Billionaire by Chance

Should I?

When I realize Adrien has gone still, I look up at him and everything around me seems to stop and cease to exist. Adrien's gaze is low and clouded and I can feel his breath catch in his throat as he looks down at me and makes eye contact.

My heart pounds hard as hell.

I know I should pull my hand out of his pocket and step away from him, but I don't want to do that. I don't want to stop this from happening because fück, Adrien is really fücking hot and I want to be close to him, so I dare to put a hand on his chest and move even closer.

Who am I to stop myself from having something I want?

Adrien still hasn’t moved, so it gives me a chance to lift up a little on my tiptoes and get to his neck... just to breathe him in a little.

He smells of alcohol and sweat, as if at some point in the night he missed his mouth and spilled his drink on his neck, so I can't stop myself from sticking my tongue out and tasting him with a long lick.

At that moment, Adrien reacts, his hand comes up and squeezes my waist, pulling me even closer to him. His throat moves under my tongue as if he's swallowed and my hand still inside his pocket dares to move a little until I can feel his hardness.

My head starts to spin. It's been a year since I've had s*x, I think that's why I'm in this situation. So damn horny for this guy.

I really want to do something about this horniness I’m feeling since last night, but... should I? Would it be a good idea to sleep with him?

Honestly, this was not in my father and uncle's classes. They warned me not to get too close to my victims because in that case I might start to feel guilty about killing them, but my morals are pretty fücked up, I seriously think I could fück a guy and then still kill him with no problem, but what if I'm wrong?

What if... what if my desire stops me from killing him?

In that case, I think the solution is to fück him. Maybe not fücking him is way worse because I won't want to kill him because I’ll still feel horny for him. But if I fück him enough, I'll be satisfied and I could kill him without feeling like I’m missing something.

Still, it would be too fast. Adrien just met me, I have to move carefully. And I can't act like an animal in heat, for god's sake, what's wrong with me? I'm acting like he's the first handsome man to show up in my life and that's embarrassing.

I’m usually an extraordinary ice queen, I don’t know what’s gotten into me tonight, but I need to stop.

So, I pull my face away from his neck and finally pull the keys out of his pocket, causing Adrien to run a hand through his hair and look away, trying to compose himself, as well. As I move away from his body, I notice that the bïtch that was sitting on Adrien is watching us from the couch with a killing look on her face. She gets up once she sees me moving away from him to grab his shoulder and start saying something in his ear. Adrien looks incredibly confused.

I can hear the girl yelling something to him about seeing each other another day and saving her number, but Adrien doesn't look too interested in that, so I take the cards in my hands.

"He doesn't want your number. Disappear." I shout and push her hand, maybe a little harder than necessary, then I push Adrien's back so we're out of here before his annoying cousin comes back out to bother him.

I push Adrien like my life depends on it, even though there are several people trying to stop him and talk to him. I don't care, I don't let that happen, I continue with my task until we’re finally out of the penthouse.

I'm annoyed. All these people should just explode right now, they're ruining my perfect victim. I don’t want him to be popular.

"Viktoria... I seriously still can't believe I called you, I don't remember. I'm so embarrassed you had to come get me and see me like this," he blurts out once we're outside, frowning and still looking incredulous as I hit the elevator button several times. Adrien looks genuinely remorseful, "I hope you don't think I'm a weirdo. I’m not, I swear."

"Hey, don't worry," I reassure him, pulling on his arm so he steps into the elevator with me, "I know you're a good guy. You were just telling me about your night, you didn't ask me to come get you, I decided to do it because I was worried. I'm sorry for being so overprotective."

"No, don't apologize to me," he shakes his head and leans back against the wall to look at me from there, from my feet to my head. All the buttons on his shirt are undone and his hair is tousled. His features are masculine and he seriously looks so much better than the first time I saw him, like he's more robust and with more color in his face. He looks incredibly handsome right now, I wish he would kiss me. And maybe he thinks that too because he moves his eyes away from me and shakes his head, "God, I'm so drunk. And it's so late."

"I know, maybe you should take the day off tomorrow," I say. Adrien frowns and seems to be deep in thought about my words as we exit the elevator and start walking to his car. I don't even have to pretend I don't know where it is because Adrien is thinking about other things and can't even walk properly, so I pull him towards his car, reaching into his back pocket to pull out his without him noticing.

I unlock the car and open the passenger door to shove his big äss body in there.

"You're so fücking beautiful," he whispers as I'm trying to buckle him in. I stop for a second and turn to him to look at his eyes on me, "So much. I can't believe you're even talking to me... that you're here."

I don't know what to say for a couple of seconds. It's been a long time since I've dealt with a man like him. I'm the one who can't believe I'm seriously here with a man in this level of inebriation who is attracted to me and he’s not trying something slimy with me. It's... weird. In a good way.

He's the weirdest man I've ever met.

"Shut up. I'll take you home." I mumble and get out to close the door.

Before I get in the car, I easily unlock his phone because he doesn’t l have a code and I call my own number, I leave the call running for a couple of seconds to simulate the lie I made up, and then I get in.

This is my first time driving a car like this and it takes me a couple of seconds to get the rhythm right but once I do, I head to Adrien's house.

This is very good for me, it will be the first time I can get into his house. I haven't been able to before because there is too much security around, I can't even stay outside for long because there are guards everywhere. This is my first chance to get in and find something interesting.

"I don't want to take the day off tomorrow. I want to go to work," he suddenly mutters, breaking the silence in the car. He's looking out the window and I thought he was asleep, "I like working on something normal, I like the way it feels. For the first time ever I feel like... I'm worth something."

Oh my God, I didn't think he was going to get this deep. That’s awkward. I don't even know what to say to that, so I don't say anything. I let the silence fall between us again until we reach his house.

"Here," he says and reaches down to pull down the driver's visor, that way the gates of his house open and I can finally see what it looks like. Incredibly big and modern, with several large glass windows and a fancy-looking pool.

It's beautiful, really a dream. Adrien is a lucky guy.

I park the car in the garage and get out to go help him out. Once he's on his feet, he stops to think about something.

“How are you going to get back to your place?" he asks in a low, slurred voice, almost to himself, "It's too late for you to order some uber or something. It would be dangerous… uh, would you like to... stay?"

"Really?" I ask and Adrien nods so much that he gets dizzy so I need to touch him again to steady him, "If it's not too much trouble, yeah."