BENEATH THE SURFACE

STRANDED

TATIANA

I stood frozen at the doorway, my entire body numb as I watched Dorian f**k Jenny like his life depended on it. They were so engrossed in each other that they didn’t even notice I came in.

My heart shattered into a million pieces and I stumbled out of the room tears streaming down my face. I loved Dorian, everything I did was to please him and even when he was cold and distant I had stupidly believed he loved me.

Jenny had stolen him just like she and her mother had taken everything from me. I had done everything to stay out of their way, believing that once I married Dorian, I could finally have my own life.

I walked blindly, weeping and stumbling through the hallway trying to get as far away as possible from those cheating bastards when I suddenly crashed into something solid. No, not something; it was someone chest. I stumbled back frantic and blinking through my tears.

“I’m sorry, I…” My voice cracked as I fell forward. The stranger caught me before I hit the ground and he bent down, watching me carefully.

“Are you okay “ he asked. I looked up to answer him and forgot how to breathe.

He was tall, towering over me like some kind of Greek god and his face staring down at me was perfect. His cheekbones were sharp and his hazel eyes so intense that they seemed to see right through me. He ran his hand through his dark hair waiting for me to say something.

I shake my head no and start crying again hysterically this time. “Come with me,” he said and scooped me up in his arms. I didn’t resist and let him carry me.

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Thirty minutes later, I was calmer now and slightly drunk. The stranger had taken me to a private suite and I was drinking with him.

“I’m never falling in love again.” I murmured to myself downing the glass of vodka.

“You should take it easy,” he said, watching me with those perfect hazel eyes but I didn’t care.

I filled my glass and drank again and it burnt its way down my throat, but the pain in my chest was still there and the alcohol wasn’t helping.

I scoffed. “Why? It’s not like I have anything left to lose. I’ve already lost everything including my dignity the moment I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my step-sister.”

His brow lifted slightly but he said nothing and I told him everything that happened. I was feeling light-headed but I was determined to drink myself till death.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Tatiana.” I said

“Nice to meet you, Tatiana.” He replied.

I narrowed my eyes. “That’s it? No ‘I’m so sorry’ or ‘You deserve better’?” I asked.

“Would it help?”

I thought about it, then shook my head. “No.”

“Didn’t think so.” He said.

I looked up at him; he didn’t try to comfort me with empty words or pity me, he was just sat there watching me drink.

I held his gaze refusing to look away. There was something about him, the way he looked at me with that unreadable expression scared me but I didn’t care who he was I just wanted to feel something other than the pain I was feeling.

I leaned forward, closing the space between us, his eyes darkened slightly, but he didn’t move away.

I lifted my hand and traced my fingers lightly along his jaw and he didn’t stop me so I kissed him. At first I was hesitant kissing him lightly but I was past caring and wanted to forget the pain I felt them he responded.

His hand moved to the back of my neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss and I let myself go. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and tug me closer to him, my hand touched his bulge and I moaned feeling of his erection against my hands

He broke the kiss mildly nipping on the skin of my neck the tip of his nose gently grazing my skin the lower his head traveled.

I raised my hands and hooked it behind his neck, putting my fingers in his hair and he growled against my skin as he sucked on my collar bone opening the zipper of my dress.

He carried me to the bed taking off my dress slowly and began planting kisses along the width of my back, ensuring to lick and nip along my shoulder bone. I let out a gasp as he slowly stripped completely.

He turned me to face him and my hooded eyes peered into his. He looked like an animal on edge as his eyes glazed down my breasts. They weren't that big but they were perky.

My fingers moved on their own till they found his buttons and gently began undoing them. I dragged his shirt down his chest while we moved closer to the bed. He pulled away to breathe, leaving me breathless with swollen lips.

“Fuck.” His hooded eyes skimmed down my red lips and he reattached his lips with mine. My hands skimmed his chest, feeling every dent and ridge. I grazed his n****e and he shuddered.

“You're so beautiful.” He whispered kissing my n****e and my body shook. My hands darted to his hair, tugging on it as he suckled on it.

I tipped my head back in pleasure while he assaulted my right breast while kneading the left. f**k, how was he so good?

His mouth left my breasts and I felt him travel down the valley of my breaths till his breaths fanned the band on my panties. My eyes snapped open the moment I heard him rip it off.

“You wouldn't be needing this.” He smirked at my stunned expression before gently lifting my left leg on his shoulder.

He began trailing kisses and bites up my skin and my moans increased. His hot breaths fanned my inner thigh and I yelped. He took my right leg and placed it on his right shoulder and I dripped.

My eyes widened when I noticed his mischievous smirk, I arched my back when I felt his fingers rub circles on my c**t and I writhed in pleasure at how good it felt.

“So warm… so wet.” He hummed.

“I really can't wait anymore.” I murmured eyeing his brief. He raised himself up and I pulled it down. His hard c**k sprang free and he stepped out of his briefs. He was huge, his c**k was long and thick with angry veins that pulsated.

“Good girl.” He said before pushing me down on the bed and seizing my legs to place them on his shoulders again.

He moved closer to me, looming over me and I wondered if he'd ever fit. “If it hurts, just tell me and I'll stop.” He said.

I nodded at him, urging him to go on and immediately sucked in a breath, digging my fingers into the skin of his back as he slowly pushed into me. I cried out at the mild discomfort

His hips rocked as he withdrew from me and thrusted deep into me, making me cry out yet again.

“So f*****g tight.” He said burying his head in the crook of my neck as he thrusted into me yet again. I tipped my head back, feeling the pleasure overtake the pain. I moaned with my eyes closed, holding onto him like my life depended on it. My head was spinning, overwhelmed by the intense jolts of pure pleasure.

His pace changed, his rhythm turning harder. He was slamming into me fervently, his grip on my waist tightening.

“Yes… ah, right there.” I screamed. “f**k yes… I f*****g love it.”

“You feel so f*****g good.” He groaned and it was the sexiest sound I had ever heard.

He kept thrusting into me over and over again till all I could do was cling to him and moan at his mercy. I felt like legs shake and my moans grew. I held onto him screaming as I orgasm.

When I woke up he was still asleep so I gently slipped out of the room, my heart pounding in my chest. What was I thinking having a one-night stand with a complete stranger after spilling everything to him like a fool.

I had to go back to the room I shared with Dorian but I didn’t want to see Dorian or Jenny. The thought of them made my heart ache but my bag, wallet, clothes and ID was in that room so I had no choice.

I hesitated for a few minutes finally forced myself to go but when I got to the room it was locked and no one was in. I turned and hurried down to the front desk.

“Excuse me,” I said, forcing my voice to stay calm. “The guests in room 314—Dorian Melbourne and Tatiana Morales do you know where they are?”

The woman at the front desk looked up from her computer. She gave me a polite but indifferent smile. “They checked out this morning.”

I blinked. “What?”

“Yes, ma’am. Around seven a.m.”

I stared at her, my heart sinking.

“They… they didn’t leave anything behind?” I asked.

She glanced at her computer again before shaking her head. “No, ma’am. It says here they checked out completely.”

I felt something crack inside me and I stood their in disbelief. They left without me, I swallowed hard and forced a smile. “Thanks.” I said and walked out of the hotel.

I was completely stranded, I had no money, no clothes, no phone with me and didn’t even know my way around Huston.

I wanted to cry, but no tears came so I just walked. I didn’t know how long I walked but a loud horn blared behind me, shocking me out of my thoughts.

I jumped and turned; it was a sleek cyber truck with tinted window slowly rolling down.

“Get in,” a deep voice said but I was already walking away without looking back.

The car followed me and I start to jog, I didn’t want to be kidnapped, no one would look for me.

The car swerved stopping right in front of me. “Get in,” the man on sunglasses said again.

“No,” I snapped, crossing my arms. “I don’t get into cars with strangers.”

“That’s funny, you dont seem like someone who’s scared of strangers.” He said and I turned and started walking again.

“For someone who can’t handle liquor, you have a defiant soul,” he mused. I stopped my whole body went rigid. It was the man from last night.

Slowly, I turned back around. He was watching me, his eyes dark and unreadable.

“Get in,” he said again, his voice softer this time. I hesitated and every part of me screamed to say no but as I stood there, staring at him, I realized something.

I had nowhere else to go and right now, he was the only person in this city who even knew my name so I walked towards the car and got in.