One Night Stand

Ida woke up in massive body pain with a pang of headache rushing through.

Her blurry eyes, fought for a clear view of where she was, as the back of her palm rubbed through her eyes.

'This is not my room' she thought as she quickly sprang up from the soft, bouncy bed, surprised as she found herself in an extravagant furnished room, and the middle of a king-sized bed with white covers that covered her body.

She dragged the cover off her body, only to find out she was naked, and her eyes caught the blood stain on the mattress.

“No, no, no” she shook her head Tell me this is a joke" she continued shaking her head, as she stared at the bloodstained part on the mattress.

She heard something like a drizzle of water coming from a closed door in the left part of the room.

Without thinking, she sprang off the bed, and ran towards the door, as she flung it open, and the naked broad back of a man and bum in the shower greeted her.

Assuming she was in her normal self, she would have blushed and looked away from the naked sight in front of her, but now she was in a fit of rage.

“How dare you do this to me?” she rushed towards the man, not even knowing if he was responsible, but since he was the only man she could find, then he was.

The man turned to face the raging woman who had plunged herself on him as she hit a weak punch on his well-defined chest, “How dare you do this to me?” Tears rolled down her cheeks, her punch grew weaker as she stared into the stranger pair of brown eyes, which stared back at her doing nothing.

She felt both her wrists unceremoniously pushed into the man's larger palm as he pinned her to his body, which she tried to wriggle out her hands from.

The man's cold eyes glared at her and made her body shudder, she felt her half-covered back kiss the cold wall of the bathroom.

“I didn't force myself on you, and never would I rape you, I bought you for a one-night stand” his deep rich hoarse voice sounded off in the bathroom.

'Then who had sold her to him?' 'How did she even get sold?' 'Or was he lying?' Looking at his face, he looked damn serious, questions flowed through the ring of her mind as her brow creased trying to remember how she got here.

The last thing she remembered was going with her bandmates, to a rich club where they would be hosting a live performance, and when they were done performing, what happened next?' She couldn't remember any particular thing after that.

“Who sold me to you for a night?” she asked curiously.

“Didn't bother asking, just place a quick order and I got you in my room…" He simply said, playfully snapped his finger, still pinning her to the wall.

“You ordered me?” she questioned in disbelief 'she wasn't a prostitute but a talented artist, to a popular female band group "was I drugged?” she whispered to herself, looking confused.

“Yes,” The stranger answered, and Ida raised her brows in disbelief.

“You knew I was drugged, a… and you took advantage of me” she stuttered in tears as she started struggling to get her hands out of his grip “Get the fvck of my wrist!” she screamed as her face showed hate and disgust towards this stranger of a man.

The man held her in place, to stop her from struggling, and his naked body pressed on her body which was still leaning against the wall, as he held her hands above her head, and he leaned closer, bringing his head towards the crook of her neck.

“What should I do when I was already turned on?” he whispered on her neck, as his breath on her fanned her skin, sending instant goosebumps to her body.

His wet tongue landed on her collarbone, and he began giving her gentle sucks there, Ida felt a strange current course through her body.

“Entering the bathroom when I am taking a bath, now see what you've caused” A moan escaped her lips, as his left leg pressed into her, and she felt something hard poking her.

“Let me fvck you again, and I would pay you greatly” he whispered seductively on her skin.

But getting to realize what he had just said, she pushed him off her, and a resounding slap sounded off in the bathroom, he just indirectly called her a whore.

“You bastard,” she glared at him, as she bit her lips to fight back her tears, and ran out of the bathroom.

The still-naked man rested on the wall tiles where he had pinned Ida before, “Love her guts.” he smirked looking down at his still-hardened man down.

Ida ran into the room that she found herself in earlier, searching for her clothes, phone, and purse. She later saw her clothes which were lying on the floor, with her purse at another angle. She quickly picked them up and got into her clothes, with unsteady hands, as her body shook and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She removed her phone which was in the purse, and was surprised, to see all the messages and calls she had gotten.

She ran out of the room quickly and found out the room was in a hotel, getting to the outer part of the hotel, she saw how people were boring deep holes into her body, and she could somehow see disgust from their looks, even though it felt weird, she quickly stopped a cab and gave a quick address.