Hailey’s POV
***_flashback_***
I lay on the luxurious hotel bed, my senses dulled by the alcohol coursing through my veins. The stranger stood before me, his features shrouded in shadows. The sunlight streaming through the window cast an eerie glow, making it impossible for me to discern his face.
As he turned to face me, I felt a surge of arousal mixed with desperation. I slowly rose from the bed, my hands reaching out to caress his broad chest. My voice trembled as I spoke, "Please... f**k me."
The stranger's husky voice sent shivers down my spine. "Are you sure you want this?" he asked, his breath laced with the scent of alcohol.
I nodded, my hands trailing down to his pants. "Yes... please. f**k me... I want to forget him," I whispered, my emotions raw and exposed.
The stranger's
