Chapter 0001

THELMA SEBASTIAN:

I sat up carefully on the bed and looked at the handsome black man who lay on the bed next to me.

We were both unclad, and I recalled how we got entangled on this bed.

During my 24th birthday celebration, I was laughed at and mocked by my two closest friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old. They laughed at me in front of all the guests in the clubroom where they had hosted this birthday bash for me.

I was pained to see how stupid I appeared before them, so I ran away to another clubroom to get drunk and forget my sorrows and the bullying I experienced there. However, a man in a black suit interrupted me.

"Hello, miss," he said, leaning next to me at the bar.

I looked back at the man's face, my eyes filled with tears, and wondered who he was and what he wanted from me, but I was too sorrowful to listen to him.

He grabbed the glass cup from my hands and swiftly pulled me up to follow him outside of the clubroom, and I was puzzled to be dragged out by a total stranger.

"What?! Who are you? Let me go at once!" I screamed, afraid, as I donned a red body-con dress that perfectly accentuated my figure, paired with my black low-heeled shoes.

I'm the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the heiress of BeeH Group. The patrons in the bar didn't care to interfere as they were rather absent-minded, drinking from their different glasses.

"Calm down, miss, I don’t mean any harm," the man in the black suit whispered to me. I was puzzled, staring at his face, and shocked to realize he looked much older than me—like a middle-aged man, probably in his 40s or older.

I had never fantasized about having an affair with an old man deemed fit to be my uncle's age mate, and I struggled to pull my hands away from his hold.

"Calm down, miss, I don’t mean any harm," the man repeated as he hastily whisked me out of the clubroom and into a quieter corner.

"If you don't mean any harm, then release my hand at once! Let go of my hand now!" I ordered him, angry, and he sighed. Quickly turning to face me, he said, "Look, miss, I really need your help with something, and I don’t mind paying you heavily for this job because I think you're the best lady suitable for it."

"What job?" I asked him straightforwardly, my sharp blue eyes searching his dark face to see if he was lying to me.

I wondered if he was a boss or a manservant here in City B, as only the billionaire families live here and could afford this luxurious lifestyle. I was curious about what help the man in the black tailored suit standing before me needed from me.

I'm a fair-complexioned young lady. I have a pointed nose and sparkling blue eyes, and the man said, "Look, miss, I know that you don’t know me, but I saw you when you rushed in there, and I can understand that you're heartbroken."

"So what do you need me for?" I asked him directly, and he released my left hand that he had dragged me with and said, "I want you to accompany me to spend a night with my boss."

"Your what?" I asked him in utter disbelief, horrified as I looked at him.

I'm the daughter of the richest man in City B. How can this man be offering me such a useless task?

Well, I already looked heartbroken from my two best friends' insults and ridicule in front of others, and I heard him say, "I will pay you heavily, miss, but please come with me first, as we don’t have much time to delay here."

I wanted to protest against him.

First, I didn’t know this man.

Secondly, I had never gone out with a stranger before, as I was usually heavily guarded by my father's security.

My dad doesn't easily allow me out of his sight, even at the event hall where I had celebrated my birthday. My dad's security guards were everywhere outside where my friends and I were previously celebrating my birthday in the private hall session of the luxurious hotel I had paid for, before they laughed at me in front of our colleagues.

I thought it best to follow the elderly man outside, as he looked responsible and honest from my observations. Also, I really wanted to lose my virginity to avoid my friends—and anyone else—laughing at me again.

My father wants to trade me off in marriage to a top billionaire's son, but he hasn't yet found the right match for me that meets his requirements for the type of groom he wants for me. Thus, I’m still single and in no relationship at my age.

I silently followed the old man outside to the car park, and we got into the front seat of his car as the old man started the engine and drove out of the luxurious hotel. I could see two muscular guards seated in the back seat of the car, as I sat in the second front seat with the old man driving. I stared out through the window to receive fresh air on my pretty face.

We finally arrived at a magnificent white building, and I wondered who owned the powerful mansion that stood in front of me as I marveled at its exterior. I heard the old man say politely, "Step down, miss."

"Okay," I replied, remembering that I hadn't even asked the old man for his name.

I gulped and stepped down from the car, and he said to me, "Come with me, miss."

I followed the old man silently into the magnificent building that loomed before me, which looked just as powerful as my father's mansion. I noticed some stationed guards around, guarding the premises, and we walked into the quiet living room.

"Welcome home, Sir Adam," the maids greeted the old man who had brought me into the mansion. They bowed respectfully to me, and I waved my left hand in dismissal at them. I could see Sir Adam looked surprised by my action, but he quickly said to me, "Come with me again, miss."

Sir Adam and I both walked upstairs to the second floor of the two-story building. He paused at a door entrance and spoke to me, "My boss is inside his room. Please wait here, miss; let me first attend to him."

"Okay," I said, scared and curious at the same time to know who the boss of this magnificent building was.

Was he my father's age mate or a young, handsome man my size?

I was intimidated and curious, admiring the artwork on the walls, depicting ancient warriors and historical times. I stood nervously, taking in the beautiful view of the second-floor lounge. Later, Sir Adam stepped out from the room behind me and said, "Come inside, miss."

I gulped and followed Sir Adam into the sitting room, almost freaking out as I felt all the air rush out of my body in dread at the cold air conditioning blowing on my yellow skin. The sitting room was white, with white paint on the walls, making everything seem invisible and almost transparent. From the white couch to the walls, curtains, television, divider, and ceiling—everywhere was stark white. I heard Sir Adam say to me, "Look, miss, just do whatever my boss asks you to do, okay? I’ve drugged him to have sex with you."

"What?!" My eyes widened in shock at the revelation. I quickly told Sir Adam, "I'm not a prostitute, sir." I said this in case that's what he thought of me after seeing me rush into the club.

"I know, miss. Just go in there, and you will meet my boss. I promise to pay you handsomely, as discussed, and I will take you back home safely afterward."

"Is this a joke? Pay me how much?" I asked Sir Adam inquisitively, as I wasn't broke. I was a billionaire's daughter, after all—I owned a black card.

So how much did Sir Adam think he could pay me?

"One million dollars," he said, and I chuckled. 

"I'm worth much more than that, sir. And I cannot go in there; I'm scared…" I replied, feeling afraid of who the man in the bedroom that Sir Adam wanted me to meet might be.

"Please, Miss," Sir Adam begged me.

"Call me Thelma," I said, not wanting to mention my last name. With the mention of Sebastian, it would be easy for anyone in City B to know who my father was, considering my family is among the top richest in the city.

"Okay, Miss Thelma, but we can’t continue to delay my boss. Just name a figure that you want, and I will speak to my old master about it," Sir Adam said.

"Your old master? Who's that?" I asked him, but just then, I heard a commanding, deep male voice call from within the room, "Who's there?"

I froze; the voice sounded powerful and very commanding.

"Please go in there, Miss Thelma. I will be outside waiting for you," Sir Adam said, and he immediately sneaked out of the sitting room, shutting the door behind him before I could utter any more words, leaving me standing in the white sitting room alone.