CHAPTER 2: ONE NIGHT STAND

REAH'S POV 

My gut was screaming at me to turn back and run away, I felt like there was danger lurking in the club, but somehow, I was hooked. The payment was too much to be overlooked, and when I thought about my mother, the idea of leaving just because of my instinct sounded too absurd even to my ears. 

"Okay." I finally nodded and decided against asking any question that would only end up with no answer. 

"Wait, Reah!" She suddenly called, and I frowned. I turned around to face her with a questioning look on my face. 

"What's it?"

She walked over to a table, grabbed a drink, and returned to me. "You should drink this to calm down first. We've rushed you too hard." Her voice was a little hoarse, but her eyes held mine. 

I stared at the cup in my hand, filled with red wine. I raised my brows, wondering why my heart was racing so much, but when I saw the urging look in Ana's eyes, I drank the wine and dropped the cup. 

"Thanks," I said and left. 

Stepping out of the room, I searched for the room 808 anxiously. My mood was weird. The sweat that dripped from my forehead made me uncomfortable, and I felt the urge to remove my shirt. 

I knew something was wrong. The heat from my body was abnormal, and my eyes flashed, but nothing came to mind. 

I looked at the cold wine and the cup in my hand, my heart racing even faster, and my throat dried up. 

I shook my head and increased my pace, finding the room even faster. 

I knocked on the door, but there was no reply. I knocked the second time only to meet the same result, and I frowned. I waited by the door for a while, removing my uniform's first button as the heat was getting to me... My body was getting hotter by the second, and my throat was drier, too, but no one came to open the door, and just when I was about to turn around, something fell from my uniform, startling me. 

Lowering my eyes, I looked at the golden card lying on the ground and bent to pick it up. There was the number "808" on it, meaning it was meant for the room. Without wasting time, I placed the card on the door and opened it. 

I stepped into the room, my eyes wandering in the darkness of the room. I wondered why the customer would stay in the dark, but the rising heat from my body made it impossible for me to think further, and I quickly wanted to serve the guest so I could leave. 

"Hello?" I called gently. Maybe the person was in the bathroom? I had no idea, though. 

"Who are you?" A deep hoarse voice came from the darkness, and I flinched. 

I took a few steps back until my back touched the door. Only then did I calm down a little and clear my throat? "I'm... I'm a waiter. I'm here to serve you wine..." I stuttered, hoping the man would turn on the light so I would see him... I was feeling hotter...

"Wait___ Waiter? Turn on the light." He ordered, causing me to frown. 

I opened my lips to say something but closed it back and shook my head again, wanting to clear my mind. 

I kept the wine under my arms and started touching the wall with my free hand. I searched for a while, but my hand finally caught something, and I switched it on, only to see a tall, sinfully hot, and pale-skinned man standing behind me. 

He grabbed my hand and turned me roughly to face him. 

Kacha!

The sound of the wine and cup hitting the ground...

"Xavier?" I called with shock and surprise written clearly on my face. 

"Help me..." He said softly as he moved closer to me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist. 

None of us paid mind to the broken wine and cup on the ground___

His blue eyes filled with desire as his hand found its way to my waist, and he pulled me close. 

I had no idea why, but I couldn't even bring myself to push him away, and before I knew it, I initiated a kiss, the unusual hotness from my body seemed to have taken over. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my body resting on his. I was intoxicated. My mind was a mess, but my heart couldn't help leaping in joy. 

This was his lips.  The lips of the man I've always loved. 

The softness, the sweetness that came with sucking on it, the addictive feeling that lingered in my soul at the moment___ It all belonged to the man I'd always fallen for.

I parted my lips gently, giving him the chance to enter, and he explored my mouth with pleasure. His smooth hands ran all over my body, pressing and fondling. 

His broad chest served as my solace, my completely hot body rested on him, and the sound of our hearts beating seemed to resonate with each other. 

He lifted me in his arms, carried me toward the bed, and threw me in it. 

I felt a bit dizzy from the throw, but that only intensified the hunger I had for him. 

Xavier undressed in seconds, and so did I. My shirt was already exposed anyway. My big breast fell smoothly on my chest, my panties being the only thing that covered my pink area. 

I couldn't see, but I could tell my pale face was crimson red at the moment, and when he pounced on me, moans rushed out in sessions. 

His lips played with mine, his tongue played with mine, his fingers twisted my nipple while his other hand tore off my panties, and he thrust in___

"Fuck!" I cursed, tears welling up in my eyes but that seemed to awaken the wolf in him as he thrust in even faster. My moans filled the air. 

However, there was a problem I had omitted earlier...

Xavier was drugged.