Three

Alfred's POV

I was angry. Angry that despite my fame and power, I was still pulled into some shitty marriage contract by my family. I couldn't get out of it but I made sure to ignore it for years, never bothered to even see who my supposed bride was because it didn't change a thing and I didn't care. I can't wait for the three months left to be over, then I wouldn't have to entertain those poor people again.

I returned to my room to join Kate, my woman for the night. When I left to answer my ‘visitor’, she was still fast asleep. We had gone at it all night long even I was surprised, it was only supposed to be a one time thing. At least that was what I paid for.

But when I entered the room, she was nowhere to be found. I checked the bathroom and she wasn't there either. She was gone and I couldn't help but wonder why she left so secretly… I didn't want her to leave just yet.

This Kate girl, there was something different about her. I may have been high on drugs last night but I could still remember every feeling I had felt, it was like nothing I have ever felt before.

I never repeat the women I take in for night, but I wanted her again. I needed her again.

I was about to rush out and call the gateman to ask if he saw her but a notification came into my phone that made me pause.

'I'm sorry I couldn't make it last night, can I come in today?’ it was a text message from Kate.

I frowned in confusion. If Kate didn't come in last night then who was that?

Who did I sleep with last night?

I immediately called the gateman and housekeeper to confirm that someone different indeed came in and left in the morning. The CCTV cameras outside were the only thing that captured her face and I sent it to a private family detective with a short message.

“Find out who she is as soon as possible and get back to me”

I was going to find her, no matter what!

***

“How is finding one girl proving to be a challenge for you? You are slacking, Mark” I said with a displeased frown as I eyed Mark, my family detective.

His head was slightly bowed but I could see he wasn't happy about it either. He was so efficient he could sniff the identity of a drug lord but finding this woman… I couldn't tell if he wasn't looking hard enough or she had totally disappeared off the face of the earth.

Two weeks had passed and I felt restless. I kept thinking about this mysterious woman for no reason, she was everywhere in my thoughts like a leech. The electrifying tingling feeling, her soft moans, her innocent face and her tight but wet core… they haunted me like a nightmare. I hated the torment so much I tried to get with other women to forget her but they never gave the same feeling as that night.

It was so frustrating that a one night stand had this much effect on me.

“I’m sorry, boss. I'm still searching, I'm surprised it's taking this long myself. This woman has no socials which is shocking, she either lives completely off the grid or she wasn't in the country before and probably just flew in” he explained.

“Well whatever it is, find her” I barked out frustrated.

After Mark left I grabbed my jacket and made my way to Club Zero with a determined look on my face. I wanted to try one last time with another woman, I didn't want to accept that a one night stand was the cause of my restlessness.

Club Zero was a masked on-no phones club which ran VIP private services for special clients. The club was an exclusive one for mostly celebrities and influencial people who just wanted to have fun away from the public eye. I was a regular of course so it didn’t take long to get settled in at the bar and order my strong mix to start the evening.

I was busy observing the women to see who would make my bed when a petite woman with curvy features arrived at the bar. I couldn't see her face with the mask on but my interest was piqued from the shape of her body.

“Your strongest drink, please. What do you have?” she ordered without paying any attention to me.

The bartender listed a few and she seemed to be in thoughts on which one to take, I took this as my cue and stepped in.

“Seems like this is your first time ordering here, I'll advise you to stay off the strong mix first” I said with a charming smile even though she couldn't see through my mask.

“Oh no, I do need a strong one for what I'm about to do tonight” she replied, finally turning her attention to me.

“Woah, sounds like you are trying to forget a bad experience to which I can relate to. I have the perfect drink for you. Faruk, give her my second favorite mix” I ordered on her behalf.

Her order was brought in and she took a long gulp while wincing from the burning sensation at the back of her throat, “Okay okay, maybe you should slow down a bit. Jesus! How much do you want to forget?” I asked as I stopped her from taking full gulps.

“Everything. I want to forget everything” she answered with a slight strain to her voice to indicate she was on the verge of tears.

Whatever happened to her must have been horrible.

For some weird reason I wanted to listen to her. “Hey, if you don't mind, I have a VIP room we could sit and talk, that's if you want to” I offered to the surprise of myself.

I had come here to prove a point but here I was offering a listening session to a stranger. Something told me it wasn't just free therapy though… and that was the thing, I offered both a shoulder to cry on and a shoulder to spread legs on.

This might just be my woman for the night.