CHAPTER 3: STEAMY NIGHT

After paying her, two men in black escorted her to a black limousine. She was taken to a luxurious hotel in the country. She couldn't stop being scared and crying.

 

An old man with a fat belly bought her. She couldn't refuse anymore especially since she was already paid and she needed the money.

 

"Just wait for Mr. Buenavista. He left it to you to take a bath first." said one of its staff.

 

She nodded. “Alright, thanks.”

 

When she entered the hotel room, she immediately sat on the bed and cried.

 

"It's just one night, isn't it? After that I will free my father and we will start again." She said between sobs.

 

She got up and went to the shower room. When she got out, she just kept on wearing a bathrobe. She turned off the light because she didn't want to see what would happen while that old man claimed her. She left only the lamp shade open. Her knees trembled as she returned to the bed and sat there.

 

A few moments later she heard the lock on the door— its opening and closing of it. This was followed by his approaching footsteps towards her place.

 

She suddenly fell asleep when the man simply laid her down and made her fall. She trembled, and she could feel it. Her hand moves quickly on the delicate part of her body.

 

She frowned when she realized that he was not an old man. He kissed her, and she tasted the wine on his lips. His perfume smells like mint, which stings her nose.

 

The man dropped her wearing a bathrobe.

 

"Wait a minute. Stop, wait—"

 

"Why does it look like you're new to this?"

 

Again, he kissed her on the lips, down to her neck. This is her first time! And she couldn't explain the tickle she felt. All kinds of nervousness, fear, and shame

 

She put her palm on the man's chest. She quickly frowned, as he felt it was a bit hairy but hard—like it was muscular. She lost her thoughts when she suddenly felt the man's tongue on her healthy breasts and then sucked it.

 

“Hmmm!” Her grunt was accented.

 

"What's your name, woman?" His voice is full and masculine. far away from the voice of the old man who bought it from her.

 

"But what the heck was happening? Maybe I was also sold to someone else?” she asked in her mind.

 

“S—Sophia."

 

"Oh, okay, Sophia. Be ready, 'cause tonight I make sure you will scream for more."

 

She was startled when he ran two fingers over her jewel. She could feel her wetness. She didn't even realize that she was completely undressed by the man on top of her.

 

Little by little, each kiss between the two of them got faster. She tasted the wine in the young man's mouth. It's as if they are both thirsty for each other. Melody couldn't explain what she's going to do because, at this time, she felt something strange in her body.

 

The man was right. She wanted more.

 

She felt the length of the man who was at the entrance of her jewel. He wanted to enter inside of her. She was exhausted, but her body seemed to have a life of its own.

 

"Please. Be gentle."

 

"Oh, I can't promise, baby."

 

"But ah—I'm av—Ouch!"

 

"Oh, Fuck! Shit! Y—You are a virgin?”

 

He stopped in the middle, but she could feel the pain and tearing in her lower body. She nodded, and she felt tears running down the corners of her eyes.

 

"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't know; I should listen to you."

 

"Just continue. But please, be gentle this time.” as if she couldn't wait for a response.

 

It seems that she is really out of her mind. She was actually the one who told the young man to continue possessing her. After all, she thought it was just one night. After tonight, she will be able to save her dad's life, and they will start over.

 

The man claimed her. Mr. Buenavista, who bought Melody, is currently in the hall and heading to the hotel unit he paid for. But he immediately frowned when he saw two guards at the door.

 

"What are you two doing here?" he asked them, annoyed. "Get out! I'm going in!"

 

"Sorry, but it is forbidden for anyone else to enter here," replied one.

 

"What are you talking about? I paid for this hotel unit! I spent my damn money on that woman inside! So, let me in!” He threw the tobacco he was holding on the floor and then stepped on it.

 

"We have nothing to do if you spend a million. Mr. Luxerio's instructions are strict. No one else can enter inside. He may be the only one you talk to once this is out."

 

“W—Who's in there?” stuttered the old man.

 

"Mr. Apollo Luxerio, the young billionaire—”

 

"Ah—Uh, I know him."

 

The old man just clenched his fist. He didn't argue with the two bodyguards and immediately left the building. He is no match for Asia's youngest billionaire. He will just make sure that the million he spent will be returned.

 

"That arrogant man ruined my night!"

 

That night completely changed Melody. She was screaming for more. It's like she's addicted to every man's touch.

 

The next day, she woke up because of the sunlight hitting her face. The curtain is slightly open. She fell back when she remembered what happened last night.

 

She immediately felt the pain of her delicacy. She looked around. Only then did she notice that the man next to him was gone and that there was money lying on the table to the side.

 

Her tears gradually fell. The thing she will cherish the most is gone, but she will make sure that her sacrifice will be worth it. She stood up even though she felt the pain. She picked up her scattered clothes and put them on. She did nothing but take the money. She needs this, after all.

 

She was about to open the door when she saw two men in black. She quickly closed the door again. Maybe the man who bought her was keeping an eye on her.

 

"What else do they have in mind for me? M—Maybe sell me to someone else? But Yassh said it was just one night. This can't be done; I have to run away."

 

She looked out the open window. She headed there and then peered down. There is a ladder down there; this is probably the ladder in case of an emergency. Without hesitation, she bundled up the sheets and headed down the stairs. Since they were only on the third floor, he got down immediately.

 

She briefly looked at the window she came from, then sighed.

 

“You are forever part of my life.”