"How much for one night?" He asked and she felt tears forming in her eyes due to the humiliation. "Leave me!" She said angrily, trying to free herself from his grip. He chuckled humorously seeing her fruitless action. "Don't act innocent baby. I know how you orphans sleep your way up." He said and jerked her towards him. Tears ran down her cheeks hearing him. She felt humiliated! He brought his face dangerously close to hers and whispered in her ear, "Name your price for one night and submit yourself to me." "I said leave me! I am not-" "Drop the act. I can give you any amount you ask for. Just one night and it will be over." Saying he nuzzled his face in her neck. *** Killian Sullivan. A twenty-two years old man with rage running deep in his veins, eyes looking down at everyone and heart full of hatred for others. A sadist who enjoys others' pain and suffering. He has got everything he wanted- Money, fame, power and girls. That is until a girl refused to sleep with him and he took it as a challenge. Amara. A seventeen year old orphan (soon turning eighteen) with dreams in her eyes, lips spread into a smile and heart full of love. Her life was going smoothly until one day she met with the devil who destroyed her Completely. What will happen when Amara slapped Killian in front of everyone and he decides to get revenge on her? What will happen when they both hate each other with their guts but are forced to be in a contract marriage? How did a mere slap result in a contract marriage? Will love blossom between them or will the sins of Killian overshadow their relationship? Read the story to find out!
View More"Amara, you are going to leave tomorrow. Have you packed everything?"
The old lady, Marry, asked her. She was the caretaker of the orphanage and had seen Amara growing up from a toddler into a teenager and now soon into an adult.
"I have packed everything mother." Amara chripped excitedly.
She is an orphan who was left on the doorsteps of this orphanage when she was barely a few months old. It was a rainy night and since then she hates rain and night. The harshness of rain and darkness of night scares her. It makes her feel all alone in the world.
Her life has grown inside this orphanage and tomorrow she is going to leave it. She has been selected in one of the reputed and top colleges to pursue her bachelor's degree in Bachelor of Business Administration. All her hard work and efforts have paid off as she got selected for her dream college.
"Stop smiling like a fool!" Marry snapped at her. "And don't call me Mother! I am not your goddamned mother." She hissed at her.
Amara's smile flattered hearing her.
She moved close to her and wrapped her arms around Marry who stiffened feeling her touch. "You are my mother. You have taken care of me since I was a baby and the only mother figure I have." She mumbled in a small voice.
She looked up at Marry and grinned. "And I know you are angry that I am leaving you tomorrow. After all, I am your favourite child and you will miss me!" She stated happily.
"I will not miss a brat like you."
"Aww, then why did you keep my picture with you?" Amara placed her hands behind her back and smiled at her sweetly.
"I.. I didn't!" Marry snapped. "Enough of your nonsense now. Let go of your childish behaviour from now. You are going to a new city and be prepared for it. And don't indulge yourself in other activities. If I find you are not focusing on your studies and romancing with some city boy then I will scoop your ass!"
Amara giggled. "Just like you used to do in my childhood." She said.
Marry sighed seeing her behaviour.
"Don't just study there. Get a part time job for yourself and earn money to finance your expenses. The money which I have given you will finish in a month or two." She said. "And return the money to me once you get a job. I am not doing charity for you here." She added rudely.
"Don't worry, I will return the money to you with a ten percent interest rate once I get a job in a big company." Amara showed her ten fingers to her and smiled brightly.
Marry has given some money from her savings to her and she is grateful for it. She plans to return the money once she gets a job. Also, she wishes to contribute something to this orphanage which has been her only home. Her only dream is to work hard and earn money so that she is able to help orphan children like her.
"Of course you will have to do it. It's the least you can do for all the favours I gave to you." Marry said. "Now go and sleep. I don't want you to be late tomorrow."
Amara nodded and kissed her cheek. "Good night." She said and went away before Marry could snap at her for kissing her on cheek.
"You brat! Come here, I will scoop your ass for real this time." She heard Marry yell.
***
Killian took out another cigarette and lit it. The smoke blew out from his mouth, filling the atmosphere and he inhaled deeply. His mind was a mess and he needed something to calm himself. The loud music was busting in the background and people were grinding their bodies with each other as they danced crazily. He was in a club with his friends.
"Fuck! I need to do something now. Our college is going to end soon and I haven't learnt a single thing." Adien, his friend, chuckled as he gulped the alcohol in one go.
"You guys at least have your father's business. I am fucking broke to even start something on my own." Derek groaned. "Killian you got really lucky man. Your father is a top businessman. Your grandfather and uncle are politicians. You were surely born with a golden fate unlike us."
"Send your sister to me for one day. I will make your fate golden too." Killian replied blowing out the smoke and all his friends chuckled except for Derek who clenched his jaw in anger. He didn't said anything to Killian but from inside he was boiling in anger.
"I heard that Hayden won the bet he made with Adien" Richard asked, his eyes roaming on the juicy ass of the girls who were dancing like there is no tomorrow.
"Bastard owes me one thousand dollars now." Hayden chuckled.
Adien snorted. "You haven't shown me any proof yet." He said. "How will I know if you fucked Mia Or not."
They had a bet about Hayden making Mia fall in love with him, sleeping with her and then breaking up with her.
Hayden smirked. "I have the pictures with me." He said.
"You fucking bastard. I can't believe you got the pictures of her. Show it to us." Richard said with his eyes twinkling in lust.
"What the fuck Hayden?! How can you take pictures of Mia without her permission." Nathaniel spated in anger. "The bet didn't include taking pictures of her. Stop this bullshit before you regret everything."
"Calm down Nathaniel. No one is going to have a look at her pictures. It will remain with me only." Hayden said.
"I swear you-"
"Hello" They heard a feminine voice.
A girl was standing in front of them with a seductive smile on her face as she looked at Killian. The girl was from their college, in the same class as them and her interest in Killian is not hidden.
"Are you free Killian?" She asked him with a smile, twirling her hairs with her finger.
"Why?" Killian smirked at her, his eyes darkening in lust as it roamed over her body.
"We can talk in private if you want." She blinked at him innocently but it was another thing that it looked anything but innocent.
Killian got up and looked at his friends. "I will be back after some time." He said and they nodded knowing very well why he was going.
Killian is the biggest womaniser in their college. He fucks girls with no string attach, insults them, doesn't sleeps with the same girl twice and yet they all run behind him. He has got girls in his both arms and he doesn't gives a fuck about them. For him, girls are nothing but tissue papers which are meant to be used once and thrown away.
***
Killian looked at the other side of the bed where the girl was sleeping soundly, the girl from his college whom he fucked tonight for the first time and last time. Sleeping with the same girl isn't something he does. He needs a new girl everytime and it isn't difficult to find one when girls are dying to be with him.
He looked at the girl with annoyance and displeasure. She had passed out from their fucking session and he felt frustrated with her. She couldn't even handle him for one round. He could still hear her loud annoying scream when he fucked her. She screamed like a bitch in heat.
Fucking weak bitch.
His clothes were lying carelessly on the floor and he wore them. He went out of the room. After some time, he reached near his friends.
"You came early" Adien said to him with a smirk.
"The bitch couldn't handle me." Killian grunted as he sat. "Where are Nathaniel and Richard?" He asked.
"Nathaniel left for his house and Richard is dancing with some chick." Adien replied. He gave Killian a glass filled with alcohol. "Here"
Killian smirked and took the drink from him.
This is what he needed at the moment.
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