Chapter 1 - Taken to his house

Thelma's POV|

I sat up carefully on the bed, staring at the handsome black man sleeping on the bed beside me.

It had been an unforgettable, hot night between us, and I could still feel the flesh between my thighs throbbing from how hard he had pounded me the previous night.

How did it all start?

I had been ridiculed by my best friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old, and I was pained at the realization that I looked stupid before them.

I rushed down to the club nearby and gulped down any available liquor, trying to forget my sorrows, but then a man approached me and asked, "Hello, miss."

I stared back at him, wondering what he wanted, but I was too sad to listen to him.

He grabbed the bottle away from my hands and dragged me along to follow him.

"Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed out, as I was wearing a slim-fitted, red gown with my black low-heel shoes.

I was the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the sole heir of the BeeH Group. The people around in the bar did not dare to interfere, as they were all absent-minded and drinking from their own bottles.

"Calm down, miss, I don't mean any harm," the man said to me, and I paused and stared up at his face.

He wore a black suit and looked older than me, probably in his 40s.

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

"Calm down, miss, I don't mean any harm," the man repeated, as he took me away to the corner of the bar.

"If you do not mean any harm, then let go of my hands," I said, and he sighed and quickly spoke, "Look, miss, I need your help, and I think you're the best lady suitable for the job."

"What job?" I asked him, as my sharp blue eyes stared at his dark face.

I wondered if he was a boss or a servant, as in City B, only the billionaires could afford to live there, and I wondered what help the black man standing before me needed.

I was fair in complexion, tall with a slender figure, and he said, "Look, miss. I know you don't know me, but I saw you when you rushed in here, and I could understand that you're heartbroken."

"So what do you need me for?" I asked him, and he released my left wrist first, 

and he said, "I want you to accompany me to spend a night with my boss."

"What? Your... your what?" I asked him again, in utmost disbelief.

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

Well, I already looked heartbroken by my two best friends' insult, and I heard him say, "I will pay you heavily, miss, but please come with me first, as I don't have much time to delay."

I wanted to protest with him. First, I didn't know him. Secondly, I hadn't gone out with a stranger before, as I was heavily guarded by my father's bodyguards always.

My dad did not easily allow me out of his sight, and in the bar that I had rushed into, my dad's security men were still outside and in the grand floor, where my friends and I had been celebrating my birthday in the private hall before they all laughed at me.

I thought it best to follow the elderly man, as he looked responsible and honest from his looks and calm body, and more likely, I wanted to lose my virginity quickly to avoid my friends' ridicule again.

My father wanted to trade me for marriage with a top billionaire's son, but he hadn't found the right match for me yet, one that met his requirements for the type of groom he wanted for me.

I silently followed the man, and we got into the backseat of his car, while he drove me out of the luxurious hotel. I could see two guards seated in the backseat of the car in silence as I sat in the second front seat with him.

We arrived at a magnificent building, and I wondered who owned the powerful mansion that stood in front of me.

"Step down, miss," the man said to me, and I remembered that I hadn't even asked him his name yet.

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

I followed the man into the magnificent, powerful building that stood before me.

The building looked so powerful, like my father's mansion, and I could see all the stationed guards around, standing guard over the magnificent building.

"Welcome, Sir Adam," the maids greeted the old man who had brought me into the mansion, and they bowed to me respectfully, while I waved my left hand in dismissal to them. I saw Sir Adam looked surprised by my action.

"Come with me, miss," Sir Adam said, and I followed him.

We walked upstairs to the second floor, as the house was a magnificent two-story building, and he paused and spoke, "My boss is inside. Please wait here first, miss, let me attend to him first."

I was scared and curious to know who the boss of the magnificent building was. Was he my father's age-mate, or a young, handsome man like me? I was scared and, at the same time, curious, as I admired the artistic painting on the wall, which depicted warriors of ancient times.

I stood admiring the beautiful view of the second floor when Sir Adam later stepped out and said to me, "Come in, miss."

I gulped, and I followed him into the sitting room.

I could feel the air in my body stand up in fret as the cold air from the air conditioning blew on my skin.

I stepped into the sitting room, which was painted in white, and it seemed every item in there was invisible to me, as it was all white.

"Look, miss, just do whatever my boss wants, as I drugged him to have sex with you."

"What!" My eyes widened at the revelation.

"I'm not a prostitute," I said, in case that's what Sir Adam thought of me when he saw me rush into the clubbing area.

"I know, miss, just go in there, and you will meet with my boss. I promise to pay you heavily as discussed, and I will take you back home to wherever you came from safely," Sir Adam replied.

"Pay me how much? Is this a joke?" I asked inquisitively, as I wasn't broke and was a billionaire too, with a black card. So how much did Sir Adam think he could pay me?

"1 million dollars," he spoke, and I chuckled.

"I'm worth more than that, sir. I cannot go in there, I'm scared," I replied, as I was afraid of who the man in the bedroom was that Sir Adam was asking me to go in and see.

"Please, miss," Sir Adam begged me.

"Call me Thelma," I said, as I did not want to mention my father's last name. As the mention of Sabastian made it easy for anyone in City B to note who my father was, being that my family was the richest in the city.

"Okay, Miss Thelma, but we cannot continue to delay. Just name how much you want, and I will speak to the old master about it," Sir Adam added.

"Your old master? Who's he?" I asked.

"Who's there?" I heard a deep, masculine, male voice ask from within the room door in front of me, and I froze, as the voice sounded so powerful and very cold.

"Please go in, Miss Thelma, I will be outside waiting," Sir Adam quickly sneaked out of the sitting room, shutting the door behind me and leaving only me in the white room.