Chapter 3: An Unexpected Caller

Sadie's POV

The next morning, I woke up feeling the soreness all over my body, especially in my most intimate part.

"Where am I?" I thought to myself when I woke up and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

I was about to stand up when I felt something long, hard, and hot, and I almost screamed when I realized I was holding onto someone's penis. Fortunately, I put my free hand to my mouth, stopping me from making any noise.

It didn't take long for me to remember what transpired last night, and a genuine smile appeared on my lips when I realized that I finally fulfilled my wish—and all I needed to do was wait.

I couldn't help but admire the magnificent man beside me. He was definitely a beast in bed, that's for sure. But a gentle and warm feeling engulfed me when I remembered how he became careful and considerate when he learned I was a virgin.

If my memory served me right, he took me four more times, and it was almost morning when he finally let me sleep. I hoped one of those orgasms managed to make me pregnant.

I wasn't thinking straight when my hand moved toward his handsome face. But in the nick of time, I managed to snap out of it and stop myself from doing something stupid.

I forced myself to leave the bed, and that simple movement proved to be a challenge. My whole body ached from what happened last night.

I really needed to leave before this man woke up. Honestly, I didn't know how I could face him with a straight face while paying him for his service.

The thought of leaving him and never seeing him again brought an ache inside me, which I chose to ignore.

I managed to get out of bed without waking the Greek god beside me. The first thing I did was locate my dress—but when I found it, I realized it was completely ruined.

My problem now was that I didn’t have anything else to wear. Then my eyes noticed a bag on the side of the room. When I opened it, I found his used clothes.

I grabbed his shirt and brought it close to my nose, inhaling the intoxicating scent—a mix of his sweat and cologne.

I didn’t know how long I was smelling his shirt, but I was suddenly jolted when I heard him cough. My gaze moved to the bed, and I saw that he was still asleep.

I hurriedly put on his shirt. Luckily, it was big enough to help cover my legs. I managed to locate my underwear—fortunately, he didn’t destroy that as well.

Seeing myself in the mirror, I thought I looked ridiculous with his oversized shirt and just my panties. I decided to dig deeper into his gym bag and found his jogging pants, which I also wore.

I grabbed my purse from the floor and took out my wallet, pulling a hefty amount—more than what I had promised to pay him. I placed it on the bedside table, where he could easily find it when he woke up.

I wanted to leave a note but didn’t find any paper or a pen.

I marveled at his handsome face one last time, feeling an emptiness inside me. I knew we would never meet again. And even if we did, he’d never realize that I was the woman he spent the night with—which was exactly how I wanted it.

I only hoped he would stop selling his body and find a better life.

I left the room and walked away without looking back. I ignored the judgmental stares I got from people who saw me—as if I cared what they thought.

I chose to walk several streets where there were no CCTVs, and once I was far enough, I quickly took a taxi and gave the driver my address.

I was on constant alert as I left the hotel, worried that he might follow me. But once the cab finally drove away, I let out a gasp of relief.

I didn’t plan on falling asleep, but as soon as I rested my head against the taxi seat after giving the driver my address, I unknowingly drifted off.

"Excuse me, miss. We're here," I heard the driver say, waking me up.

I was surprised when I looked outside and saw that we were indeed in front of our apartment. I handed him a five-hundred-peso bill, not bothering to wait for change as I stepped out.

"Nicky!" I shouted when I got inside, but there was no response.

I suddenly remembered she had a meeting this morning, so I had no choice but to wait for her return.

I decided to head to my room to take a shower. Fortunately, we had a heater, and I badly needed a warm bath.

Once inside the bathroom, I immediately removed the man’s clothes and stepped under the running water. I felt instant relief as the warm water flowed over my sore body.

I enjoyed my warm bath, and after thirty minutes or so, I turned off the shower and dried myself off.

I went to my closet and picked the most comfortable house clothes I could find. After dressing, I walked to the kitchen to find something to eat. I was starving—not surprising considering what we did last night.

"Nice," I muttered when I noticed leftover pasta that Nicky hadn’t eaten. She probably left it for me.

I reheated it in the microwave, and while waiting, I grabbed a bottle of cola as well.

I enjoyed the food so much that I wanted more, but I didn’t feel like ordering or going out to get anything else. I left the dirty dishes in the sink, thinking I’d wash them later, then went back to my room to rest.

While lying in bed, my hand instinctively moved to my still-flat stomach, as if expecting it to miraculously grow.

I knew it was too soon, but my intuition told me we were successful—and I couldn’t wait to meet and welcome my baby into the world.

I eventually fell asleep, completely worn out by everything that had happened—and still, no regrets.

It was probably three in the afternoon when I woke up, thanks to my stomach grumbling from hunger.

I decided to order takeout from the nearby Chinese restaurant.

About an hour later, my order was delivered, and the aroma made me drool.

I had just set up the table when I heard the door open followed by Nicky’s voice.

"Are you there, Sadie? And is that Chinese I smell?" she asked, poking her head into the kitchen.

She threw her coat on the floor and walked to the table, already eyeing the food.

She took her seat and started eating without waiting for an invitation. Typical Nicky.

"I want to know everything, and don’t you dare miss a single detail," she said while chewing.

A mysterious smile appeared on my lips after hearing her demand. Seeing my reaction, a wide grin appeared on hers.

"Did you do it?" she asked.

I nodded, and she screamed in excitement, knowing how much I wanted to get pregnant.

She was about to speak when she was interrupted by the ringing of her phone.

"Sorry, but I think I need to take this call," she said, stepping into the living room.

I didn’t think much of it and continued eating.

A few minutes later, she returned with her brows furrowed, still on the phone.

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about. What do you mean she stood you up? She just got home," she said.

Based on her conversation, I could tell they were talking about me. My heart pounded when I realized it was the man from last night on the other line.

"I know it’s weird, Sadie, but he’s claiming that he waited for you in the room, but you didn’t show up—and he’s demanding his payment," she said.

"What do you mean I didn’t show up? Of course, I did! I even left his payment on the bedside table," I replied, and she relayed it to him.

I couldn’t believe he was lying. It shattered the image I had of him.

"Of course, I trust her. She’s my friend. If she said she was there, then she was there!" Nicky snapped.

I took the phone from her.

"Why are you lying when we both know we spent the night together?" I said.

"I’m not lying. And if this is some kind of scam, you’ll pay for it!" he threatened before hanging up.

My mind went blank. If it weren’t for Nicky taking the phone away from me, I wouldn’t have snapped out of my shock.

"Are you alright?" Nicky asked, worried.

"His voice is different..." I muttered, stunned by how the man on the phone sounded nothing like the one I had slept with.