I woke up with a terrible hangover. I was on a bed, in an unfamiliar room. I sat up on the bed, groaning with a severe tumbling in my head. Everything that happened on the last day suddenly came flooding back to me. The bar, drinking with a guy, excessively bragging about how I drank in high school, and stupidly consuming the six shots of sangria.
In the toilet, the way that man almost raped me, gosh…someone tried to rape me, yeah…a guy saved me. I looked around and gasped when I saw my black lingerie dangling over a couch.
I panicked for a second. Oh God! Had I slept with that man? Oh my God. Then it hit me, staggering over that door and popping my head into his bathroom, and giggling like an idiot.
What other stupid things have I done with this man?
My purse was beside my underthings and my dress was on top of the couch. It almost choked me, I couldn't remember it all. I didn't want to see more, only my mind was doing things right now. Showering, touching, kisses. I had sex with him in the bathroom.
Quickly, I flung the blanket off me and sprang out of bed. Not surprised to see myself in a big polo, in a hurry, I slipped my pants under me, hooked my bra, and slipped my dress up, taking off his top, then zipped up. When I turned, I saw this handsome angel walking into the room with a tray. I recognized him instantly, he was my seatmate on the plane, the man I met in the bar, and above all, the man I slept with last night.
I raced out of the room with him shouting after me.
What a mansion! Very large but I found stairs, and started to run through them. Straight outside the house, I found the gate-man, who opened the gate for me. God was at my side when a cab stopped in front of me. Oh my savior, I quickly climbed into the cab, which zoomed off immediately.
Aiden's POV.
"Asshole. Why did you let her go? I'm gonna fire you, I promise." I yelled and walked back in. I sat down on the couch and threw out anything I found on the couch on the floor.
"Damn!. Fuck you!. Fuck you!!." I yelled out again and carried the small sculpture, worth $40,000, and hit it on my plasma. It made a very loud noise.
Quickly, the maids ran into the living room, "What are you looking at? Get out, you bitches!!." I yelled at them, and they quickly scurried out of the living room.
"I want her now. I want to see her.""
I kept reciting, pacing around the living room, as my legs scrunched down the glasses littered on the floor. I didn't mind that the glasses were piercing my bare legs as all I could think of was her.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Gavin asked the instant he walked into the already messed-up living room.
"Holly molly!!. Calm down, breathe, and calm down." He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the couch.
"I was so close. You know that."
"We'll find her," he reassured me, and started to pull the glasses from my legs. "I brought you news." He said after some time.
I looked at him and snapped, "If it's work, forget it." He chuckled and I glared at him.
"Fine. It's about your angel. Her name's Kathleen Garrido. She lives with her best friend at 1202 E Pine Street."
I was beginning to calm down.
"Any boyfriends, or workplace?" I asked.
"Recently, her boyfriend was transferred to India. It could be where she could be coming back from when you two met on a plane, and she's a therapist, though working under a woman as a secretary. I still think her employer wouldn't let her back at work because she resigned before traveling."
"She has a boyfriend?" I asked, raising my brows.
"They broke up recently." He answered, and that was when I understood her aloof character.
I shook my head, "Good one, Gavin. You've done a great job." I gave him accolades for what he had done. I had been so immersed in having her that I didn't do a background check on her.
"Anytime, man. Did you sleep with her?" He suddenly asked.
I raised my brows at him and replied, "I didn't. I controlled myself."
He looked amused, "You did what?." He burst into laughter. "That doesn't sound like you." He mused.
"I know, right? I couldn't do it. I mean she was damn sexy, with glossy long brown hair, dark violet eyes, a slim torso, a fucking perfect body, and a big ass under her perfectly curved boobs. Then she was fucking drunk. I couldn't do it. She woke up this morning and disappeared into the thin air. That fucking gate man opened the damn gate for her. Remind me to fire him today." I snarled in anger.
"Oh, man. Don't blame your gate man, you've fucked many ladies, sent them out of the house in the morning and the same gate man opened the gate for them. He thought she was one of your several bitches." He tried to talk me out of it, but I wasn't exactly listening to him, I was thinking of her.
I sprang up to my feet instantly. "Let's find her. I know exactly how to make her mine." I finished with a grin.
Kat's POV
"Thank God!" I exclaimed when I opened my purse.
My cash was intact, I counted out a few dollars and gave it to him. He drove off, and I began walking toward our apartment.
I opened the door and sighed when I found Noelle, serving a plate of bacon and eggs on the table. She turned to look at me and smiled cheekily. She knew what she did, and I did not fall for her smile.
"Hey," She said, waving a hand.
I rolled my eyes and walked into the inner room. I dropped my bag and tried to remove my earrings but couldn't find any. It must have fallen off in the bar or his house. I sighed deeply when I remembered his house.
I heard the door open and Noelle walked in. I didn't care to look at her.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled. I noticed her moving closer to the bed. Her hands traced my back to unzip my dress.
"I was also drunk. You wouldn't blame me." She explained and I turned.
"That is not an excuse, Noelle." I snapped and she kept shut. She knew I was too angry to speak to her. Silence befell us and I turned and asked,
"Where did you sleep last night?"
She bit her lower lip, "The guy took me home. What about you?" She asked back. I didn't reply to her. Hell no, I wasn't going to tell her how stupid I was to sleep with a strange man.
A fucking one-night stand!!!!
Noelle knew me better. She knew if I wasn't ready to say something, I wouldn't. She would sometimes give up or beg me to answer her. This time, she was giving up on knowing.
"I made breakfast." She said, stepping away from me, "I saw that! I'm just going to brush my teeth and come out." I simply told her and walked into the bathroom.
As I brushed my teeth, the pictures of his running hands over my body flashed through my mind. I quickly rinsed my mouth and went into the shower.
Coming out, I joined Noelle at the table. She had already set the table and was sitting on a chair. I took out a chair and sat opposite her.
She cleared her throat, "I'm really sorry about yesterday, it won't happen again."
"I'm sorry that i got angry. You weren't at fault and i understand you better now."
She dropped her spoon and held my hand, her eyes staring into mine, "Tell me, what really happened in India?"
I didn't know when a drop of tear fell off my eyes, I sniffed and wiped it off with the back of my hand.
"He cheated, Elle."
She didn't look surprised, "You know that lady he said was his sister,"
"Titai," She answered, and I nodded, she covered her lips immediately, "He cheated with his sister?" She screamed.
"How am I sure she was his sister?" I asked her.
She concurred, her next word surprised me, "Don't worry. You'll find a better man. Anyway, will you go back to work?"
I shook my head, "It's if Mrs Marcel accepts me back."
"Take today off and have a rest. Visit her tomorrow and let's see what other things we can do."
I nodded, giving her a small smile, "Thanks Elle. I really appreciate this."
She stood up and walked over to my side, "Come over here, you really need my magical hug." I laughed and went into her spread arms.
...........Next Day."She said, get out and never come back," I replied. Noelle raised her brows and scoffed. "Like I care, huh." She said and I shrugged. We were huddled at our table in the cafeteria. I had gone to my workplace and was shocked when Mrs. Marcel wouldn't let me back after all my pleas to continue. I sipped my coffee and dropped the mug on the table. "We need the money, you know." She shook her head. "I can always ask my parents", she responded."Aren't you big for that? Gosh!, you got to quit that gig and start a reasonable job." I said and she rolled her eyes at me. I huffed and looked up. Two cute guys walked into the café and my memory recoiled at the familiar brown hair and body-built statue. My eyes widened when I remembered him, and I gasped. "Are you okay? Is everything fine?" Noelle asked and looked back. She gasped and turned to look at me. "They're fucking handsome." She squealed. I hit her on her arm and she winced, "Oww!! What's that for?""Stop dr
"She didn't take her pills with her.""Ooh OK." A deep male voice replied to her.I heard voices in the background. I could only pinpoint Elle's voice and the male, I do not know."Why is she taking pills?" The male asked her. She only coughed lightly."Ssh.are you trying to wake her up?" She asked all of a sudden. I knew she was trying to avoid that question."You all are," I muttered, not yet ready to open my eyes."We're sorry!" they whispered together."No use apologizing now." I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. Elle stood with her hand akimbo, and I looked at the male. My eyes grew wide when I saw him, "What for fuck sake are you doing here?" I yelled. My head ached at the way I shouted at him.I winced."I thought you said you were her friend, and you saved her," Noelle said, sitting on the bed. I looked up at her, "Yes, he saved me, but friends, I do not…""Stop talking baby,"She cut me off. "I'll go make your favorite tea, hm." She added and left.I looked at him, "Are you st
I walked the route, taking drinks to the people on the raised platform of the club where couches and coffee tables were. It was more like a lounge on that raised platform than anything else-in my opinion. Once I dropped their drinks, I turned and raced back to my bar stool. The club may have been busy, but there wasn't much demand for drinks. I watched the swaying forms on the dance floor, giving it my best effort not to stare at my stalker who had given himself the work of sitting in any corner of the bar while I served the customers. He's been doing that since I last had an attack on my way home. He was stubborn and strange. Once, when it was 5pm in the evening, he would occupy a seat and order one thing or the other. The way he usually stared at me as I served the customers, would make me feel awkward and strange. I would sometimes try not to act clumsy while dropping the drinks on their tables. I had stepped up to him and asked him to leave me alone, but he only told me that h
"Good morning, Kat." A cheerful voice greeted me. I looked up to the doorway and saw Noelle smiling at me, carrying a tray of pancakes. Grinning, I waved at her, "Good morning, Elle." "Do you want some pancakes? I made it myself." She told me proudly, I smiled and sat up on the bed. "Okay…" She walked further into the room and sat on the bed. I picked one of the pancakes and took a bite. "Humm…" Shaking my head, "It's really tasty." She giggled, "Right?" "100%," I replied and smiled while chewing it quietly. Then, she looked like she wanted to say something. "What's it? You look distant." I said. She nodded, "You know, hm. My mom is out of cash, and we've run out of cash lately. Can you give me some money? And I'll pay you back, I promise." I dropped the pancake and looked at her. "I spoke to your mom yesterday, and she did not tell me this…" I said, eying her closely."Ah…she called me last night, while you were at work," Elle replied. Lying bitch.I'm like a daughter to M
Aiden's POV."Moan my name, baby." "A.I.d.e.n.""Do you love it? Do you love my dick?" I whispered and bit her ear. She leaped up and moaned enthusiastically. "Yeah. That's feeling, hold on, I'm gonna cum now." I kissed her lips and positioned myself at a faster rate. Her moans filled the room as I dug deeper and faster into her hole when I felt it coming. Roughly, I pushed her hair backward as I spilled my sperm on her face, making her lick and swallow up a quantity. I got out of bed, grabbed my robe from the cushion, and put it over my body, I turned and found the bitch still lying on my bed. "What are you doing?" I asked, her eyes looking up tiredly. Who wouldn't after six rounds of sex? Hell, she's not sleeping over tonight. "Thank you for the sex, you can go now." I tried to sound as polite as I could. "What?." I walked to my bedside, took out a bundle of cash, and threw it at her. "I said, leave," I yelled and she jerked up. She quickly wore her dress and limped off t
I cocked my brows when he said that. I didn't ask him what he meant nor did he explain either. I was feeling restless, agitated and nervous. I wanted to stand up and walk through that door but the only thing holding me right now was Nuelle's mom, who I had come to take as my mom. "How much?," I asked. "Four hundred thousand a month?" My mouth hung, "Huh?." "I'll pay half and if you complete your work in a month, I'll pay the other half of the money." Okay, let me get this straight. I'm only 24, I was in my second year of becoming a therapist with a bachelor's degree until my parents died and my dream of becoming one today was shattered. I had to work for a woman as a secretary to make ends meet. My salary per year wasn't even up to $15,000. Therapists can make an average of $6,584 a month. At most, they might make $10,770 a month. At the very least they'll make $3,650 if they are just starting out or prefer not to pursue a doctorate degree.Individual therapists may make anywhe
Aiden's povA few minutes later, I spotted my driver and Jeremy beside my classical BMW car.As I pushed my carry on in front of my driver, Jeremy opened the door for me and I climbed in. "To the site," I said. "Yes, sir." A few minutes later, the driver stopped in front of my office building. Jeremy stepped out and opened the door for me. Though I heard many greetings directed at me, I walked past them without answering any of them. That's how it has been, and they've gotten used to it. My father started the construction company and handed it to me. I've been doing great at it. Since he died, mom has handled it better than I do. The fact that I'm not always in the country, she manages it even more than my dad. As I walked my way to my private elevator, I checked through my fingerprint scanner located at the elevator entrance. I got into it, with Jeremy following behind. He pressed the button on the 54th floor where my office is located. "Good morning sir," My secretary greete
Fuck!. Fuck!. Fuck!. "What the hell! Stop being dramatic." Gavin yelled. "Shut up, Man!!. This is the craziest fucking thing I've ever heard from my mom. To top it all, Lisa Mila of all people." I yelled back and ran my hands over my head. "She's a business partner, her dad is rich and she's a model. Wow, you're lucky. You've got it good this time.""Does it ever occur to you that I don't want women?" I asked and glared at him. "Okay!. You don't want women, but you take them home every day," "Yes, I brought them and I fuck them. See me dating any?." I asked him. He relaxed back on the sofa. "No, except your therapist." He replied and I stopped moving, my therapist. I have a therapist, oh my god, Kathleen. "Jeremy," I called. The door to my room opened and he walked in. "Sir.""Where's my therapist?" I asked him. "I saw her leaving the house in the morning." "Where do you think she went to?" I asked. "Not that I can explain. She just likes getting coffee down the street." H