One night stand with my enemy

CHAPTER TWO

CLARA'S POV

When I entered the private lounge there were different men, each of them had two seductively dressed women with their laps barely closed. I wore my chef uniform inside the lounge to serve them, but I couldn't recognize Adrian between the different men.

The person I saw in the magazine was completely different from this personality. His body wracked with the smell of alcohol, while a slender young lady laid on his lap.

“Good day, Mr Adrian. I'm one of the new chefs you hired recently and I've been ordered to serve the private lounge for today.” My voice echoed softly.

“I don't need any form of introduction, just go straight to your duty.” He said, while the slender lady danced on his lap. At that moment I was so irritated at the sight of things.

The lady on his lap tapped him seductively, “Adrian shouldn't you be comforting your little daughter over your wife's third death anniversary.” I stood without flinching.

“What gives you the right to question me? You're just my company for tonight, so act accordingly!” His voice ran out, pushing her away from his lap instantly.

This man wasn't only like his father but was also reckless at his vulnerable state. His wife's death anniversary turns out to be the same reason for his actions.

“Lady you're so beautiful even with the fact you're fully dressed in a uniform.” One of his friends was in a full drunk state. I could feel the lust in their eyes, but I knew this wasn't the perfect time to penetrate.

I walked out of the private lounge instantly while holding the tray closely. Before I reached the Vale hotel kitchen, a hard palm grasped my hand.

And when I turned back it was my enemy, no other person than Adrian. His eyes were dark reddish, at his glance my heart skipped rapidly. But I didn't flinch because I grew up in a home where I met different expressions of my foster father.

“Clara Voss, where are you running so fast to? I heard you're one of the best chefs in this city, so I wondered what you would be doing in my hotel.” He said clearing the air, as he stared intensely.

“I don't have enough resources to establish my own hotel, so I would rather work for one of the talented billionaires. I heard your hotel is one of the best.” I said seductively, arching my eyebrows.

“Enough of the introduction, but you should be very careful around my hotel especially on my wife's death anniversary. Because I don't let fine women cross this building without being touched.” He replied boldly. And the room stood still at that moment, I couldn't grasp the next action to do.

“I would be glad to end up in your bed too like other ladies. Even though I heard you always act like nothing happened the following day.” I whispered seductively in his ear. He grabbed my hands instantly leading me to the private lounge.

The room was empty this time, there were no men nor women. As the empty room was reeked with the smell of liquor.

Fear overwhelmed me instantly, as I quickly scanned his facial expression knowing his next move was fully planned. I was about to leave his side before I remembered my foster father's warning.

“DON'T BE DECEIVED BY HIS LOOK,” it kept ringing in my head boldly. My foster father's training filled my mindset with venom that I was ready to do anything to punish this man before me.

Especially after seeing his performance today, Adrian used innocent ladies to satisfy his grief. Even grief couldn't hold his evil nature back, instead he was still a villain as always.

I remained silent waiting for his next move. Vulnerability was beyond what I was seeing.

“Please can you stay with me for a while.” He pleaded, his eyes were already going dim from the alcohol.

Instantly I sat close to him on the couch. I was so happy that I was definitely winning him over.

“Tell me about your late wife,” I said, my eyes scanning his facial expression. Besides my ear was a recorder my foster father installed to take note of everything.

“She was so beautiful like you and she also talked softly.” He laughed out softly, before he skipped the next class.

He stood up and immediately he fell back to the chair. “Don't mind me, my vision is blurry but I need to go back home. My daughter would be missing her father.” He said, about to stand up again before I held him.

“You shouldn't be alone tonight,” I said seductively, looking at him intensely. He held my hands but this time I could feel the grief within him.

“My daughter needs me. I'm the only one she has now.” His voice was faint this time.

“Your daughter wouldn't want to see her father in such a state.” I said softly.

He nodded his head calmly and placed his hands on my lap. His touch lingered on my lap and suddenly I was feeling a strange sensation.

“Neither would you want to be alone. Please follow me to my room, I would need company.” He said, his hands still touching my laps.

The heat within me increased, I never knew my enemy could make me feel this way just with his touch. But this wasn't going as planned, he wasn't supposed to sleep with me.

My mind was conflicted at that moment, but I had to follow him because I was ready to give up.

He held my waist while we entered the elevator leading to his suite. When the door opened he barely seemed aware of what he was doing.

He kept muttering his late wife's name until we entered the room. Adrian kissed me hard from the door and gradually we reached the bed. The suite was so dark that I couldn't see anything.

“Ana I've missed you for years.” He muttered, before he removed his clothes. At that moment I knew the best way to execute my plan was to have a one night stand with him.

Within the next seconds we were completely naked. Only my panties and his were still on, separating us slightly.

His lips moved over my skin, slow and consuming, pulling a reaction out of me I didn't expect.

Heat spread through me, unfamiliar and dangerous. This wasn't part of the plan but I didn't pull away.

The pleasure I felt was underestimated, at that moment I regretted being in such a position.

We continued until his vision faded. His last word he kept mumbling was his wife's name.

“I LOVE YOU ANA,” he muttered, before he went into a deep slumber. I stared at the man's face on top of me, he looked vulnerable.

I knew my father would be angry with me wherever he was. But then I remembered Julian voice “even if you need to seduce him to bed, don't leave any chance out.”

Perhaps my rage for vengeance was more than the dignity I held. To the extent I gave up myself to my enemy, one of Adrian's bloodline was my first.

But I didn't flinch because I knew tonight marks the beginning of his destruction. All my childhood till date I was raised to destroy his entire family and I've sworn to make them miserable.

Whatever I would encounter in his world would bring me closer to fulfilling my promise to my late father.

But I felt trapped between truth and desire with my childhood enemy. My inner thought denied the anger within me but I knew whatever happens, no matter what I felt, my mission would always come first.

All I could see was the downfall of Adrian Vale's bloodline.

But my mindset was overwhelmed with Adrian's bloodline downfall.