Hate Me, Desire Me

"Trust me, girl. I can really dance on my own," A woman in a short black dress said in a tipsy manner as she run towards the dance floor.

The woman then seductively swayed her hips as she raises her hands in the air. She has this long brown wavy hair, plump lips, small pointed nose, and a gorgeous honey eyes.

Her curves are defined by her dress and it caught the attention of men around her. She's like a fallen angel dancing in front of the mortals at her mercy.

A man from the VIP area leaned on the railings ang watched the woman. For an unknown reason, he felt something playing within him he has never felt before just by looking at the woman and her surroundings. He felt... jealous?

He clenched his jaw and then sighed. He took the stairs and then rushed to the woman, glaring at every man he caught looking at her.

He controlled his rugged breathing as he stands behind the woman.

Tiara, being the tease woman she is, she swayed her lips wider and leaned to the man behind her. She's a little too daring for a woman who looks like an angel, but to do something like this as if she's asking to be on bed, it's clearly the influence of alcohol taking over.

The man cleared his throat and then spoke. "What do you think are you doing?" He asked in a husky voice.

Tiara turned around and then squinted her eyes as she stares at the face of the man in front of her. She smiled a little and then wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I think I have seen you somewhere. Or maybe you just look like him?" She asked and then chuckled. She gently squeezed the man's chin as she crinkles her nose. "Handsome."

The man grabbed her by the waist. He leaned to her ear which allowed him to smell her fading perfume.

Tiara giggled. "You do look like that bachelor. Elijah Rivero? Do you know him? Damn, he's hot!" She mumbled without even realizing she's already talking to the person she fantasize. "I hate him though," She added.

"You have no idea what you're doing, woman."

Tiara groaned and then let the man support her weight. The man cursed under his breath before scooping the woman on to his arms.

Tiara snuggled her face on Elijah's chest. She looked comfortable in his arms as she draw circles on his chest like a kid doodling on her paper.

The loud music from the bar slowly faded away as if it was blown into the air.

Elijah carefully placed the lady on the shotgun of his car while mumbling curses. He clenched his jaw as he step on the engine. He then dialed a number he was sure could help him take care of the lady.

"Good evening, Mr. Mckenzie. I'm very sorry to call you at this hour but would mind informing the security of your manor to please let my car in?"

"What's the problem, hijo?" Mr. Mckenzie asked as if he's in a hurry.

"Tiara, your daughter, she's with me at the moment, driving her home since she's drunk."

The man on the other side of the phone cursed under his breath. "I'm so sorry, Hijo, but do you mind taking my daughter with you at your place? Tanya and I just landed in Maldives and we let our employees go on a vacation. I'm afraid my daughter will be left all alone in the manor."

[Who's that, honey?] The familiar voice of Tiara's mom intervened.

"It's Elijah. He said he's with Tia right now."

[Is she drunk again? Por Dios! I wish I hadn't believed her when she said she can perfectly take care of herself.]

"I'm really sorry, Elijah, do you mind taking care of my Tia even just for tonight?"

"No, Mr. Mckenzie. I don't mind."

"Thank you, Hijo."

Elijah sighed and then threw a quick glance at Tiara. "How am I going to take care of this woman?"

Tanya Mckenzie and her husband, Mariano Mckenzie entrusted their daughter to the man the hope to be their son in law in the future, without knowing how much of a danger he is to Tia's heart.

Elijah brought Tiara to his condo. He can't bring her home. His siblings will just buzz around which he guess won't let the drunk woman get all the rest she needed.

He put Tiara down on his bed and then removed her stilettos. He was just about to leave the room and get himself a tea when Tiara suddenly sat down.

Elijah raised his eyebrow and then walked towards the woman rubbing her eye. "Don't even dare throw up on my sheets."

"I don't feel like throwing up," The woman replied and the raised her gaze to meet his.

The strap of her dress fell on her shoulder while Elijah crossed his arms under his chest, restraining himself.

Tiara's lips parted. "Kiss me," She said in such seductive manner.

All the restraint Elijah had suddenly broke like a fragile glass upon hearing what the lady just said. He approached Tiara with large and heavy steps before sealing her plump lips with an aggressive kiss. He can taste the alcohol she drank which made him want to wipe every trace of it with a kiss Tiara could never forget.

Tiara wrapped her arms around Elijah's neck and returned his kisses with the same intensity.

Elijah's tongue slid into Tiara's mouth while his hands traveled to her waist up to the strand of Tiara's dress. He tore her dress off as he believes it hinders him from something he wants to do. The sound of the ripping fabric made Tiara gasped but soon didn't mind at all.

Elijah's kisses traveled from her lips down to her jaw and then to her neck. Tiara could not figure out when and how did Elijah sent her ruined dress and brasserie on to floor as he was already pinning both her hands above her head while his other hand played with her bum. He then started sucking Tiara's bare neck which will leave marks for sure.

"Ahh," Tiara moaned when his kisses dropped to her valleys.

Elijah cursed under his breath. "Damn, you're beautiful."

He pulled her legs to the end of the bed until only more than half of her body was left on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Tiara asked as she leans on her elbows to take a look at what the man was doing.

Elijah tore her panties and then kneeled as if he's worshipping Tiara's womanhood.

"I asked y... Ohh!" She moaned when Elijah licked and sucked her clitoris.

Tiara arched her back as she enjoys every bit of the pleasuring sensation caused by what Elijah was doing.

"You like that?"

Tiara opened her eyes when Elijah stopped. Their eyes met. The lad has this wide smirk on his lips filled with the woman's juice. She bit her bottom lip and then nodded like an obedient kitten.

Elijah slowly inserted his middle finger and then pressed Tiara's little peanut.

"Oh ah. Damn! Don't stop!" Her toes curled and was about to close her legs but he meddled.

Tiara arched her back, as pleasure electrified her body. And the moment Elijah stopped, she felt nothing but disappointment.

Before she could even complain, the man scooped her in his arms and threw her in the middle of the bed.

Elijah took of his shirt and pants and then hovered over Tiara. He parted her legs wider and then put her legs on his shoulders as if the space wasn't even enough for him.

He's unsure if he's doing the right thing. This woman underneath him is the daughter of his father's best friend and this might just rupture the good relationship between the families.

But darn it! Her eyes filled with desire made him let go of all of the restraint he had.

"Damn, baby! You're beautiful," He mumbled under his breath and then started kissing her in an aggressive yet passionate manner.

Tiara raked his hair with her fingers and can't help but let out small whimpers every time she feels his shaft rubbing his opening.

"Please," She plead in the middle of the kiss.

Elijah positioned himself between her legs and before the lady could even react, he was already inside her, throbbing.

A bead of tear rolled down her cheeks as the searing pain sent a mixture of pleasure and shock to her body.

Her lips are parted open and her eyes are shut. She was gasping and her grip on Elijah's hair tightened.

"Fuck! It hurts. Just how huge are you?" She mumbled.

On the other hand, Elijah was suddenly frozen while staring at the woman. He never thought this was the case given that the woman is rumored and proven to be so liberated.

"Damn it, baby! You are a virgin?"