What A Perfect Godlike

That moment Daniella told her about was now! She was prepared. She knew what was about to happen.

The bedroom was enormous, decorated in a masculine color of gray and black, it was dimly lit-mode lightening and Lucia found herself standing a few feet away from the large king-sized bed.

Lucia knew what could happen immediately they entered this suit, she wasn’t going to lie to herself. Deep Within her, she still wished this man would be like the male lead she had read in one of her best romantic novels. A gentle man, sweet loving and respectful, a man who wouldn’t do things without love for his partner.

However, she knew right from the start that he was not that kind of man. He clearly showed her and even told her that day that they met, that he doesn't do love and never would. In fact, he only wanted a girlfriend for company or for his sexual satisfactions, nothing more.

He clarified it for her that this was what she could expect, and he warned her, not ones but many times, to stay away, but she never listened. Yet, here she was, willingly following him to the depth of a pit despite the thudding of her pulse because she believed that this was the man she was looking for, the answer to her wish, a man that she could fall in love with but wouldn’t love her back in return. She knew he wasn’t the type of man who would wait to love his partner before doing anything with her, so she already prepared herself knowing all these things about him.

But now that it was already happening, she couldn’t help but slightly waver. This wasn’t as easy as she thought, she was unaware that doing something like this would take a lot of courage. She wondered why her classmate in high school enjoyed talking about sex as if it was an easy one. Though, it might look easy to some people but not to her, because she was still a virgin. But somehow, she began to see them as super brave individuals because, compared to them, she, a 22 years old adult, was still struggling.

Quietly letting out a deep breath, Lucia recessed her resolve but eventually, her decision didn’t change. She already bravely begged him to bring her to this side of the world, despite the young man telling her it was not a good place. This was her choice and she would commit to it because she just got the feeling that this might be the last chance she would ever get, that is, if she fails to use this chance wisely, she would die without her wishes come through.

When the man moved towards the bedside table, Lucia tightened her eyes, barely hearing his footsteps, muffled by the soft thick carpet. The moment she opened her eyes again, intense emotions overflowed within them, indicating her steely resolve to go through with this.

She stood there as she quietly watched him remove his watch and place it on the table. Her eyes followed as she watched him walk towards the other side of the room, he removed his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. She observed him Carefully and couldn’t help but just gape at how inhumanly gracefully his movements were; so graceful, it was hypnotic.

After removing his neck tie, he nonchalantly walked back towards the bed and promptly made himself comfortable.

He was seating on the bed, leaning against the headboard with one leg straight and the other folded up, so his knee was up in the air with his writ resting on top of it. He gazed at her sexily as he unbuttoned his shirt with his other hand, stopping once he reached the button that would expose his chest.

The view of him, seating there in the middle of a vast bed, was just jaw dropping. She felt like she needed to rub her eyes and pinch her cheeks just to make sure she wasn’t imagining things or even dreaming, she even knew that her imagination wouldn’t come up in a scene like this one.

His eyes were smoldering with all the sexiness in this world without him even trying, which made the virgin girl’s heart to pound even harder. She could not take her eyes off him; no, she wanted to avoid taking her eyes off him and miss out on this spectacular image. He was undoubtedly the sexiest man she had ever met. Not that she had had any encounter with any man, but that was beside the point. The point was that no man could be compared to him.

They both quietly stared at each other for a long while. She saw his eyes deliberately traveled from her head, down to her toe and then back again. His expression was still unreadable but at least she could feel the intensity from his eyes as he looked at her, giving her confidence that maybe this man indeed saw her attractive. 

It wasn’t because Lucia didn’t have enough confidence in herself, she knew she was beautiful, especially that night. But this man right before her was on a whole other level, almost godlike. She wouldn’t blame him if he turned around and tell her that she barely passed his standards. She even believed that none of the girls in this country, not even her, were good-looking enough to even stand before him. He was just something indescribable, his beauty was unknown, his long hairs, his lips, and even the way he dresses makes girls go crazy for him. 

Lucia was so lucky to have stood very close to him, not only that, she must have been very, very lucky to have been in the same room with him. Many ladies dreamed of having such opportunity, but none of them were as lucky as her. She imagined what it would look like if he asked her to strip. Oh my God! Can she really do that?