Leslie got back to her home by 12pm, she took a long shower, ended up sleeping in the tub due to how relaxing it was, her tense muscles loosened and the pain in her aching v****a reduced by a lot.
‘Whoever that man is, did a number on me.’ She complained within her but fully satisfied at every scene of last night popping in her brain cause that was the most pleasure she has ever had the she wasn't all that conscious.
But disappointed that the virginity she's kept all her life was just given out like a Christmas present.
She sigh annoyed.
Dressed in a turtle neck long hand nude colored gown that stopped at almost her ankle and it's skin tight, so as to cover the marks the mysterious man left on her skin, then she left for the appointment with Marcus Peters since Fannie kept her word and got her an appointment by 3:30.
She leaves her house by 3, getting to the meeting site by 3:20, she walks in, unknown to her under the gaze of Dom and Sky.
In the next three hours, Marcus signed the papers she came with and after drinking up to half a bottle of wine, they depart ways.
She got to her house and just as she's about to drive in, two battered people rush in to the front of her car, both unrecognizable with the blood on their face and clothes.
She breaks her car and comes down.
“What the f**k is going on here?” She swears at them, freaked out by the way they look.
They both start crying “Please help us, they'll kill us.” The less muscular one of the two says.
She narrows her eyes at him “I know your voice! You're that bastard's subordinate!” She yells.
The moment she finished speaking, five cars surround her but none obstructed her gate.
“Yes I am. And he wants to kill me, please help us. They're here for us.” Dom pleads.
“And what does that have to do with me?” She ask with raised brows, not afraid of the cars surrounding her since there's a CCTV camera at her gate and her security are at alert and watching from the gate front.
“He was drugged and it was either losing his means to reproduce or release it. And our boss is somewhat allergic to women but he likes you.” Sky spits out, scared that a sniper might just shoot him dead but he knows his boss won't want his love to see any bloody scene so he somewhat relaxes.
She raises her brows again “A lot of people like me but very small drug me. By the way who's the so called boss.” Curiosity takes the best of her.
“Zachary Ford!” He yells out.
Everywhere goes silent for a few minutes.
‘Zachary Ford as in the Zachary Ford? The business G.O.A.T? No wonder, the other guy said he could afford Quadruple if the 1 billion’ She thinks to herself.
“So what does all these have to do with me?” She tries to act not too shocked.
“You can just tell him that you forgive him and he'll let us live.” Dom begs.
“But I don't forgive him or you guys.” She snaps at them.
She turns to walk back to her car and the other cars got their doors opened, except for one and men in Black with pistols come out and aim the guns at the duo.
They both cry out again “Please Madam, we beg of you, could you just have mercy. We'll do anything!”
Leslie realizes that they're really not joking and turns back in panic. She hates them for drugging her but obviously thrilled that the man who allegedly slept and likes her is Zachary Ford, the kind of man who's exactly her type but all she can do is look at him from Faraway.
She remembers the one and only time she's met him, he was on a dark blue suit, sitting at the front of the high table while 45 to 68 year old business moguls went up to greet him while the 24 year old him (at that time) sat down and nodded only momentarily.
She sighs “Fine. I've been eyeing a new Ashton Martin and since you're so willing to show your sincerity, buy it for me.”
They both nod seriously “We will. We will.”
She nods satisfied “And I want it tomorrow.”
They nod again.
“Good. So where's he?”
They point at the black Bentley truck that none of it's doors are open.
She warily eyes the men with guns “Uhm, can I go see him?” She asks unsure.
As if in unison they reply “Yes Ma.”
Surprised they even replied her, she walks to the car and one of the men open the car door, she peered in and what greeted her sight was the face of an extremely handsome man whose aura exuded arrogance, prodded, dominance and power.
After confirming that it really is Zachary, she slids in beside him and the door shuts.
She hesitantly looks at the aloof man who's resting on his seat, eyes straight.
“Hey.” She says to him.
He finally turns and looked at her before his eyes went down to her covered neck, her breasts and down the rest of her body before he replied. “Hey.” His voice is hoarse, rough but sexy.
She blushed at the way he checked her out, she gathers all her courage and yells at him “Is that all you're going to say to me after forcefully taking my first time?”
“You took mine too.” He simply replied, a hint of laziness in his tone.
She turns crimson at the thought that he was also a virgin. ‘No wonder he never had any scandals’
“But I'm not the one who drugged you!” She snaps.
“Neither did I drug you.” He claps back before adding “I'm killing those who drugged you as atonement. And right in front of you.”
She turns speechless “Are you serious? As if murdering them can get my hymen back. Moreover, it's pointless. Just let them go and I'll forget all these.” She sighs exhausted.
He narrows his eyes “But I don't want you ever forget it.” The car temperature increase with his gaze.
“Wait, what?” She's bewildered by his answer.
“I like you.” He blurts out and turns away from her.
Leslie notices a tint of red by the tip of his ears and she realized that he was blushing.
She takes in a huge breath at his confession and she blushed too. She didn't take it to heart when the bleeding guy told her but she really believes it now.
“What else do you want from me?” She asks, tired at the circle they've been going round since.
He didn't reply, instead he pulled her by her neck towards himself and covered her lips with his.
Shocked, she didn't kiss back nor give him access to her mouth, he gently bit her lower lip and she starts responding with both eyes closed.
He suddenly squeezed her right breast breasts which shocked and surprised Leslie enough to open her teeth and his tongue went inside her mouth in a hot French kiss.
His hand leaves her breast and goes to her hip, lifted her up and dropped her on his lap before continuing the fight of dominance of their tongues which Zach obviously won
They both pulled away at the same time.
“This is what I want. You. I want to take responsibility and marry you.” He whispers to her calmly.
Her heart starts beating 5 times faster.
“What do you mean?”
“You know you can't escape your family threats, they are capable of kidnapping you and taking you to the church to marry that old man. I'm a free way out.”
Leslie looks at him and it's still unbelievable to her that he'll want her.