I'm In Love With His Son

A Secret

Susan's POV

I woke up the following day with a migraine. I could feel my head struggling to remain on my neck with the severe pain. Everything in the room was blurry as I struggled to open my eyes.

"Where am I?" I muttered, holding my head and trying to gain consciousness of my surroundings.

"Good morning," A masculine voice greeted. He was shirtless and had only his boxers on. He walked towards me with a tray.

I had a terrible hangover from last night and didn't even know who I ended up with the previous night.

As he came closer with the tray and a beautiful smile plastered on his face, I remembered him. He was the cute guy at the club.

"Here's a cold glass of water and a painkiller to help with the migraine. With the way you were grumpy all night, I am certain your headaches," He said with a smile while I held my head. I nodded and took the Painkiller and glass of water.

"Thank you," I said shyly. He admired me as I gulped down the entire glass of water.

"That's also breakfast for you, it was specially made by me. I sure know how to fix emergency meals when needed," He said with a grin, and I flashed him a smile. I was too hungry to care whether the food was palatable as my stomach rumbled. I took the tray and munched the toasted bread and hot sausage rolls.

"Easy, beautiful," He said and handed a glass of juice to me.

"Thank you," I replied and sipped from it.

"Where's this place? What happened last night?" I asked curiously as I noticed I was naked beneath the duvet that covered my body.

"Where's Larry?" I asked.

"Who's Larry? You were alone at the club last night. " He said, adjusting his boxers and reaching for his towel from the wardrobe.

"Larry is my driver. We came together last night, " I answered softly as my eyes ran through his masculine features. I swallowed hard as I stared at the size of his gigantic d**k, almost protruding from his body-fitted boxers. Even though I couldn't remember all the details from last night, I remembered approaching him at the club.

"No one asked after you, and you were alone at the club," He said and walked towards the bathroom.

"Where's my phone, please? " I asked dryly.

"Over there," he replied, pointing to my bag close to the window before entering the bathroom.

I sluggishly stood up from the bed. My head still hurt, although not as severe as when I woke up. My gown and lingerie were neatly placed beside my bag. I picked up my cell phone and saw numerous missed calls, but a more significant number was Larry's.

He picked up immediately as I dialed his number.

"Good morning, Madame; I hope you slept well?" Larry greeted, and I raised a brow.

"Larry!" I frowned, realizing he wasn't feeling bothered about my whereabouts.

"Where are you? Why did you leave me? Why are you not bothered about me?" I questioned

"I felt you didn't want to be disturbed. I tried contacting you several times, but there was no response. I asked the bartender about your whereabouts and was told you were within the premises. " Larry replied with a tired tone, and I pitied him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional. I can't remember what happened last night. Did you go home?" I stuttered, feeling guilty.

"No! I'm right here where you left me last night," He said blankly, and I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, I will be with you shortly."

I hung up the call and reached for my clothes on the table.

The stranger came out of the bathroom with his towel tied around his waist as he approached the wardrobe and sorted his clothes.

"You are a beauty," he said, observing my huge boobs as he combed his hair.

"Thank you, and thanks for the breakfast," I said with a tone I couldn't place and walked to the bathroom to give him a full view of my body.

"I want to freshen up," I said and opened the bathroom door almost immediately without waiting for his response.

I heard his footsteps on the bathroom door.

"Meet me downstairs when you are done. I got you some new clothes in the drawer. You can try them on." He said, and I heard his footsteps walk away from the door.

"Where are you going?" I yelled.

"I'm going to work,"

I tried hard to reminisce on all that had happened last night as the cold water from the shower ran through my body. But I couldn't remember any details except that I had approached him. I guessed I had too much alcohol, and now I have amnesia.

After showering, I picked up his towel and wiped my body. I was perplexed when I saw the clothes he had gotten me.

How did he get the clothes that early? And how was he even sure of the size?? I questioned and gazed at the wall clock. It was past nine. He had placed an order online that morning because the brand name was inscribed on the gift bag the clothes had come with. It was a beautiful body gown and a pair of beautiful leather boots my exact size. And they fit perfectly.

The music from downstairs as I stepped out of the room made me know it was a hotel. It was the Don Santos where we had held the get-together party last night. I paused for a second. Don Santos was quite expensive, and for him to have been able to secure a room, he must be very influential and wealthy because we lodged at the one executive lounge.

There he was, the mysterious wealthy stranger, walking up to me with a warm smile.

"You look amazing, " he said with a grin that displeased me. His smile was so awkward and creepy, and I flashed a fake smile.

"What's your name, stranger?" I asked and fixed my gaze on his cute lips.

"I'm Frey, but most persons call me Don Santos," He replied.

"You are Don Santos?" I questioned with shock written all over me, and he nodded.

Wait a second. I spent the night on the same bed with the famous billionaire and business tycoon. He had always kept a low profile and had never recorded any scandal, unlike others in his class.

He smiled, but before he could answer, our attention turned to the young man approaching us. My heart skipped as I watched the young man walk past us. He walked elegantly, and the way he carried himself with his well-built masculine features was breathtaking. I suddenly felt attracted to him. Although he looked way younger. There was something magnificent about him that glued my eyes to him. He waved at Frey.

"Who is he?" I questioned as we watched the young man exit the building.

"Oh, that's my Son. His name is Fred. He's a smart boy doing well in school. He's rounding off high school and will be in college soon," Don Santos said proudly.

I smiled as I saw Larry walking towards us.

"I think it's time to go," I whispered to Don Santos, and he smiled.

"Is that Larry?" He asked, and I nodded.

"Maggie just called to know if you will be changing your schedules since most of your itinerary time has elapsed," Larry asked after exchanging pleasantries with Frey.

"No, I won't. The first thing on my itinerary is shopping, and I'll go for it as planned." I replied and handed him my bag to take to the car.

"Take care of yourself, Susan. It has been so amazing having you around," Don Santos said, and we hugged each other.

"Tell me the truth. Did we have s*x last night? What happened exactly last night? Why was I naked this morning?" I whispered.

"It's better you don't know what happened last night, love. That will be my little secret," Don said as he released himself from our embrace, winked, and walked away.

I frowned as I watched him laugh wryly, leaving me confused about how that had transpired last night.

Don Santos's son's cute face flashed on my face, and I couldn't help but admire his elegance. I loved guys with class, and I am already falling for him. It's weird how I just felt attracted to such a young guy.