A Deal Between Billionaires

Chapter 2 - Scheme between Parents

Evelyn's POV

I woke up with a throbbing headache. Argh, ugly hangover. Opening my eyes slowly, I looked around. It was a well-decorated fancy room. According to my frozen brain, it looks like a hotel room. And point to be noted, it's not my room. What am I doing here? I sat on the bed and notice something that made me froze for a moment. I was not clothed. I never slept na-nak-ed, why now? Omg,, all the bad thoughts are rushing to my brain... I am in a hotel and naked. It's the typical scan of one nightstand. Did I sleep with someone? No, no, no, after preserving my chastity for 24 years I can't lose it to any random guy. Please God, please, don't do this to me, I prayed like a madwoman.

After praying like forever my frozen brain finally started to work. "Calm down Evelyn, take a deep breath," I said to myself and took some real deep breaths. "Now think, think what happened."

I met with Zoe, got drunk and then what? I tried hard to recall and felt my headache was getting worse. Without the headache my body doesn’t feel uncomfortable anywhere. And it’s a good sign. Maybe I was feeling hot and took off my clothes on my own and there was no guy involved.

First I should take a shower and go home. Dad must be worried about me. I will think about other things later. Need to take care of my headache urgently too.

I took the blanket and covered myself. I found my clothes on the floor. I picked my jeans took out the phone. Somehow it was switched off. I switched on my phone and put it on the bed and went to the washroom for a quick shower.

"Oh my god, what have I done last night?"  I said out loud freaking out a little. There was a white shirt, black pant and a black suit. They look branded and oddly familiar. So, there was a man. Did I robbed someone's cloth or did I really slept with someone one? Or the worst-case scenario" I forced someone to sleep with me." I said out loud again. That's why I don't drink too much. A drunk me is someone I don't know. You can say the drunk me = my caged p*****t self.

I quickly took a shower and changed into my clothes. My jacket was full of stains. It looks like puke. Did I throw up?

Suddenly, a memory came to me. Someone was carrying me bridal style. I don’t remember his face but I was sniffing his fragrance like a p*****t and also grinning like a fool because he smelled like an Apple pie. Yummy.

Shit, my thoughts are losing its track again. How can someone smell like an apple pie? Most likely I was out of mind after having some alcohol in my system? My pride really hurts right now. Even thinking about it makes me horrified. How can I do such a perverted thing?

. After finishing my morning business I went out and checked my phone again. There was a text from Zoe.

"Hey babe, how are you feeling? My head is splitting up. Oh, uncle called me last night asking about you. Benjamin received the call. Uncle said, you didn’t return home yesterday so I told Benjamin to say, you stayed at our place. So, don’t worry about uncle and say the same thing. Everything will be alright. And if you want to treat me again don’t hesitate to give me a call. I am always there for you with a wink emoji. And keep me updated. Where did you stay and all? Text me back. Love you."  That’s must be why dad didn’t call or text me. Nonetheless it’s nice to have a BFF who can cover up things for you.

“Thanks for the cover up or dad would have worried for nothing. I stayed here in a hotel. I was too drunk to reach home. Love you too.” It’s a simple answer without any lie. I just hide some little details. It’s too embarrassing to share everything with the big mouth Zoe.

I picked my phone from the bed and threw my jacket in the dustbin. I also took the unknown guy’s clothes to throw when I noticed stain marks in his clothes. Now I can connect the dots together. I was drunk, some guy helped me and I puked on us both. So, he kindly changed my dress and then took a shower.

He changed my dress!!!

Maybe he changed it with closed eyes. It’s possible right? Let’s hope for the best. Cheer up, Evelyn.

I went to the front desk of the hotel. I was still inside Paradise. I was debating I should or shouldn't ask the receptionist who I slept with? I mean, who I came with?

"Good morning miss, how can I help you?" the receptionist greeted me politely.

"Umm, I stayed in suite no.5555. I was a little drunk so, can’t remember things clearly. Can you tell me who checked in the room last night? And also the payment" Good job Evelyn you nicely worded it.

"Sorry miss, we can’t share any information about our VIP customers. This room is reserved for one of our VIP customers and we don’t have the access to this room. And you don't need to pay." Okay, No useful information.

"Can you tell me the name of the owner of this room? Or how can I contact them? It will be really helpful." I said with my puppy eyes.

"My apology miss, we are not allowed to reveal any personal information of our customer." The receptionist thought, we can’t share it even more since the information is about the owner of this place.

"It's okay. It's your job." I gave her a half-smile.

"Have a nice day miss and please come again." I nodded and left the place. But I don't think I will have a nice day or come back here again.

 I took my car and went home. I bought a cup of black coffee on my way home. The maid opened the door for me as the living room was empty. Dad must be in his study. I grabbed the chance and went to the kitchen; I picked an apple and straight took off for my bedroom. It's a plain grey colored room with a black ceiling. In the middle, there is a king-size bed full of teddy bears. There are other three doors besides the hallway door. There’s one to the bathroom, one to the walk-in closet and a glass door that leads to the balcony that has a view of our garden.

Finishing the apple, I took a pill for my headache. I took a long relaxing bath and changed into a sleeveless baggy t-shirt and a short pant. I maybe a designer who makes dream dresses for girls. But I am not fashionable at home. I like to wear simple and comfortable dresses at home.

I took a day off from work so, I can rest at home. I laid down flat on my back staring at the ceiling and getting lost in its black color. And there he is.

A man with gorgeous black eyes was opening the buttons of my jacket. I should be frightened but I was way too mesmerized by his charms. He has long and shiny black hair that is gelled in a skilled manner. His thin brows, his long lashes above his attractive ebony eyes, his perfectly shaped nose and his thin cherry lips, how a man with such dangerous feature can have such alluring cherry-like lips. And last but not the least his a sharp jaw line all are too good to pay no attention to. “You are beautiful;" I said out loud and smooched his cheek. I don't know why I did such a thing. I would never do it in my right mind. It must be the influence of alcohol. He looked into my eyes. There was amusement in his eye for a moment and then he was giving me a cold glare. That made me feels chill down my spines. He started to lean down dangerously close to me invading my private space still peering in my eyes. And everything went blank.

Come on, are my memories playing with me? How can it end here? Did he kiss me? Did we carry out till the end? My cheek heated at the thought of that. "Control your hormones, Eve. How can you expect to be kissed by a stranger, to be precise a hot stranger? Although he is extremely hot to resist. You still need to control your thoughts. The saint in me yelled in my mind. The good thing about this scandalous memory is that I recall the guys face. He was the strange man I met in front of the washroom. Now I know his face but nothing else. Not sure how many perverted things I have a done with him? To be honest his face is just me type but his personality is questionable. What’s more that dude didn’t even look back at me for the second time. Am I not pretty enough?

My headache was coming back to haunt me again. I closed my eyes, emptied my brain and soon fell asleep.

******

The maid called for me at lunch. I freshened up and went down to find my dad waiting for me.

“Hey, dad.” I greeted him.

“Didn’t I ask you to inform me before you decide to stay out? Even your phone was switched off. How old are you lady to make such an error?” Dad asked me with his stone like face. I was in for a scolding and I do deserve one.

“Sorry, I’m 24. I was a little drunk and fell asleep. So, Zoe took me with her to her place.” I lied with my finger crossed.

“I see you do know your wrongs…Come to the study after finishing your food. I need to have some words with you.”

“Okay, dad.” I said like an obedient child.

We finished our food in silence. Than went to dads study together. We took a sit in front of each other on the table.

“Have you thought anything about your marriage?” dad asked.

“Nothing for now.” Is he going to start nagging about marriage again?

“Do you have a boyfriend or someone you like?”  

“No.” I said lowering my head.

“Are you not interested in boys?” dad asked me with a low and worried voice.

“Dad!...” I shouted with my eyes big. Come on I don’t have a boyfriend doesn’t mean that I’m not straight.

“Okay.” He put some documents in front of me and said, “Sign in them than you are free to go.”

“Um, that’s all?” I asked uncertainly. Is he letting me go just with this?

“Yes.” He replied. I didn’t expect things to be this easy. Previously, whenever dad called me in his study to talk about marriage we will always end up arguing for hours. So without thinking much, I start singing the papers, because I was in a hurry to get out of here I didn’t even check the contains inside. I just signed everything with full speed like a foolish. In a few days I’m going to cruse myself for being stupid and not reading things before signing.

“I’m done dad. By the way what are these for?”

“I will tell you later. Now, go back to your room.” Dad said in his mind, I don’t want to this to you. But you leave me no other way so don’t blame me for this. Again with the immense amount of trust I have in my dad, I didn’t asked anything further.

After I went out dad called someone one and said, “I got the signature from Eve, I will send you the papers. I’m very worried about the kids. What are they going to think about this? Do you think we will succeed without any backlash?”

“What else can we do about it? It’s not like they will listen to us even if we asked them nicely. Let’s try our best to turn things better for their good. Eventually the kids will understand us. Congratulation, we are going to be in-laws now.” The side of the phone replied merrily.

“Yes, congratulations to you too.”

“Don’t sound so down. Sophia will handle everything. The kids love Sophia and will listen to her words. We will come to your house after getting their marriage certificate. You don’t have to talk to Evelyn alone. So, don’t worry.”

“Yes, make sure your son is good to my daughter otherwise I will peel off his skin one by one.”

“Come on, I’m getting Goosebumps here. Can’t you speak a little more sophisticatedly? And if my son bully your daughter do you think my wife will let him live. You know how precious Evelyn to Sophia is.”

“Yes, that’s why I am giving my only child to you guys… Okay, I won’t talk anymore. Call me when needed.” End of their conversation.