The Billionaire's Wanted Bride

Chapter 5

ELLA P.O.V

"Come over here, Miss. I cannot believe you would be so bold as to lie to my face that you're my fiancée. What do you want?" the man asked coldly, as he smoked his cigarette again. His dark blue eyes met mine.

"Um… I am sorry, sir. I didn't mean to offend you. I was only looking for a hook-up tonight. Just to lose my virginity and move on with my life after a break-up," I replied, meeting his cold gaze, but his expression darkened.

"If you think telling me you're a virgin will sweep me off my feet, then you must be sick. Leave now. I don't have time for liars like you, and you better not go about spreading the news that you're my fiancée. I don't know you, and you have no idea who you're dealing with," he threatened, his voice dangerously cold, and I gulped hard.

"But I am serious. I want to spend my night with you. If you don't want me, it's fine. I will find another man." I turned to leave, but his deep voice stopped me.

"Wait... are you sure you are not sent here to set me up? If I find out you were a spy sent to destroy me, then you won't see the daylight," he threatened, rising to his feet, and I stepped back as a wave of uneasiness crashed down on me.

The man towered above me; I could barely reach his chest.

Did he agree to my request just now? My heart thundered loudly against my chest as my cheeks turned red.

"I'm not lying, sir. I want to spend my night with someone worth it," I replied, regaining my confidence.

"Mm… And you think I'm worth your virginity or what?" He stepped away from the table and strode closer to meet me.

My heart screamed, run? But my legs remained rooted to the spot as he captured my arms and pulled me firmly against him.

His masculine scent of lemon hit me hard in waves. He lowered his head to the crook of my neck and sniffed me like a lunatic.

"I don't do virgins, miss," his voice was low, dangerous, and husky.

"I love wild girls and not your type," he added, and my cheeks turned pink.

"I will satisfy you," I stated, but he let go of me and stepped away.

"I don't trust you. Leave."

He started to walk away, but I rushed to grasp his left hand, knowing that I was calling for my death.

The man's expression darkened as I held him firmly. "I want you, please. You don't have to pay me. Just take me."

His brows furrowed. "Why? You know who I am, so you think you can connive me into sleeping with you?"

"No. I just want to please you. My boyfriend, he cheated on me with my sister, and I just want to move on."

"And you thought of using me as a tool. I am not interested. Let go of me now!" He growled and I staggered, getting away from him.

My chest burned and tears welled up in my eyes. I turned to dash out, but the man's sharp and commanding voice froze me in place.

"Wait…"

I froze.

Had he changed his mind? Did he want to sleep with me now?

"Come with me!" He ordered and I swallowed hard and accompanied him. He led me to the private room in the club, where people hook up for a one-night stand.

My heart drummed against my rib cage, urging me to leave. But I didn't want to.

"You smell like my ex. I don't know why. But you asked for this?" He said, pulling me closer as he shut the door.

He rested one arm against the door, trapping me within as he lifted my chin to meet his gaze.

"If I find out that you wanted to use me to play games, I will deal with you," he stated, before his lips came down, crashing on mine.

His lemon scent mixed with the scent of cigarette and alcohol clouded my nostrils as I couldn't keep up with his pace.

His other arm supported my head as he kept kissing me until I became breathless.

He lifted me up and took me to the vast bed in the room. Red light lit the room as I bounced on the soft mattress beneath me.

My heart thundered, my body longed for the man's touch. I knew it was wrong for me to sleep with a stranger, to lose myself because my boyfriend cheated on me, but I was done being the good girl.

The man moved away from me to strip his dark blue shirt and black trousers, and I did the same. I sat on the bed and pulled off the brown dress that I had worn.

My heart raced as the man's firm body stood before me.

"Damn it." He cursed as he paused, leaning on the bed in front of me. His dark blue eyes met mine.

"I don't have any spare condom with me. Are you going to take care of it?" he asked, his hand holding my cheek as his face leaned closer to mine, an inch away from kissing my lips.

"I… I will take care of it," I replied, my heart racing. The man crashed his lips against mine and kissed me passionately.

I responded to his kisses as he laid on me. His hand moved to my leg to part it as he pressed himself against me. His cọck searched for my entrance and his breath became hot against my ear.

"Take me," he ordered and I gulped hard as he held my left hand and guided it to hold his cọck. My cheeks flushed as I could not believe the CEO of Declan Group was actually with me, and my one-night stand.

My heart hammered as I felt his huge size and my palm wrapped around his cọck, guiding it to my entrance.

When he entered me, he held my hands away, his body moved against mine as he made love to me.

I couldn't keep count as his grunts and moans filled my ears. His hips moved against mine and I moaned, while his lips locked with mine.

After a round of pleasure, he got to his climax, calming and moving away from me. I lay still on the bed, my body aching and my mistake dawning on me.