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A night with my billionaire boss - Chapter 2


Chapter 2

My head buzzed with warmth and euphoria, as the light from the club dazzled in my vision sending a fuzzy kind of thrill through me. 

 

I have never felt this free in all my twenty-three years of life and it was intoxicating.

 

My eyes scanned the dance floor, taking in almost-naked girls swaying around me while I hunted for Tracy.  

 

She slipped away sometime ago, probably in between our fifth shot or was it the seventh—I can’t really remember anymore. 

 

My brain was clouded and there was a thin line between me being drunk off my ass.

 

“Gotcha,”I muttered in happiness, when I spotted her. 

 

She pressed close to a man dressed in a neatly sharp suit, his blond hair tousled out of place, like someone had run their hand through them continuously.

 

And I did not need to guess who—from the way Tracy continuously rubbed her body against his in her poor act of dancing.

 

“Tracy!” I called out to her, doubting she could hear me over the noise.

 

The alcohol must be taking effect now, because I stumbled on my steps, almost falling flat on the floor.

 

‘Shit, that would have been embarrassing,’ I thought.

 

As if sensing my eyes on hers, Stacy turned to face me.

 

Her brows raised up in a questioning look.

 

I pointed in the direction of the door, telling her I was about to leave.

 

It was a poor decision on my part to come here.

 

I had told myself to let loose for the night, and I knew I would most definitely regret it tomorrow morning.

 

Worst of all, the image of Xavier in bed with Natasha still burnt behind my eyes.

 

Not waiting for her reply, the moment I saw her turn to lock lips with the blond haired man— I staggered backwards moving towards the bar again, to take one last drink and call it a night.

 

Holding the cup against my lips, hopefully—this would be strong enough to erase Xavier completely out of my mind even for this night, I drank everything up in one go.

 

Leaving a couple of bills to pay for my drinks, I turned, walking out of the door.

 

My legs were wobbly from how drunk I was, yet I ignored it, with only one thought in my mind.

 

Getting home.

 

My step mother—Vivian, was most definitely burning with anger right now.

 

And I had no doubts she was thinking of several ways to use this against me.

 

The worst she could do was to cut my mother’s Medical bills off.

 

And I cannot let that happen.

 

I suffered too much only to lose everything now.

 

My head was foggy, and I could barely make out the shapes.

 

I stood on the side of the road trying to stop an incoming car which looked like an Uber.

 

Or was it my drunk eyes seeing things?

 

The car sped past me, the wind it carried blew dust in my eyes.

 

My vision blurred and I struggled to clean the particles out of my eyes.

 

The last will of strength which clouded my drunk mind had left me.

 

I missed, my steps faltering as I swayed on my feet.

 

I struggled to keep my balance, but everywhere swirled around and I stumbled to the center of the road.

 

The light from an incoming car blinded me partially, I could not make out the figures.

 

Right before I could comprehend what exactly was happening—the loud sound of the tires of the car dragged across the tiled road.

 

I tumbled, falling to the hard ground.

 

Pain was the first thing I felt when the granite cut through my skin.

 

I could hear the shouts of people followed by the slamming of the car doors, along with voices all around me.

 

“Young master.

 

I think she’s unconscious,” a masculine voice said, followed by an angry and irritated grunt.

 

“Pick her up.

 

How far is the hospital from here?” a deep, dark and velvety voice snapped.

 

His voice erupted something deep inside of me.

 

I strained my eyes, wanting so badly to make out the shape of his face, but the darkness pulled me back in.

 

“Taking her to the hospital would be a risk, young

master.

 

This would cause a scandal, and have the news all over you tomorrow,” the first man muttered in pity.

 

The other man’s sigh echoed as he hissed.

 

“Fine.

 

I’ll take her to her home”.

 

His sinful voice rumbled.

 

And this time, I fought hard against my unconsciousness to know the face of the voice.

 

Beautiful green eyes filled my vision, as he bent down to my height.

 

I saw him—staring down at me, his gaze sharp and intense. 

 

One that could cut through a person.

 

But then, they glowed under the dim light of the night sky.

 

They pinned down on me, as he picked me up in his arms.

 

My eyes dropped lower, and I unfortunately could not make out his face structure.

 

But at least, I knew what his mesmerizing eyes looked like, I thought, succumbing into darkness.

 

But not before I felt the light tapping on my cheeks followed by his voice.

 

“Where do you live?” He questioned in irritation.

 

My lips parted to answer him.

 

But, then—my next words shocked me to the core.

 

Yet, everything felt unreal, and I barely even cared. 

 

“Take me with you, please.

 

I don’t want to go home,” I muttered softly, my voice cracky, as everything finally turned dark.

 

————-

 

‘You have to hide her, Gina.

 

You know what he’ll do if he finds her,” a man said in fear.

 

He turned to face me.

 

I could feel his eyes staring directly at me, yet I could not see his face.

 

Everything about him sounded very familiar.

 

My mother’s soft voice, which held terror beneath it, followed.

 

“I know, I’ll protect her with my life.

 

He’ll never know the truth.

 

I won’t allow De—“

 

Her mouth was moving, but still I couldn't hear a word she said anymore.

 

Her voice grew distant, as if I was being pulled from a distant memory.

 

One that sounded very important, and I struggled to hold onto.

 

I watched myself being sucked back into a deep pool of nothingness.

 

I groaned on the bed.

 

My eyelids opened slowly and painfully, only to be greeted by the sight of pitch black darkness.

 

“Why did I drink so much?” I moaned.

 

The feeling that I was missing, or rather forgetting something gnawed my mind.

 

But the pain in my head was too much to bear, so I dismissed that thought.

 

My head pounded painfully against my skull, as I sat up on the soft bed which I lay.

 

My gaze slid towards the open window.

 

The sky outside was dark, telling me it was definitely night time.

 

‘Where was I?’ I whispered, but my words cut short, as bile rose up my throat.

 

My legs jumped down from the high comfy bed and onto the floor.

 

Not hesitating, I ran into the door facing the bed, while hoping it was the bathroom which thankfully it was.

 

After spilling my guts out, I rinsed my mouth.

 

I turned, moving  to look at myself in the mirror.

 

But then—I froze when I saw what was behind me.

 

Rather who.

 

A man. 

 

No not a man—rather a devilishly handsome man.

 

He stood still behind me, his eyes staring into my soul through the mirror—thesame place my eyes met his.

 

I turned, freezing in shock as my hands went to the sink and I held it tightly.

 

My fingers dug into the hard material as I tried to stabilize myself.

 

I watched, wanting so badly to sink into the wall, while under the gaze of this stranger.

 

His lazy eyes dragged from my face, down my body.

 

I watched as his eyes flared dark, lighting in desire when his beautiful green orbs landed on my breast.

 

Then they strayed down to where the gown I wore cut in my thighs.

 

‘Cut in my thighs!’ I shouted internally in alarm, looking down my body to see what I was wearing.

 

My heart pounded erratically in my chest, remembering clearly that this was not the clothes I had worn to the club.

 

The clothes on me was a night gown.

 

One which cut diagonally across my breast, then, stopped at my mid thigh, definitely leaving nothing to imagination.

 

And that could only mean one thing.

 

“You changed my clothes?” I questioned in anger.

 

But it was less like a question, and more of a declaration.

 

His beautiful orbs dragged back to my face, and I watched as his blank eyes stared at me.

 

“Yes,” he muttered.

 

One word and nothing else.

 

I clenched my fist together, counting in my mind to calm myself and not lose my mind at the thought that this beautiful stranger had just seen me naked.

 

I took in my strange surroundings.

 

The light of the bathroom on, telling me most definitely that I had never been to a place like this.

 

“Where did you bring me?” I growled.

 

“Why am I here?” I asked, rage flaring through me only just realizing that I was in an unknown location with a man I had no idea of.

 

Now that I took a good look at this man, my eyes widened in shock when I realized something.

 

He looked very familiar. 

 




Chapter 3

He looked familiar but still I could not put a pin on where I had seen this stranger in the past.

 

His full red lips pulsed in a way that looked like he was smirking, but the pinching, and slight crease in his brows said otherwise—he wasn’t smirking—not at all.

 

Rather he was studying me, the same exact way a beast would do before he pounced on his prey.

 

My gaze moved down to his thick, muscular body clad in a white long sleeve shirt which he rolled down to his elbows sexily.

 

The sight sent a zing through my core making me cursed at the pleasure I felt.

 

I definitely could not have hots for this man.

 

He might be a kidnapper for all I care.

 

His jet black hair, still laid sleek behind.

 

He looked like he just walked out of an office meeting, but the aura he carried, made him stand out from every other man I’ve ever met.

 

A shiver slid down my spine as my core tightened. 

 

He was the kind of man women dreamt about in wet dreams only.

 

“You passed out,” he muttered. 

 

His lips pressed in a hard line, while his gaze stared intently on my face.

 

My brows creased in confusion, and as if I just opened a damp.

 

Memories of everything that happened yesterday, along with Xavier cheating on me, and then him—

 

I stumbled back.

 

“You hit me with your car.

 

You almost killed me!” I hissed in anger, a shudder passing through me as I remembered everything.

 

His gaze hardened at my words as he spoke.

“My car barely touched you.

 

You passed out from the floor from drunkenness.

 

You were never hit by my car.

 

I’ve had my doctor come in here and check you while you were unconscious.

 

And he said, everything is fine,” he said.

 

His voice was deep and dark.

 

Having an undertone that sent a spicy kind of feeling through me.

 

This man was turning my mind into a slut, just by thinking of the things his voice elicited through me.

 

My memory flashed back to last night.

 

He told no lies. I never felt the impact of his car hitting me.

 

Rather, I passed out because I was dizzy from the numerous drinks I had.

 

Now I felt immensely foolish.

 

He looked at me once more.

 

His beautiful orbs studied me like he had never seen a face like mine.

 

But the expression bleeding in his gaze was unreadable.

 

“Have a nice rest.

 

My driver would take you to your home tomorrow," he nodded, turning to walk out, but my next words halted his steps.

 

“Wait,” I called out.

 

I moved towards where he stood outside the bathroom door by now.

 

Luckily, the light from there was enough to see although the darkness of the room was undeniable.

 

I swallowed, knowing I was making an impulsive decision, but I had no other choice.

 

I had gone to the club with one purpose.

 

Find a man, good enough to take what Xavier never deserved.

 

My virginity. I wanted it gone.

 

But then, I went ahead and drowned my sorrows in alcohol.

 

I doubt I’ll ever get an opportunity like this again, and this man.

 

He was everything a man like Xavier would envy.

 

And that was exactly what I needed.

 

“Let’s have sex,” the words slipped from my lips before I could fathom what I said.

 

My hands moved to clasp around my mouth.

 

My eyes wide with shock, as I stared at him, just realizing the words I said.

 

His gaze flared in disbelief, probably never expecting a vulgar word like that from my lips.

 

“What did you just say?” He questioned, and I watched as amusement danced in his eyes.

 

An expression other than the blank face that seemed to be permanently etched on his face.

 

I felt like crying in shame as tears burnt at the back of my eyes knowing I just made a big fool of myself.

 

Biting into the soft flesh of my lips, I tightened my fist together, gathering all the courage I could muster.

 

My hands slipped to the strap of the night gown.

 

Taking my precious time, I watched as his gaze followed my actions.

 

Dragging the strap along the flesh of my skin, I slid it down.  

 

The small rope dangled languidly at my side, leaving a large portion of my boobs on show.

 

I gulped, knowing my actions were extreme and I had never done something like this before.

 

But still, I was not ready to lose the attention of a man like him.

 

Moving to the other strap, I did the same thing, watching as his eyes trailed every motion my fingers made.

 

The gown fell down to my waist, and I shifted slightly, watching as it fell at the pool beneath my legs.

 

The cool air from the window fanned my body, and I struggled not to shiver under his gaze.

 

“What are you doing?” He rasped, looking away.

 

He clenched his jaws hard, as he stared at the open window.

 

His voice— thicker, huskier and darker than usual.

 

He sounded as if he was straining himself.

 

The darkness of the room cast on his shadow, while the bright light from the bathroom shone on my naked body.

 

My perky breast stood in attention, and it took everything in me not to wrap my hands around myself, running away like a coward.

 

I knew I was probably going to regret my decision later.

 

But as for now. 

 

The image of Xavier and Natasha still stained my soul.

 

I could still see them before my eyes almost like they were before me.

 

And I refuse to let a man as unfaithful as Xavier hold me back.

 

“You had already seen me naked earlier when you changed me, so why are you looking away now?” I asked, trying to be seductive.

 

But his next words made me freeze.

 

“I did not change you.

 

I would never take advantage of a woman in a state like yours.

 

I had a female staff do it, while I ordered the dress for you,” he spat through gritted teeth.

 

“So what exactly are you trying to do?” He questioned harshly.

 

I watched as his jaws ticked hardly, while his fists beside himself tightened.

 

Almost as if it was taking every will in him to control himself.

 

I felt immensely foolish and ashamed at my abrupt and obtuse actions.

 

Maybe this was it, the punishment I deserved for being foolishly blind to Xavier's ploy along—or the revenge I needed.

 

I didn’t care which—because I was so ready to take them all.

 

“I think you already know clearly what exactly I want sir.

 

Let’s spend the night together.”



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