Powerful Billionaire' First Love

Kiss A Stranger

Even though she was irritated and disappointed too, by Mark and had too much to drink, to release her sorrows, she shouldn’t have let herself loose, she shouldn’t have done that with a stranger, it was so awkward, what he did think about her.

There was a blurry face that appeared in her mind, she tried to think about him. She, who was incredibly drunk the night before, couldn’t really recall the man’s appearance, but she remembered clearly that the man was very good-looking, and have good manners too, he didn't touch her she kissed him first and touched him too.

He was the best-looking man she had ever seen, if she said he was a handsome charming prince then she wasn't wrong, this title he deserved.

Her face could still feel the warmth of the man’s hand when he rubbed her right cheek with his warm palm, and she could still hear his gentle voice reverberate in her ears, She touched her lips and she was so embarrassed. "How could I be so shameless and do that with a stranger, Ishla f**k on you?"

Luckily, he didn’t touch her. He must be a gentleman, but she lost Mark forever.

She shook her head and pushed the incident aside, she tried her best to forget that i***t stupid night. Ishla walked to the window barefoot, trying to recognize the place.

She pulled open the curtains and looked at the beautiful scenery outside and basked in the brilliant sunlight, outside was good but where she was? She spread her arms and took a deep breath, as she released all her worries with her deep breath. She exhaled and thought to herself, it’s a brand new day, that dark night vanished all her sorrows.

It was an accident last night, she didn't want this which she did after drinking. She let loose once, she was so embarrassed, She got depressed once again if Frank caught her then what happened to her if a stranger didn't a gentleman then what she does? She had to face the future positively, forgot Mark and tried to lead a happy life.

Tomorrow will be better, she keeps fighting, which blunders she did last night she will never do in future, she determined.

She lifted the corners of her lips and a beautiful smile ran on her pink lips. She turned around and walked towards the door, with new hope and courage.

As she was about to exit, she suddenly saw that there were a man’s sunglasses at the bedside table, she was curious how can he forgot that maybe he can a deceptive memory case. She walked over and took the expansive sunglasses in her hand.

She had seen many expensive things when she was living with her father. Although she didn’t know the brand of the glasses, she could tell that it was priceless, its style told that it was so expansive.

She guessed that he forgot and left it at the bedside table, he did well with her so now it was her first priority that she does best with him.

She put the watch in her bag and thought about him how will I return him? "When I get to the hotel lobby, I shall pass this to the manager, who definitely returned him" she mumbled.

When she made it to the hotel lobby, the manager wasn’t there and the receptionist apologized, she listened to her apologize, “Miss, the client didn’t leave us any contact number, we are helpless for you.

We can’t contact him, so you returned it to him personally. This watch looks very expensive so we can’t take care of it on your behalf, it was difficult for us.

But I have one solution, leave your phone number with us. If the lost owner were to come back to look for it, we will tell him to contact you, are you agree mam?” she said politely to Ishla.

The receptionist was merely taking care of the situation according to her duty, but she was really helpless in this matter. Now, Ishla had no choice but to keep the glasses and give out her phone number, and nothing so she did.

“Then, I will take care of it, for now, When he comes to look for it, please tell him to call me, I will wait for his call.” Ishla walked out of the hotel, after giving her number to the receptionist.

She didn’t know what had happened to Frank. He hadn’t found her last night, but who knows what he had planned for her next, he must plan, he never loses her easily.

It’s alright, she would roll with the punches, I will see him. She had nothing to lose anyways, that thing was making her brave.

That handsome man was right last night, things would be alright as long as she didn’t give up on herself, how she can give her dignity to anyone?

She walked down the street, with her thought. There were many shops along the way so she walked along the eaves to avoid the rain, she hadn't an umbrella, and she cursed herself.

***

She couldn’t accept Jodi’s offer and give him hope, Jodie is her family friend he loved her but she didn't. Although he said that it’d be okay to just stay by her side, in this rain because rainy weather will be harmful to her anyone take advantage.

But from her point of view, accepting a kind offer without repaying was taking advantage, so she said him by, she didn't want to encourage his feelings about her.

She couldn’t take advantage of Jodie, so she walked alone in her wet dress under the rain.

As she walked, the phone in her bag rang, and she quickly picked it up from her bag. She took it out and saw that it was a strange number calling, but she received it.

“Hi, who's there” Ishla answered the phone politely.

“Hi, Are you Miss Ishla Fisher? I heard that my glasses were with you, m'I, right? If you’re free now, I’ll come and get it, ok.” The man’s voice was low and soothing, a very magnetic voice, his voice was as beautiful as his personality.

She was stunned, after hearing this. She grieved in sorrow in her head, but she said to him.

“But here is a little problem, the Google's, It’s in my apartment but I’m outside, right now” Ishla found an excuse, and she quickly expresses.

“You’re outside, right? Which street, tell me?”

Ishla thought he didn’t believe her so without much thought she looked at the street sign before her and read the road name, “I’m on Street, I’ll call you when I’m free some other day, so sorry for that.”

No one answered on the other end of the line, so he disconnected. He was quiet for about two minutes and she felt insecure, She broke his glasses after all and she felt really guilty, now, she was in a difficult situation. His glasses fell down from her hand and have so many scratches on them.

“Hello, Sir, are you there?”

Then, there was a “beep”. Ishla looked to the side and saw a black Maybach stop next to her, she stepped back quickly.

The window opened and there a handsome face appeared, The man’s sculpted face with fine lines, thin lips and deep black eyes, oh it was he.

Ishla felt an explosion in her head, she was in deep trouble right now. The memory of the hotel room the other night surged like a tidal wave, and she quickly recognized that man, She recalled herself kissing him.

She blushed in embarrassment, how she was mad.

Compared to her who was sheepish and on edge, but on the other hand, the man in the car, Renaldo, was rather elegant and calm, he was expressionless.

One of his palms was on the steering wheel while the other hand was waving his phone, he greeted, “Miss Ishla, how are you?”

"Ah, I'm not good, to see you" she mumbled.

She stood and gripped her phone, tightly and gathered her courage. It was still raining slightly and she was drenched, but she didn't care. She needn’t look into a mirror to tell how messy she looked, she already knew this.

“Hello, what about you” she down her salvia, tried hard to organize a sentence, with her full courage, “The glasses are actually in my apartment”

“Come in, I’ll bring you to the apartment,” he moved his thin lips and said gently without any expression on his face as if it wasn't a problem.

she finally realizes that she dug her own grave, no other way than this. What should she do then? Could she refuse to go to the apartment, this thing can suspicious him?

She hesitated for a few seconds before she opened the door and got in the car, the car was expansive and clean but she was wet and messy.

…

She felt even more embarrassed when she sat in the car, she tried to hide her face from him. The internal setting of the car was low profile yet luxurious, and the fragrance of his perfume was superb.

Her clothes were all wet and it would definitely wet the car seat if she were to sit down, so she hesitated to sit in the car.

She wanted to say that, she was wet, she would get out of the car but in the corner of her eyes saw that the handsome man closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner, it was good for her she released a heavy breath.

Her chilly body felt a sudden comforting warmth, she was a bit good.

The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up to his elbow and it revealed his muscular forearm, she can't tear her gaze.

His palm pressed on the steering wheel as they went forward and took a turn, His action was rather smooth and natural, as he didn't feel any change.

One detail could show just how well a man’s upbringing and self-control were, he was a good example among gentlemen. Similarly, an action could show if one was a mature and successful charming man, she was too so beautiful but the man who sat beside her was not least in beauty and charm.