Flash Marriage With Mr Stranger

CHAPTER 3

Clara's body was aching badly. She was feeling sore down there. The man was rough with her last night. The creaking sound of the bathroom door opening startled Clara. She didn't expect anyone else to be in the room. She raised her head and her eyes met with black phoenix eyes. She froze. The man before her is the true definition of beauty. He has a striking appearance that could make any girl go crazy. She could see some feminine features that added more to his charm. He looked breathtaking, more like a Greek god.

Clara's eyes traced down his wet hair to his sexy orbs. Clara hung her mouth open as she admired the Adonis before her. A drop of water rolled down his chest and down to his towel. A blush appeared on Clara's cheeks. She dared not look at him. She can't believe this is the Greek god she slept with last night.

"Are you done," Dylan's cold voice rang through the room. His voice was laced with coldness. There was no tinge of warmth in his voice. His aura was too heavy for anyone not to notice.

Clara gulped down her saliva nervously. She couldn't look into Dylan's eyes but kept her gaze on his body instead. His eyes were like a bottomless pit, and it looked like she would fall into it if she continued to stare further. She can't deny the fact that the man is handsome. She had never set her eyes on any man as handsome as this. Even all the celebrities dared not to compare their faces with him. She's sure Lily will fall for him at first sight. So she didn't give her first time away to any random guy. But a Greek god instead.

Dylan noticed the young lady before him staring at him with shock written all over her face. She didn't expect to see a man like him.

"Are you done checking me out?" Dylan asked again. With a void expression on his face. No one could explain what he was thinking, whether he was angry or not. It was unknown to Clara.

Clara's cheeks turned red even more, she was caught checking him out, and she quickly averted her gaze away from him. Her eyes looked everywhere but made sure they didn't fall on him. She just made a fool of herself in front of this Adonis.

Dylan walked over to Clara. Every step he took made her heart beat faster. Her hand moved to the duvet around her body and held it protectively. Dylan was staring down at her like a predator looking at his prey. Clara was on full alert and didn't let her guard down. What if the man wanted to take her again? Oh, God! She can't risk it. She's still feeling sore from last night. The handsome man was wrapped in a towel. He can choose to do it again with her this morning, and her strength can't overpower him. What is she going to do? Many thoughts were running through her mind.

"We have unfinished business. Take your bath and wait for me. I will prepare a dress for you before then," Dylan said coldly.

Dylan's cold voice broke Clara out of her thoughts, her cheeks turned red, so this man only wanted to tell her that. She cursed herself in her mind for allowing her thoughts to run wild.

She nodded her head like a little kitten, mouthed okay, and stood up. She managed to walk to the bathroom, she could feel the man's cold gaze behind her, opened the door, and slammed it shut.

Her mind suddenly drifted to what the gentleman said.

"Did he just say I should wait for him?!. Will he sue me for entering his room unannounced?! Even if I claim I had something in the room, I have no evidence to prove him wrong since I entered a stranger's room unannounced, I'm screwed!. " Clara screamed in her head. She was sure the man wanted to punish her.

Clara quickly took her bath, she was scared out of her wit. She turned the doorknob slowly and peeped outside. Fortunately, the ice king was nowhere to be found. She quickly ran out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. Fortunately for her, the man had already prepared a dress for her. She changed into the dress quickly and prepared to leave the room. She stopped in her tracks when she remembered her phone was in her pocket last night. Clara saw her clothes in the laundry basket and quickly took them out. She opened her phone and saw she had missed ten calls from Emily.

"Fuck." She cursed, they both agreed to meet last night, but she met with Lily instead. She had no time to call her back. Clara was afraid that he would meet her there. But instead, she saw a note and a pen on the table.

She thought it would be so rude to leave without a word. She scribbled down something on the note and disappeared afterward.

Clara let out a sigh of relief after she had left the hotel. She escaped successfully without getting caught. She prepared to call Emily when she received a call from her father. Her expression turned cold instantly.

Mr Elvis yelled on the call "You this vile child, come home this instant." Her father's angry voice came from the other end of the line.

Clara clenched her fist tightly, her anger bubbled up, but she tried to control her temper. "Okay," She said through her gritted teeth.

She stopped a taxi and entered. There was no form of smile on her face. Anger was written all over her face. The taxi driver looked at her through the rearview mirror. He wondered what could make such a beautiful lady angry.