CHAPTER 14- JUST ONCE

CHAPTER 14- JUST ONCE

NATHANIA's POV

I was awakened by the sunlight in my eyes. When my head started hurting, I put a hand on it instead of getting up.

"Gahd! Why did I agree to have a drink with him?" I massaged my head.  I'm now suffering from a severe headache and would like to be relieved of it as soon as possible. My eyesight was also spinning, so I stayed in bed, holding it.

As I lay on the bed, I recalled what had happened last night. Warren invited me to a drink, and I accepted; we drank at the counter table, and I'm not sure how we ended up in the living room. We drank more than three bottles of wine. We exchanged questions, and he eventually asked about my parents. I answered the question and... and... I cried?

Gosh! Why did I cry?! That's why I don't like drinking alcohol because I'm such a crybaby!

Aish!

So, after that, I threw pillows and anything else I could get my hands on at him, and h-he abruptly picked me up and sat me down on the s-sofa... He looked at me, took off his polo shirt, and went on me before I could react. H -he kissed my neck and ——

G-gosh.. d-did something happen last night?!

That's ridiculous! W-what was I thinking when I agreed with him?! But wait, Manager Nora said, you can tell something happened last night because your 'middle' is very sore in the morning. I felt myself and breathed a sigh of relief, free of the strange pain I was experiencing in my headache.

I let out a long sigh.

After a few moments, I stood up and rearranged the pillows scattered throughout the living room. The bottles Warren and I used to drink last night are no longer there; perhaps he fixed that. When I went into the kitchen, I noticed the medicine on the center table, along with a small piece of paper.

'Drink this medicine after eating. 'I'll see you later, sweet.'

What?! My eyes widened. Isn't that wonderful? How did he get that?! My head shook. Rich men are a bunch of jerks. That guy who already has a relationship and wants one or two more... seems to be running out of women, tsk!

I couldn't eat because I was too preoccupied with what had happened last night.

H-he kissed my neck, licked it, and sucked it —- oh my! I hurried into the living room and faced the life-sized mirror.

"What the...?" I exclaimed softly when I noticed my neck was stuffed with hickeys. As I rubbed my neck, I stomped my feet in rage and wept bitterly.

H-how do I get rid of it?! Is he crazy and putting a lot of hickeys on me?! Aish! I returned to the center table and took out my phone. Because I didn't know what to do, I looked for a solution on the internet. My coworkers used to have this, but they just ignored it and didn't try to hide it. But what about me? Argh! I don't want anything like this!

There are various ways to conceal the hickeys, and the first thing I did was hide it with concealer. Annoying! I don't want to drink with him any longer because something bad is happening!

Today was my day off, so I spent it lying in bed watching TV. Because it's too shiny for me to clean, I don't have anything to clean downstairs any longer. My phone abruptly rang while I was watching.

What does he need, and he's calling again?

Before picking up the phone, I rolled my eyes.

"Come into the office instead of cooking for dinner. I'll be waiting for you until six o'clock at night." He continued to say.  Before I could say a word, he dropped the call.

Aish!!!

I just chose to wear a dress and sandals, and now I'm alone in the elevator. Fortunately, his bodyguards did not follow me into the elevator. When I looked at my watch, it was half past five o'clock; perhaps I had arrived just in time.

On the third floor, the elevator came to a halt and opened, allowing Kaison to enter with a smile. He was carrying a box, and I had no idea what was inside.

"Hi!" he said with a smile after pressing the fourteenth floor button. "How are you doing?" I gave him a friendly smile.

"I'm OK. So, how about you?"

"I'm doing fine as well. I'm happy."

"By the way, what do you do here?" I asked. Fortunately, I remember because I often forget when we're in the elevator together. It's amusing how we always find ourselves in the elevator together.

"Sorry, but I'm not employed here. My sister works here, so all I have to do now is bring her the stuff she requested. It's troublesome because I still need to bring the things she left behind." I gave a slight nod.

"I thought you worked here as well..."

"It's okay, actually  I work as a professional model in Atlanta, but after my grandmother passed away last month, I went home."

"Oh, my sincere condolences." He nodded and smiled. But what  did he say? He's  a freelance model? Wow, who would have thought that the chubby kid who was teased in elementary school would then become a successful model in another country? Once again, it's called destiny...

"Thank you, but what about you? What exactly are you doing here?"

"I-I'm Mr. Anderson's S-secretary," I answered.  His pupils swelled in surprise.

"Wow! Congratulations, you have a fantastic destiny ahead of you. And now we meet in this company after years.. " I gave him a kind smile. Yes, indeed... "By the way, when do you plan to return to our hometown so that we may spend some time together? You know, I kind of miss our province." I laughed.

"Yeah, I miss it there as well, but I'm not sure when I'll be able to go back because I still need to save some money."

"Is that so? Alright, just let me know when you plan to go back home so that we may spend some time together. But, unfortunately, I should go..." He stated this as the elevator door opened.

"All right, be careful!" I said.

When the elevator doors closed, my joy faded into melancholy. What more to our other students if Kaison, who was always bullied by our classmates when we were kids, succeeds in his career? I believe I am the only one whose life is like this. 

It appears that I'm the only one who's ever been like this in life, huh? Fortunately, I am employed by Warren's company.

Before walking inside Warren's office, I left the elevator and knocked on the door. There he was, leaning back in his swivel chair and resting both feet on the table.

"Good evening...,"   He gave me a friendly smile. What? Smiling? Why is he smiling?

"Hello...," I gave him a nervous greeting.

"I'll just finish this one, then we'll head upstairs." I simply nodded. What? Upstairs? Do you think he's talking about the penthouse?

"Hey, get up." I gently opened my eyes and saw Warren's face close to mine. I immediately got to my feet and fixed myself. Gosh! Did I fall asleep? 

"I'm sorry," I said.

"It's all right. Let's go upstairs." He said that before he walked away.

"I-in the penthouse?"  I inquired, hesitantly.

"Yup." He appears to be in a good mood right now. He was in a good mood even yesterday— what could be the reason?

I simply didn't respond and asked because I didn't want to ruin his good mood. Whatever makes him happy or the reason for his happiness today should not disappear so that he does not return to being a monster.

Instead of using the elevator, we walked down the corridor and then up the stairs. Because it wasn't too high, I wasn't exhausted when we arrived on the sixteenth story.

We simply went left and were welcomed by a gigantic door that I believe was too heavy to open. He just tapped the code to unlock the door, and it rang before opening. He went in first, then I followed him.

The entire place astonished me. The entire room is made of glass, and the furniture is quite pricey. The chandeliers that dangle from the ceiling are gleaming gold, and practically everything else within is pure gold and white.

I-it’s beautiful... I used to only see this house in movies when I was a kid, and now I'm here... I'm taking a step on its floor.

"How do you feel about this place?" I was taken aback when I heard his voice coming from behind me, close to my left ear. I took a long breath and gulped. W-w why does he have to whisper at all?

"W-wonderful...,"   I took two steps forward before facing him and smiling nervously at him. I'm not sure what I'm feeling right now.

"Really?" He muttered this as he walked slowly to the sofa, and when he was able to sit down, he stared at me as he loosened his tie.

I took another gulp. Warren possesses an undeniably handsome and appealing appearance. On top of that, he is extremely wealthy and successful in his profession.

His girlfriend is extremely fortunate for that.

With a shake of my head, I expressed my dissatisfaction with what I've just thought. What the heck?  Lucky? How could she be considered fortunate if Warren's mentality was so exceptional? Oops! What a miserable woman!

"Come on, let's eat." He made his way past me and toward the enormous glass door behind me. I embraced myself as he opened it and the wind blew hard.

The temperature is freezing cold!

"Come." I followed him outdoors and looked around. There was a table for two there, with fragrant candles surrounding it. Because I'm standing near the table, I know they're scented candles. There are other plates on the table that are covered.

I was taken aback when he stood right next to me and stared at the table, but I was even more surprised and shocked when he abruptly clasped our hands. My heart began to pound in a way that I couldn't explain. I pretended to cough in order to catch his attention, but he just stared at the table.

What exactly is he up to?

"Let's go, I'm starving." We made our way off to the table. He pulled out a chair and made me sit in it. He only grinned at me when we were face to face.

"Are you aware of just how creepy you are?" I asked  him. I couldn't help but be suspicious of his actions. He was nothing like the Warren I'd met before.

I'm afraid my thoughts that he was kidnapped were correct, and the Warren in front of me is just an imposter. I'm frightened of anything that comes to mind. Aish!!

"Creepy means..." I raised an eyebrow on him. "good-looking?" This man's head seems to be broken.

Before I ate, I simply shook my head. This steak has a great flavor, especially when served with pasta. I gave Warren a brief glance before shifting my attention to the food when I noticed him staring at me while eating meat.

This man is really something.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" Not again . I shook him immediately. I don't want this kind of situation anymore!

"N-no... a-after eating this, I'm going home." I'm worried about what will happen tonight since I still get the feeling that my body is betraying me. M-maybe... aish!  "It's only wine, after all. It isn't enticing in any way." He said this as he poured crimson wine into my glass.

"N-no really, Warren."

"Just a little." I took a big gulp. S-shit, I think I'm in trouble right now. I don't want to be in this scenario any longer! "Cheers?" As he raised his wine glass, he asked. I simply nodded and did as he said before downing half of the wine in my glass.

And I have no idea why I fainted a little. I locked my gaze on his, but all he did was smile. Maybe I'm dizzy because I still have a hangover. That's right.

"Drink a little more." When he said that, I was taken aback. "Won't you join me in my celebration?"

"What are you celebrating?"   Shocked, I asked.

"You don't need to know, Nathania. Simply join me tonight to celebrate." He said it while smiling. Because I can't do anything, I just nodded. "And, before I forget... "I'm sorry..."

"What is it for?" He only shrugged his shoulders as an answer, which made it much more difficult for me to understand what he was trying to say. What does he want to say then?

"Really? Did you honestly believe I was a bad person?" I gave him a nod. We've been laughing for a while now, and we're no longer outside. We're in the living room right now, drinking again. I'm not sure why, but I don't seem to care any longer? Even though I know tomorrow will be a terrible day for my body, I am happy right now.

"Yes. It irritates me a lot because you act so strangely!" Before I drank it all again, I said that. We no longer drink wine, but rather hard liquor.

"Because I like how you react, especially when you're upset," he says. I locked my gaze on him. Who'd have guessed we were just conversing casually as if we were friends? This alcohol may be exactly what a person needs to feel comfortable to someone.

"You, Warren Anderson, are just as annoying!" He burst out laughing. As in, the hardest one! The sound echoed throughout the penthouse. With a shake of my head, I expressed my dissatisfaction with the situation. "You're insane." As I drank my wine, I said.

Due to tiredness and drunkenness, my eyes are a bit narrowed, but I still try to open them. I don't want this night to come to an end. I want... I want to spend a lot of time with Warren. It's just the two of us right now. We,  who do not consider what will happen the next day. We, who aren't discussing work matters.

"What are you doing?" I asked him. He kept the bottles of liquor and the junk food we were eating, then  he tossed them to the side and took a seat next to me.

"This...," he says. He rested his head on my shoulder.

"That'll make you dizzy even more!" I sighed and drank the remaining wine from my glass because he didn't reply. I'm starting to feel dizzy. I'd like to sleep, but I'm not sure how. Am I just going to sleep in this position?

I chuckled.

Fine, I'll just sleep next to him.

I closed my eyes slowly...

"Uhmmm..."  I couldn't help but moan about the sensation I was feeling. Where did that come from? Why am I getting this tickling on the back of my neck? "W-warren.."  I was shocked, but I asked him in a weak manner. So this is what  I'm  feeling a while ago? He then started kissing and sucking my neck. "Ahhhh..."

He lifted me up and held me so passionately that I couldn't lie down. I couldn't do anything but gulp.

Why am I feeling this way? Why am I so thrilled?!

He laid me on the bed. He opened my thighs and bit his lip hard while looking in the middle of me.

"W-warren..." I said..

"Shhhh... I know exactly what I'm doing." He said with weary eyes. He looked at me as he unbuttoned his polo shirt one by one.

Why is it this way? Why am I unable to stop him? I'm already aware that what happens tonight will make me regret it but...

"Mmmmmpppp..." I growled weakly as he started kissing and licking my neck all the way down to my collar bone. When he placed his arms around me and started to rub his co*ck between my legs, my eyes opened wide. What he does tends to increase the burning feeling, making me want to strip off my clothes, but —-

"Wait, why did you rip my dress?!" I asked him a shocking question. He simply tossed my ripped dress to the side before smiling sweetly. "You're insane... H-how can I go home? " He leaned in close to my ear and whispered...

"Who said you were leaving?" He muttered softly  "You'll spend the night with me here. And I assure you'll have the best night of your life." He said this before biting my ear sweetly.

He kissed the back of my ear again, this time all the way down to my neck, collar bone, and —- "Ahhh, s-sh*t..." He took turns kissing and licking one of my mountains while also pleasuring and massaging the other.

My body was lifting and I didn't know where to turn my head because of what he was doing. When I looked at him, he seemed to be enjoying himself in my mountains. He alternates between sucking and touching them, and he also plays with them. F-fck... w-what he's doing gives me a lot of pleasure...

"Hmmm... ahhhhhhh sh*t..."

"Do you like it?"

"Aahhhhh..."  His kiss traveled from my stomach to my navel, causing a tickle that made me moan louder... "W-warren, ahhhhh..." While his left hand was still playing with my mountains, he continued kissing and licking my stomach. His other hand .... was busy with lowering my u-underwear... "W-warren...,"  I said in fear.  Is he certain of what he's doing?

"You won't have to worry about anything, Nathania. Just have faith in me." He continued to kiss me after that, that made me move in response to the tickle and pleasurable sensation that he's giving me.

When he removed my underwear, I immediately covered my womanhood. He removed my hand and held it firmly, trying to keep my hand going back to my womanhood. I moaned even louder as his kisses drew closer to my—

"Ahhhhhhh!" His mouth was on my c*nt, and I could feel the heat. "F*ck... yeah... hmppp!" He slowed his tongue there, and my body lifted in response.

"Fck!" Warren muttered.  "You taste so good hmmmm...," he said before devouring my womanhood once more.

I couldn't help but moan at the pleasure Warren was inflicting on me. This was how I felt at the time. It's as if I'm going insane with his tongue. What happens if...

"Ahhhhhh s-shit... hurry up... " I was referring to him licking my tummy... "Fck... fck... s-sh*t...!!!!"

Until my entire body was shaking and all I could feel was pleasure. I'm not sure what it is, but it feels good.

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