CHAPTERFIVE: DICKHEAD
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I woke up with a pounding headache, my body heavy and sore in ways I had never felt before. The silk sheets felt too soft against my skin, I remembered stumbling into last night. I slowly opened my eyes and saw him a tall man standing near the window, wearing only an open shirt that revealed his muscular chest. His green eyes, shimmering like a forest caught beneath a stormy sky, locked onto me immediately. He was sinfully hard to resist, with sharp, handsome features that looked both dangerous and commanding.
“Up so quick,” he said, his deep voice sending a shiver through me.
I tried to recognize the voice. It sounded familiar in a hazy, terrifying way.
Who is he? Where the hell am I?
My head throbbed sharply as memories started crashing back. “Ouch… my head hurts,” I muttered, pressing a hand to my temple.
I sat up and opened the silk sheets, only to realize I was completely naked
“Oh my gosh!” I gasped, yanking the sheets back up to cover my full breasts as fast as I could. Heat flooded my face.
What the f**k is going on here?
He just looked at me directly, then smirked, saying nothing at first. That smirk made my stomach twist.
Who in the hell is this man? Was I insane last night? Sleeping with a total stranger?
The memories flooded in crawling on my knees, his huge c**k in my mouth, the handcuffs, the way he ate me like he owned me. Sophia, you stupid, stupid girl. You gave yourself away to a complete stranger after Everything. What the hell were you thinking? You were drunk, heartbroken, and now look at you naked in some rich man’s bed like a cheap w***e.
He finally spoke, his voice cold. “Look, I’m going to pay you for every damn thing.”
I stared at him, completely confused. “Pay me? Do I look like a slut to you?”
Anger surged through me. After everything I went through last night, he thinks I’m some paid w***e?
He paused, turning his head. His expression darkened, jaw tight as he crossed his strong arms over his chest. He looked furious now. “I don’t have time for games. Name your price and let’s get this over with.”
“Price?” I repeated, stunned.
“I’m leaving in the next five minutes and don’t you dare play dumb. I don’t even f*****g blame you I will deal with Adrian when I get to the office.”
“Who the f**k is Adrian?” I asked, my voice shaking with confusion and rising panic.
“I can’t have you as my submissive. You’re too naive and don’t take me for granted I can be very dangerous when angry.”
My heart raced. Did he kidnap me? Is this some kind of trap? What the hell did I get myself into?
“Playing innocent won’t help. Just say your price as I guess you’re still intoxicated,” he said coldly as he arranged his hair.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Adrian, get your ass over here,” he called, his voice darkening dangerously as he looked at the man who entered. He muttered angrily to Adrian,
“I’m going to deal with you when I get back You f*****g brought a naive submissive Make sure she’s not here before I get back home or else I will blow your brains out.”
He stormed out without another word.
“You f*****g d**k head!"I shouted after him, my voice breaking with embarrassment and rage.
I turned on Adrian, fury flooding me.
“Get the f**k out of the room so I can get dressed and leave this w***e house!”
As soon as the door closed, I buried my face in my hands.
Sophia, you’re so stupid, So f*****g stupid. You gave yourself away to a total stranger like some desperate, heartbroken i***t. After everything with Brandon, you still managed to make it worse. I pray I never see that f*****g bastard ever again. How could I be so reckless? My body still aches from what he did to me… and worst of all, some sick part of me doesn’t completely hate it.
I felt humiliated, used, and completely lost. The silk sheets suddenly felt like a cage.
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