CALDERON'S DESIRE

MARKED BY A STRANGER

ADRAIN

My eyes flicker as the morning sun lands on my face from the opened blinds. I turn around to see her on the bed. Still asleep and curled up like a ball, hugging the pillow as her chest rises and falls. Her hair, long and dark, slightly messy, spilling over the bed. The room is quiet and the only sound that could be heard was the hum of the AC. She is beautiful, her beauty stares something inside of me i couldn’t fanthom at the moment.

Sitting up, i let the cool air from the AC hit my back. She stairs softly and turns to the other side of the bed and that was when i noticed it. The sheet was stained with blood. She was a virgin and i am her first. I should leave but a part of me doesn’t want her waking up to an empty bed. But i leaned in to take on last look at her. She is not like other girls i have met, no pretense whatsoever. Just… real.

Her lips were slightly apart with soft breaths escaping from it. I notice a faint mark on her neck, a result of my undoing. I had let myself slip. The memories of last night came rushing in. I exhale as i drag my fingers through my hair. I should have walked away and not take the words of a drunken person seriously when she asked me to claim her. She stirs gently in her sleep and for a moment, my chest tightens. I move quietly across the room to get my shirt from the floor. It smells like her. I push away the silly urge to give her a kiss, now taking a deep breath i button my shirt halfway before looking over my shoulder at her. She seems softer without the fire in her eyes. She looks vulnerable in a way she would probably punch me for noticing.

Last night, even though she felt dizzy from the drugs, she didn’t let them take advantage of her. She told the jerk had drugged her a piece of her mind. She didn’t cower and i admired her for it. Pulling my jacket over my shoulder, i pick up my wallet and phone ans slip them into my pocket. Something stops me as i turn to leave, her hands now dangling loosely by the bedside and her hair was slightly stained with glitters from the club. My phone buzz in my pocket, pulling it out i see a text from Leo, my head of security informing me that the jet was ready. Calderon’s Corp won’t wait for my whilst i play house with someone i barely know. I take one last look at her before walking out of the room as the door clicks softly behind me.

The chaos of the airport has nothing on me as my mind is somewhere else. I wasn’t paying attention to the announcement or clatter of rolling suitcases. Mira Vale was the only thing on my mind. Was she awake? How is she feeling waking up without me in sight?

Last’s night memories keeps replaying in my mind, every details of our passion filled my mind. The way her naked body melted on mine, her moans as her fingers brushes through my hair. I couldn’t forget a single details. I don’t want to. I should have stayed back and helped her clean up since this was her first time, i should have at least be more gentle but the company needed me.

Now in the VIP lounge, i walk towards the window, staring back at my reflection in the polished glass. The memories of her curved hips, my fingers tracing her body like i was trying to memorize her. I want to taste her again, i want to claim her body, to have her in ways i shouldn’t think of.

Too lost in thought, i didn’t see a flight attendant walk past or hear my phone buzz because my mind keeps drifting to the curves of her hips until my assistant touch me, pulling me out of my trance. I gritted my teeth in despair. I need to control myself. I have a company to run and Calderon’s Corp won’t bend for anybody, not even me. I try to remind myself that she was just a one night stand, but anytime i close my eyes i see her face, how her body arched for me, how i thrusted into her and how she moaned, that send a shiver down my spine. Clenching my fist, I check my watch as my assistant came to tell me the jet was ready for take off, when i return i will search for her but for now i need to focus on business.

Sitting in the jet, my phone in hand, i look out the window trying to ease my mind. Mira Vale, her name which i got from the manager at the club the previous night, her face keeps popping in my head. Her scent still lingers on my jacket from when i carried her out of the club and into the hotel room. I open my brief case trying to sort through files, checking emails and responding to the important ones but it was getting hard to concentrate. Was this turning into an obsession?

The jet has finally landed in Barcelona, Spain. I walk through security and into the car waiting to take me to the hotel. A one-night stand, that is what it is supposed to be, but why do i feel guilty leaving before she woke up? Why is this single night leaving me in such a state?.

Finally at the hotel, i loosen my tie as i jump into bed. I need to go over the day’s itinerary with regards to the meeting holding in a few hours. This meeting was crucial as it was about an acquisition of a tech company here. It was time for Calderon’s Corp to establish another company, what better place to do it than home?.

I reach for my phone, trying to call her then i realized i hadn’t ask for her contact information. Gosh. Leaning back on the pillows with my eyes closed briefly, her memories took over. Her dark lushious hair spilling across the sheet. Her perfume mixed with the scent of the club, her fingers running through my hair, The way her hand held mine as she begged me not to stop when i was deep inside her. How could a single night— a few hours, really—have branded itself into me so permanently?.

I should have not ask for her name. I would have f****d her and left like a normal one night stand but my body refuses to forget even though my head is trying to. The way her body clung to mine, her trusting me with her virginity, with her most vulnerable state. Should i have kissed her goodbye? Or at least left my contact card? She hunts me and i will remember her for that.

The knock on my door brought me out of my trance.

“Come in” I said faintly but loud enough for whoever was there to hear.

My assistant walks in.

“Sir, this is the dossier for the meeting” He says, handing them to me.

I opened it as my eyes skim through it but my mind is elsewhere tracing her curves as soft moans escape her lips. I scowl at myself. This is obsession and i need to stop fantasizing. How would i forget her? I never wanted something or someone this badly. I clos my eyes as i left my mind roam. The urgency to cliam her again gwaned at me.

This was maddening and its becoming infuriating. I have slept with a lot of women so what makes her different? . Calderon’s Corp should be my main focus, not someone who i barely remember her name. But i will find her when i am back in New York. I have to before i die of obsession. The thought of her waking up to an empty room crosses my mind again, her scent lingering and her curves. I tighten my grip on my phone while clenching my jaw. The company might demand my focus by day but Mira will fill my thoughts by night. Her name burns in my mind. Her body imprinted in memory. Her scent a constant pull. I will find her and when i do i won’t let her go.