CHAPTER 2

**Thelma's POV**

I stare back at the huge white door in front of me, as I am afraid of the masculine figure that wants to step out.

I remember that Sir Adam has asked me to go into the room, but I am scared and still stand nervously in my long red gown, as I continue to stare at the huge door.

I can hear the scattering of something inside the room, and I am seriously afraid and feeling to pee on my pant.

Is it a monster that is in the room that Sir Adam wants to pay me to sleep with?

I ask myself as I am afraid, and before I know it, I am gradually taking some steps backwards, as I can hear the sound of the footsteps approaching the magnificent white door and creaking it open.

I jump back in fret, as a dark skin handsome man, with short black hair on his head, and his deep silver almost colorless eyes steps out of the room. He staggers to regain his balance first before he stares at me.

He is so handsome. And my jaw drops as my struggling at the door behind my back pauses, to stare at him properly.

He looks like a demigod. A model, or an actor, and he holds my gaze while I hold his gaze too.

My blue eyes meet his silver colorless eyes, and he asks me, "Who the fụck are you??"

My lips part to speak my name, but no words refuse to come out of my lips.

He stares at me angrily, and he strides up to meet me, as I stand frozen at the door. He approaches me and grabs me by my shoulder to throw me outside of the sitting room. However, as he attempts to unlock the door behind me, his palms touch my shoulders and he pauses and looks at my face.

"Shit!!" He curses out, as he staggers and leans more on my slim frame.

I inhale his masculine scent, and I feel what I haven't felt before in my pûssy.

He seems to have lost his balance, and he is holding onto me tightly.

"Who brought you?.." his words trail, as he is beginning to sweat seriously.

He is a tall man, and so, he stands up back and shuts the door closed, and he stares at me like a predator.

"Who let you in here?" He asks me again, and I can see his face contorted in pain. He stares at me angrily like I am a pest that he wants to get rid off, and he curses again, "Damn it! What's wrong with me?"

He looks like he is in serious pain, and he grabs my arms, and forcefully takes me into his bedroom.

"What?? Let go of me" I scream out, and he freezes just as he hears my tiny voice.

"You have to bear with me, miss, as something is wrong with me, and I cannot help it, but want you," He says, as he seems like he is under the influence of something.

"You want me?.." I ask him with disbelief, like I have forgotten why I am in his bedroom too.

"Yes" he says and starts stripping off his white top, and his white trouser too. I gulp hard, as I stare at his dark, masculine chest.

I immediately stare away from him in shyness, as his bedroom is beautiful and neat too.

I don't know that he has completely stripped off all his clothes, until he approaches me from behind, and hugs my waist.  I freeze, as his hot skin touches mine and his voice fans my left ear, "What are you still waiting for, miss? Strip now" he says, and he accompanies me to strip off my clothes, and I am helpless and also in need of him too.

"What?.. Wait.." I am ashamed, as it is my first time, but this silly man, is already hot and ready to get down in bed with me.

His body is as hot as hell, and seeing his cóck, I immediately gasp out, "Ha!! "

I stare away from him to hide my embarrassed look, and the next moment, he carries me up to his chest, and takes me to the bed. He pins me on the bed beneath him, and he starts taking off my dress.

I melt on the bed, while inhaling his strong masculine scent, and I watch him and take off my bra and my last piece of underwear.

He kisses me so roughly at first, as his full lips captures mine. But when my lips part, and give him access to my tongue too, by kissing him back... he calms, and reaches to touch my cookies, and I jolt. As I am scared, and I want to push him off, but he is drunk, and acting under the influence of something. And I can't push him off.

"Damn! Why am I so horny?" He asks himself again, like he is trying to stop himself from doing what he is about to do. And the next moment, he pins me on the bed, and parts my legs widely opened, while staring at my secret cave.

I am afraid, and I try to shut my eyes closed, to feel the pain, as he prepares his length to thrust into mine. The next moment he enters me, I wince out in pain, as I can feel him entering into my tight folds.

I grip on his arms to stop, but he can't bring himself to stop, as he keeps on thrusting into me with passion.

He is panting, and moaning so loudly, as I groan out in pain. But he seizes me, and continues with the steady thrusting of his hips into mine. Later, he gets to his climax, and he collapses rightly on top of me and discharges his hot liquids in me.

I am afraid. And scared to death, as my thighs are hurting me.

He doesn't romance me like what I have read in romance novels, and he doesn't even pet me, nor try to coax me to get me ready.

As he just grabs me, and throws me onto his bed and uses me to his satisfaction himself. Now he is snoring rightly beside me on the bed.

I want to get up from the bed, but feeling his large arm wrapped around my chest, and my waist, in a possessive hug.

I am too weak, to push his hands off, and so I slowly shut my eyes closed, and lay back on the bed beside him.

Later, I wake up again, and it isn't yet morning, so I sit up on the bed and want to search for my clothes, to wear them, and to leave his bedroom. But I still feel tired from the last night event between us, and my head is still aching too. So I fall asleep again on the bed, after staring at the dark skin handsome man that is sleeping peacefully beside me.

When it is morning, the sun rays shine at my face, and sips into the room. I wake up on the bed, and carefully sit up to look around.

I stare beside me, and I don't see the black man on the bed again, and there he stands beside the window, glaring at me.

He is wrapped in a white towel around his waist, and he stands beside the window, and is actually the one that has pulled the curtains widely opened, to allow the sun rays on my face. As he stares at me with anger-filled eyes.

"Who the heck are you? And how did you get into my bedroom?" He asks me with a loud voice, and I can still feel the pain in between my thighs, and yet, he is asking me that silly question.

He looks so powerful, but I ignore him and carefully slide out of the bed, and I realize I am náked, as he has pulled off all my clothes the previous night, and flung them all scattered around in his bedroom.

"Answer me!! How did you get in here, and what happened between us?" He asks me again, as he charges at me, and grips me by my left arm to look at him. As he swirls me around to face him, and I collide with his masculine chest.

I meet his dark face, and his silver eyes that are sending shivers down my spine. I gulp hard and part my lips to speak, but no words refuse to come out of my trembling lips.

"Take your things, and get out" He spits, and I shudder away from him.

I quickly search the room for my red gown, and the red pant, and bra, that I wore the previous day, and I can still feel his cold eyes watching my every move.

He throws a towel at me and thunders "Get out!!."

I am frightened like a chicken scared to death, and I immediately run out of his bedroom, to dress up in the sitting room, and not minding that I am bare.

I wear my pant, and my bra quickly, while I fumble to wear my red gown too.

And I have luck, as there is no zip on my red gown, and I search around the sitting room, for my red purse that I have come with the previous night. However I remember that my red purse is still in his bedroom, and with the strange man that I have just had a one night stand with, if I would even call it a one night.

I pause, and knock on his bedroom door again. As his domineering aura frightens me the most, but I still knock, as my hands shake and knock on the door again. Since the red purse contains my phone and my car key.

[Knock! knock!]  I knock nervously, and I hear no response from the man.

I gently push the door opened, and peek my beautiful head into his bedroom. I apologize to him, "Please sir, I forgot to take my red purse."

I see him standing beside the king-size bed, and he is on a phone call, and so, I quickly rush into his bedroom like a crazy lady, and I take my red purse and immediately dart out of the bedroom and into the sitting room again.

I bump into Sir Adam, as I rush out to the very white sitting room again, and he speaks to me "Good morning, Miss Thelma, please wait let me..."

Before Sir Adam can complete his statement, I run away from the sitting room. As I exit the second floor, and rush downstairs.