Kayla was sitting on a barstool, her long hair cascaded on her shoulder.She was sipping a light blue colored drink and frowning at the mobile screen. In this new city, she felt like she didn’t belong here and she felt homesick already. A bar was definitely the worst place for a girl if she came alone and didn’t look for any hookup. Countless men would try to get inside her pant. And same thing happened with Kayla too. So far she declined four men; they wanted to buy her drink. But their intention was pretty clear.She was finished with the drink and about to get up but the bartender placed a tumbler of Margarita before her."I didn’t ask for this." She scowled. She was feeling a bit tipsy now."The man sitting there bought you the drink, Mam." The young barte

Four days later,Kayla's POV:I applied to four companies. I thought coming here from New York would make dad change his mind. But he was stubborn.I didn't feel good here. Leaving New York was a bad idea.However, hoped everything would turn out good and I would be able to return to New York soon, to my 'home sweet home'.I entered the bathroom to have a nice relaxing bath. Filling the tub with lukewarm water, I dipped my body in it. My eyes closed as the comfortable water soothed my muscles. I leaned my head against the tub counter.Suddenly, the memory of four days ago played in my head. How I h

Two days later, Kayla's POV: I was searching for more jobs in the we

Kayla's POV:What was he doing here?I didn’t expect to see him again.Whatever I closed the door and slumped my body on the couch.Taking a nice bath, I came out. I was feeling hungry. The jet lag got me good. Having the food, I lay on the bed.Wow! The bed was so soft, so fluffy, exactly like my bed in father's mansion. Slowly, I fell asleep.I woke up after two hours. I was feeling better and energized. I had only two days and then would have to return.I must make the best use of my privilege holiday.I got ready to explore Paris. I wore a sky blue crop top and skinny jeans. I tied my hair in

Brandon's POV: I entered inside the room and my eyes widened like fucking donuts. Kayla was wearing a black lacey panty and nothing else. Water dripped from her long hairs, she was applying lotion on her thighs, facing her back to me. Her tight round ass made my hands itchy to squeeze it tightly. I felt tightening inside my boxer. A semi wet towel was on the bed, along with her clothes. What the hell was wrong with that girl? What  was she doing standing here almost naked while keeping the door open? Should I call her name? I cleared my throat to catch her attention. Her body jumped instantly and