Chapter 3 A night
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“Are you sure?” he was driving the car and had to ask again, “You shouldn’t trust me. You know, I am a bad guy and I do bad things.” He used a really low voice and tried to scare her away.
“You are being so childish. You are a nice gentleman and I believe you will behave ...” Then she didn’t continue speaking because the car stopped and now they were looking at a fabulous hotel.
“We are here. Do you still want to go with me ?” he chuckled, “If I were you, I would leave when I have a chance.”
“Oh, really? I thought we would go to your home?”
“That’s my home. You really don’t know me, right? To be honest, do you even watch TV. Because if you do, you should know me.” He suddenly came closer and tried to figure out if she was lying. They were so close that she could see his eyelashes clearly. She couldn’t help holding her breath and blinked.
“Aha, you are nervous. As I said, you should be. I am the bad guy. So do you want to go with me or you have the last chance to ask me to take you home.” He stepped out of the car and opened the door for her.
She was hesitating. Maybe if she got off, something would happen, or maybe not. ‘Do you want to figure it out yourself? Or if you choose to run away, you may never see him again?’ She took a deep breath and stepped out.
Damn! He must be proud. She was a little disappointed but then got carried up by him all of sudden. She was startled but somehow liked this feeling. She didn’t have a boyfriend before but she decided not to tell him. She didn’t want to see him getting too proud.
He whispered in her ear, “Good girls always make good decisions, but bad girls have fun. So are you good or bad?”
She raised her eyes and looked at him, “Neither, I’m Lucy. You’d better remember my name.”
“That’s a good name. I like it already.” He carried her all way into the elevator. She was embarrassed cause so many people were watching them. Maybe he really lived there since he didn’t check in. Or maybe he was such a playboy that he didn’t need to check in first as the regular customer.
Oh damn. Did she make the right choice? She was thinking but there was no way back. He already opened this door and laid her gently on the bed.
Was this going to happen? She would lose her virginity on this bed to this handsome man she just met twice? She was so nervous that she closed her eyes tightly and lay still on the bed. Then she heard his chuckle again. He was laughing at her. Realizing this, she suddenly got some courage and decided to surprise him. But how? She wondered herself.
She got up and saw him sitting beside her and smiling. He came close to her and put his hand on her thigh. His brown eyes were just intoxicating and fixed on her.
Before he leaned over, she kissed him first.
She was quite pleased when she saw his eyes widen because of surprise. But the next moment, he realized this and pressed her on the bed. Seeming aroused by her, he was getting more and more active. She could feel his kisses and his touch everywhere. She couldn’t help moaning and tried to cover her body from his touch. That must be in his way cause later he used his tie and tied her hands to the bedside. She struggled and couldn’t get released. Now she could only move her legs to stop him from getting through.
“Stop it. Please.” She was so nervous and wasn’t sure if this was what she wanted.
“How? You tell me.” He left so many kisses on her body and murmured. “You’re so pretty.”
She bit her lips and didn’t want to make any sound. That would only make him crazier and she knew it. How to stop? She didn’t know. Did she even want him to stop? She didn’t know that, either.
But he stopped. He looked into her eyes and kissed her cheek with a sigh, “You are right. We should stop.”
“Why?” she couldn’t help but ask. But she thought she shouldn’t have said that. It sounded like she wanted him to go on.
He must be proud again cause she saw his smile.
“Sorry for the mess.” He already took off her top and lift it with an apology. But he didn’t mean it at all.
She got up and saw the bruise on her belly. She was hit by her manager in the alley. That hurt a lot but she didn’t realize she got a large bruise here.
“Oh, no. It must take days to recover.” She said.
“Now I’m really surprised. I should take you to the hospital. I mean it, now.” he said seriously.
“No need. It would recover.”
“Are you joking? Lucy, it’s your body. You really should care about yourself.” He stroked her hair gently.
She felt a little relieved and signed, “Sorry, but I don’t have money.”
He was silent and then handed her the top. “Put it on and we go to the hospital now. I will pay.”
“But why? I don’t want your money or your pity. I have my ego.” She refused him but put her top on.
He was looking at her, confused, “Why do you need so much money?”
She stood up and was ready to leave, “It’s none of your business. I should leave now.”
“Hey, wait.” he stopped her and said, “I can lend you money, you know. I’m rich and to be honest, you really should watch TV. You know, just to be…normal.”
“I can’t pay you back. I already lost my job in the bar.”
He smiled and came up with an idea. “You should know you are pretty, and you can make a fortune out of it.”
“Get lost! Who do you think I am!” she was really pissed off and opened the door.
But he pulled her hand and stopped her. He put something on her hand.
“What’s this?” asked she.
“Phone number.”
“What’s this for?”
“They are looking for a woman, a pretty one to shoot an advertising film. Maybe you should try. By the way, you may say I recommend you. That might work.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m famous.” He was a little frustrated, “You should really watch some TV.”
“Why? You are on it? What’s your name?”
“Willian Green.” He smiled.
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