Billionaire's Fated Wife, Love In One Night Stand

Avery Holmes The smell of caffeine was overwhelming in the cafe, but that was what Avery needed to regain her energy and continue working her ass off. She had been running around the cafe for the past three hours or so and it might continue for another five hours since she was doing a double part-time shift today because her colleague, Stella, had requested her to do so. Being a soft hearted girl, Avery agreed, although she was reluctant in her heart. It was really hard for her to directly decline Stella's request since Stella had saved her from some rogue once, and she was indebted to her from then on. But Stella had taken advantage of her kindness many times, and she still couldn't give Stella a cold shoulder. With a huff, she pouted and just occupied the seat near the counter since the cafe was awfully full today, which was really giving her a headache. She was never a fan of noise, but this job was what she needed to complete her studies. However, her peace was short lived as she heard someone calling her in a really loud tone, and she was snapped her eyes open and stood up abruptly. Gazing at the man who called her, Avery almost yelled at her colleague, "God, Asher! Can't you call me in a normal tone?" He chuckled while a mischievous grin was settled on his face, "well, you're daydreaming! What else can I possibly do except shouting your name?" Hearing him, Avery shook her head with a scoff and asked, "what is it?" "There is a VIP customer in the Private room 104. Go and quickly serve him." Asher added while whispering in her ear, "the manager specifically asked for you since you have the best ratings here! It seems the customer was really an important person." Avery gave a knowing nod as understanding dawned on her, and she strode to the side and climbed the stairs with a small notepad and pen in her hands. When she reached the reserved room, she took a deep breath, and knocked on it carefully not to offend whoever was in there, as she knew the rules of the cafe very well to not disturb the privacy of VIP customers. Moreover, she knew she couldn't possibly afford to offend them! When she stood outside, she heard a low magnetic tone speak, "come in." Hearing a voice that was soothing, yet compelling with a dangerous tinge hiding in it really astounded her. She was instantly mesmerized, and her feet automatically drove in on her own accord as curiosity got the best of her to find out who the man is. She kept her steps steady and moved in directly towards the table. To her surprise, it was empty, and she pondered whether she had misheard the command. But when she was about to turn away, she felt a scrutinizing gaze piercing her back, and in the next second, she felt a tall shadow hovering over her. With a gulp, she wanted to move but heard his strong command, "are you the waitress here?" Inhaling a sharp breath, she nodded. But the man wasn't satisfied and grumbled near her ear, making her breath hitch, "I need a verbal answer." Avery shivered hearing the sharpness in his tone, and she mumbled ever so softly as suddenly her throat went dry, "Yes, Sir." "Good girl. What's your name?" She heard him ask, and she didn't know what got over her as she immediately blurted, "Avery, Sir." After saying that, he remained silent, and she had the urge to turn around and saw the man. When she was about to move, she heard him say in his strict tone, "don't move!" Hearing the weird command, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry but nevertheless decided to obey, since 'customer is the god!' The policy of the cafe, not hers! "Fine. What's in it for me if he's a weirdo." She thought and asked softly, "what do you want to order, sir?" "What's best here?" He questioned her and she was pleased with it. But it struck her, she couldn't turn around and tell. "Damn!" She muttered under her breath and said in her usual tone facing the door of the chamber instead of the one in the room whose presence was extremely overbearing, "well, for starters, we have chicken wings and cheese balls." "Alright. Get them for me." He ordered, and with a nod, she left as heat rushed up to her cheeks when accidentally his hot breath fell on her nape! … After the little seductress turned away, Damien threw the suit aside in a hurry while unfastening the tie, and opened a few buttons of his shirt since it was becoming really hard for him to bear the effects of the aphrodisiac! From the moment he stepped out of his Grandfather's villa, he understood something was a miss with his body, but he didn't bother much about it. However, he soon realized how wrong he was as his body was burning with the need and desire in no time. "It seemed the old man really wanted me to get settled this time!" He pondered as he reminisced how the Old Master White didn't even hesitate to drug his own grandson for making his blind date a success. But what a pity, Damien already tossed the girl away from his car when he understood he was drugged! And in the next second it him that the tea his grandfather almost forced him to drink was the reason because that's the only thing he consumed, and an annoyed, yet helpless sigh escaped his lips. Damien shook his head and lit a cigarette with his legs crossed and leaned his head onto the sofa, and he began inhaling deep puffs to reduce the arousal for the time being since the fully hard member down there wasn't helping him to think straight. He walked to the nearby tinted glass window and almost emptied a packet in five minutes, making him cough, but that was better than the arousal with no pleasure! When he was trying to suppress his desires, her soft voice rang in his ears. The way she called him sir so effortlessly, made his already throbbing di'k to turn painfully hard, and the drug in his body isn't helping him either. In fact, the moment the tiny figure stepped her foot in, his breath was caught in his mouth. Eyeing the delicate little girl in front of him, his repressed desires were coming back in full force, but he didn't want to shout at her. Her small face, plump cheeks, long eyelashes, and big eyes made some unknown emotions stir his heart, making him groan. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, her slender waist was clearly noticeable in the uniform, and her thick thighs were tempting him to wrap them around his waist and f**k her hard until she could only see him and could call his name! Hearing his thoughts, he shook his head in disbelief and he wondered whether being single for too long had made his self control vanish. But alas, the little girl in front of him was like a walking seduction to him. Her every move felt like a tempting invitation to him, although she did nothing but stood near the table. Seeing her eyes roam around the room, he was worried that she would see his arousal, and no way in hell would he want that. So he said in a sharp tone to not turn around when she tried to move, and she immediately stiffened, making him give a pleasing smirk, and his lips curled upwards at her immediate submission. His long frame moved towards her swiftly and stood at a feet's distance, and the light flowery fragrance from her invaded his senses. He clenched his fists so hard to not do anything stupid to her as his lustful gaze roamed across her delicate figure. Seeing the little kitten in front of him with a puzzled look on her face, he wanted to pinch her pouty lips and make her moan his name. "God damn it! What's wrong with me? Is the drug messing with my brain?" He cursed himself and racked his hair in frustration but the temptress in front of him was too pleasing to his eye and he had an urge to claim her! Make her his to please and his to break! With a sigh, he wanted to send her away somehow so that he could get a grip on his foolish thoughts. He cleared his throat as his throat had become extremely hoarse. With a deep inhale, he asked her to get anything that was good. Anyhow he wasn't in the mood to eat this kind of food right now! He need to eat something in a s*x'ual way to relieve himself from the hunger, but he was not that kind of a man to do 'it' with a random woman since he was a man of principles! If he did have s*x, then there would be no way in hell he would allow that woman to get away from his clutches since the only woman who could get pleasure from him should be his wife! Since that was what he had promised to his late father! So, he couldn't break it! With that thought, he controlled himself and strode to the bedroom nearby to take a cold shower, hoping his hardened di'k would calm down. But the little girl's image was stuck in his mind, and he couldn't help but murmur, "Avery" when he stroked his hard di'k quickly. He knew it was really dickish of him to do that, but what can he do when he was clouded by the arousal? And the girl being that attractive to his eyes wasn't of any help to him. Instead, it was making it very difficult for him to control his inner beast to stop from unleashing on her and claiming her right then and there! …