A Night with the Handsome Armed-Robber

Chapter 1

Natalie's POV

“Are you in or not?" The man with a black mask on his face asked. He was with a gun pointed directly to my right ear.

“I didn't know what response to give, I sat on my bed looking at him speechlessly.

“You're taking so much time! I don't want my friends to find out"

“Girl, give me the damn answer! I want to get down down right now, stop staring at me that way else I will..."

He demonstrated his next action by swinging his right palm very close to my face, a slap, I totally understand what that meant. He laughed mockingly and licked his lower lips afterwards.

I was in a complete dilemma. ‘Should I yield in to his advances?' That was the only way the document containing the address of my father's gold mine land could be protected. Atleast, that was the condition he gave me.

The look in his eyes this time around made me shudder.

Another male voice came up at the door “Scorpion! Did you find it in there?!"

“The document... ermm... No" he responded. “You and Storm should check out the third floor".

The document was neatly wrapped in a blue envelope, gently resting on the gold file cabinet near where he stood. I heard footsteps, the man who spoke earlier on had left.

Sweat trickled down my face, and for the first time I was sweating profusely and shivering at the same time. He swept my hair off my face, which had partially covered my eyes all this while, it was soaked in tears and sweat.

“You're the prettiest of all the billionaire daughters I've met, I guess I've been too easy with you, I need your answer now!"

I was still stuttering when a slap landed on my cheek, the room suddenly became blurry and the golden chandelier looked double, twice bigger than it had always appeared.

A knock sounded the moment he placed his hands underneath my night dress.

“Who is that? Green? Storm?"

“We couldn't find the document, but guess what Scorpion. We found a stash of dollars" He said in a whisper, his voice obviously filled with excitement.

‘If only they knew my father intentionally placed a bag of counterfeit dollars in each room to save himself and his family from situations like this, three bunch of idiots!' I cursed in my thoughts.

The man who has been with me gasped. Our eyes met. ‘He would leave me be now' I thought. He wouldn't choose carnal pleasure over an opportunity to attain wealth.

He drew closer to me this time, I whimpered.

“Sshhhh!!"

“Don't think you've escaped, I will be right back for you"

He stood up from the bed and made for the door as if to leave, but on a second thought he jumped back, his nose touching my neck, he sniffed my body and directed his gaze towards my face.

It was stupid to find a molesting robber attractive, but I couldn't deny the fact that he was strikingly handsome even with his mask on. I could see that he had hazel eyes, the most attractive I had ever come across.

Our eye contact lingered for a moment.

“You are ridiculously beautiful, I would not have slapped your face if you had said a word, you acted as though you were dumb" He said.

I still was speechless. He did not wait any further. Now, he turned me against the wall and before I could say Jack Robinson, I heard the sound of my luminous night wear tearing apart.

The panties I had put on after my evening bath was a red g- string. I heard him say fuck before he spanked my buttocks twice, and then he slid into me. Thrusting me hard as he caressed my boobs roughly.

I let out a loud cry and he covered my mouth with his palm. That was my first time having penetrative sex. On earlier events, I had only let my high school crush, Kevin Fawcett, play and fondle with my body.

First, on his 20th birthday bash he held in his father's estate when the other students of Winston's High School had began to troupe out one after the other.

The other, on a cold rainy night, right at the passengers seat in his Volvo XC90. I had just purchased the best selling book of the year, Mariah Thompson's A Love Unsure, when the rain started to fall heavily.

I felt a dull pain as he thrusted in and out of me, the bed seemed excited as it creaked musically throughout this whole ordeal and my body felt warm and fuzzy.

For split seconds, I didn't know if I should scream or moan. Screaming might mean attracting the attention of the other robbers. ‘And what if that meant gang rape?!'

I had begun to feel intense pleasure and a moan escaped my lips. I knew for sure that he was reaching his climax and I didn't think it twice to push him away, ‘there's no way I'm letting him spill that dirty liquid inside of me!'

I must have put in much effort in doing so because he landed with a heavy thud.

A knock sounded one more time.

“Let's get out of here Scorp!" “Scorp!" “Scorpion!"

The masked man gave no response, he was writhing in pain.

“What the heck are you doing in there?!" Another voice asked, breaking into the room. I hurriedly scuffled the blanket to cover myself. Fright was written all over face.

Both men broke into laughter when they discovered we have been having unconsented bout of pleasure.

“You are such a bad guy!" The gaunt looking one among both men said, giving him a light punch on his shoulder. He stretched forth his hand to help him up.

“Wait! She pushed you to the ground?!" The other asked. The mask man squinted his face in response, I could bet he was in so much pain.

The man who questioned him moved towards me in a fury. The mask guy held him back.

“Don't you dare lay a finger on her!" He ordered.

As they both retreated, my father's car drove in.