dancing, my gaze met with that of a guy who was seated not far from our table.  He was at the VIP section. He looked hot and sexy. He had trimmed coffee-brown hair that were pushed behind. He was putting on jeans, and a white shirt. His two, first buttons were left open, exposing his well-built chest. His olive-green eyes gazed at me over his puffy pink lips.

He was with another dude and they were both sharing a bottle of wine. I couldn't help but frequently do eye contact with him. We did that for a moment of ten minutes. And next, he waved his hands at me.

Gosh… He was approaching my table!

What does he want? Hope he isn't coming for me!

"Hello, beauties." His husky voice sent shivers down my spine. From far he looked handsome, but this right here is the epitome of beauty.

I took a sharp breath to calm down my nerves, "Hello," I said, avoiding his gaze.

gulping the remaining content of my drink, I lowered my head next to avoid our repeating eye contact.

"I'm Aiden… Aiden Carter. And you are?" He addressed me, but I was too shy to respond.

"Clarissa Wayne!" Virginia responded in my place, extending her hand to meet his. He extended his and dropped it back immediately.

"Waiter," He called the lady who just passed our table. The lady walked back to him, "More drinks, please." He said. The lady registered his command and took her leave.

"So, have been seating over there and my eyes were on you girls. I loved the energy you both shared and decided to join your table. Hope I'm welcome?" He asked, smiling at us.

"Sure, you are highly welcomed." Virginia still responded, keeping the same smile.

To think I was beginning to love the outing. Looking at the way things unfurled themselves, I was regretting this. How could she tell a stranger he was welcomed? Was it because he was good-looking and seemed rich?

Thinking I had seen it all, the other dude he was seated with, left his seat and approached our table. He sat close to Virginia and they both exchanged a handshake. We all discussed for a while, and the conversation was going smoothly. Virginia left the table with the other dude and promised to be back in a minute.

I was now left all by myself with Aiden seated very close to me.

His olive eyes kept piercing hard on me, "Do you want more drinks?" He asked after realizing the bottles of drinks he ordered were almost empty.

"No, it's okay for the day." I said honestly.

"You look gorgeous." He said, tucking a strand of my red velvet hair behind my ear.

I exhaled deeply and muttered under my breath before saying, "Thank you." 

His presence made me feel uncomfortable. It was best I take a break to the restroom. While trying to cross past him, I stumbled and fell on his legs. He covered me with his muscular arms, his sweet cologne intoxicating my nostrils.

Damn, I'm in the arms of a stranger!

We just kissed!!!

"Be careful, Clarissa." He said, throwing me a smile. Few minutes of interacting and he had registered my name in his memory. After stumbling on him and mistakenly kissing him, I realised I was a little bit tipsy. It was hence time for me to go home. How the hell was I supposed to go back without Virginia? She left with that dude and said she'll be back, now she was nowhere.

"We can book a suit in the closest hotel while waiting for them, I see you are tired." he proposed, and I honestly don't think it was a good idea. But then, what if Virginia got mad at me for going home without her?

"Okay," I accepted his offer.

Thirty minutes later, we walked out of the club. Thankfully, there was a hotel just opposite. He booked a presidential suit which got me worried. I thought we were here just to wait on my friend and his, the moment I relax my muscles. Does he think because I was dressed in an expensive straight-fit gown meant I had money?

"Hey, isn't that expensive?" I asked, my voice growing softer.

"Nope, it isn't. I don't mingle myself with low class." holy Jesus, what other nasty attitude of his was I going to discover?

While I lay on the bed, he got to the bathroom to take a bath. When he came back, his fragrance filled the atmosphere. I thought he was going to take a seat, instead, he slept next to me. 

With a towel wrapped beneath his waist and an exposed chest, he mistakenly rubbed his body against mine. This sent shivers down my thighs. Gosh, I was feeling things I had never felt before. Was it because I was tipsy or was there something else going on?

Again, he rubbed himself on me, this time our lips collided together, his sweet fragrance wafting across my nostrils. He parted my lips with his tongue, requesting access to my mouth. I opened it and he sent his tongue in. Next, he kissed my lower lips and explored my mouth. With his hands pressed on my skin, I couldn't help but moan in the kiss.

He grabbed my buttocks and squeezed them while pulling me to his chest.

My one hand held his back head controlling the deep erotic kiss, the other hand explored his body. I removed the towel wrapped under his waist and threw it on the floor.

He wrapped my legs over his waist, kissing every part of my body delicately. He grabbed my one breast and sucked on it, which caused me to moan even louder.

"Fuck, you are so tight!" He said, trying to insert his 10 cm dick in me.