Chapter 2

Arthur Pov

She tasted like lavender and mint, two things that go so well together, and her body. Her body held me bound even while she was the one tripping for mine, she had no idea what she was doing. A stranger had me in a strong grip and I wasn't complaining, my hands found it's way to her hips and thighs as we both drunkily made way up the elevator- it was private yet the excitement of being seen through the glass bubbled within me.

Her lips mixed with mine as she followed my lead and matched up my pace, her soft bold melted into mine and it took all of myself control to hold back on a mild groan.

surprisingly ,

Her fingers grazed my shoulders and they clawed into me showing how much she wanted this.

I was a bit out of place, not just from the plenty drinks I had but from how enchanting she was, like a drug I never wanted to let go off.

The doors opened and we stumbled out, her hands now in my hair and mine holding her just against me. It was a good thing we were at my private quarters, I made sure to use the entire pent house for myself and now I was glad I did.

I pushed opened the door and we both stepped in, it was natural for any woman who came up with me to want to take a look at my place but this one, she didn't bother. Instead as my eyes settled on hers, I could see the raging desire in them, her lips were slightly swollen and her cheeks red. Her chest heaved up and down and my eyes diverted to her cleavage.

I reached for her, pulling her for another kiss, this time fiercer than before. My hands reached underneath her thighs and against her lips I mouthed.

“Jump.” and so she did. Her legs wrapped around me for support and her arms found it's way around my neck, her fingers skidded through the hair and she gently pulled at it gaining a deep reaction from me.

I groaned into her mouth as excitant washed further around me sending an outrageous amount of blood down south, she gasped when she felt how ready I was for her and it made me smile.

I walked until I stopped at the counter just where the kitchen was and placed her on the cold surface, her bare legs met with the marble top and her immediate reaction was to push further into me. Her breasts pressed harder against my chests and her nipples which were now rock hard teased me. I moved my lips away from her neck and trailed further down to her chin and neck, she allowed me take the lead gave me all the space I need. I deeper further to her cleavage and then my mouth found her nipple, with a slow flick of tongue, her voice vibrated through the walls of the empty house.

I repeated the motion and smiled when she pulled at me with cursing words on her lips.

I pulled back up to her lips and kissed her hard while my fingers moved down to her upper thighs and slipped just between. Wet and dripping. Just for me.

“Are you ready to have me?” my voice was hoarse and thick in desire and lust. “Yes.” she answered,

And while I thrust inside her on the counter, she swore in that voice. Her hands grabbed at my upper arm as we both came undone.

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I stared at the woman sleeping right next to me, her hair was carelessly splayed on her back and her face was filled in contempt. Her light snores filled the room and her body moved in rhythm to her breathing.

I raked my hands through my hair and leaned against the headboard, the timer by the side caught my eyes and I glanced at the alarm clock.

3 a.m

I sighed and got out of bed, the mirror just opposite the wall gave me a clear view of my bare toned chest, I turned to the back to find red marks scattered just at the top of my back.

All because of this woman. I moved out of the room and down stairs while my phone buzzed. My brows creased in a line, who bothered to call this late?

I found my brothers name on screen, even with how much my brother stayed out of my life it was disturbing that he would reach out to me this late in the night, it was something he rarely did, something he has never done.

“It’s 3 A.M Leon,” I started.

“Time’s not going to matter to you anymore Arthur, we have an emergency.”

“My trip doesn’t end till the next two days, I’m sure it can wait.” I argued pouring my self a portion of whiskey.

“Stop being a dickhead, you think I would want to call you.” Leon fired back, clearly frustrated.

“Then if you tell me what the emergency is-“ I didn’t get to finish as the next words Leon said to me wrecked something in me.

I’ll be coming right away.”

Danielle Pov

For the first time in my entire trip, I felt more relaxed. Maybe it was the soft glamorous bed I slept in or the fact that I had the most mind blowing experience last night.

Last night.

My eyes wide opened and I shot up from the bed, the duvet which covered my upper body drifted down and I held the material against my chest. I turned to the side hoping not to find the man from last night watching me, but to my relief he was not there. I reached out to touch his space to see if it was warm but it wasn’t. It was colder than expected.

“That’s a good thing, right?” I asked, my head banged and I leaned back to the pillow.

After I got myself together, I climbed out of the bed, still with the duvet covering my body and moved towards the door.

“Hello? Is anyone here?” My voice echoed through the place, I took in my surroundings, whoever I was with last night wasn’t just any kind of person. My mouth dropped when I went down stairs, I was in a freaking penthouse. The place screamed all shades of luxury, I inspected the rest of the place and while I entered the kitchen there was a note on the counter.

My curiosity got the best of me and I checked the front page.

“You’ll have fresh pair of clothes provided to you once it’s 9, you can leave after then, don’t bother to clean up the hotel will take care of it.” I read the message.

So he had left.

Was I that bad? While beating myself up with these thoughts, the door opened and a woman in her later twenties entered dressed in a nice tailored skirt and satin top. She had a bag tucked in her arms and a small smile on her face.

“I’ve brought you fresh clothes as instructed.” She said and my face turned red knowing fully well that the duvet was the only thing covering me.

“Uh, sorry to ask but who is the person who asked you to get me fresh clothes?”

“I’m sorry, but for confidentiality purposes, I’m not supposed to mention.” She answered politely.

My flight back home was the most relaxing, I had called Hazel to tell her about my night-

“That’s great! You got railed by a hunky chunky rich dude.” She said when I rolled my box towards the car.

“Hazel!!” I whisper yelled