Chapter 2

Thelma's POV:

I gulped as I stared back at the huge white door in front of me, afraid of the masculine figure that wanted to step out.

I remembered that Sir Adam had asked me to go in, but I still stood nervously in my long red gown, as I continued to stare at the huge door.

I could hear the scattering of things inside the room, and I was seriously afraid, feeling the urge to pee on my pants.

Was it a monster that was in the room that Sir Adam wanted me to sleep with?

I asked myself as I was afraid, and before I knew it, I was gradually taking some steps backwards, as I could hear the sound of the footsteps approaching and the magnificent white door creaking open.

I jumped back in fright, while a dark-skinned, handsome, tall man with short black hair on his head and deep, silver, almost colorless eyes stepped out from the room. He staggered to regain his balance first before he stared at me.

The man was so darkly attractive, and my jaw dropped in shock as my struggling at the door behind me paused to stare at him properly.

He looked like a demigod, a model, or an actor, and he held my gaze while I held his gaze too.

My blue eyes met his silver, colorless eyes, and next, he asked me, "Who the fụck are you?"

"Um..." My lips parted to speak my name, but no words came out of my lips.

The man stared at me angrily, and he strode up to meet me, as I still stood frozen at the door. He approached me and grabbed me by my shoulder to throw me out of the sitting room as he attempted to unlock the door, but he paused.

"Damn it!" He growled, as he staggered again and leaned more on my slim frame.

I inhaled his masculine scent, and I felt what I had not felt before.

He seemed to have lost his balance, and he was holding onto me.

"Who brought you..." his words trailed off, and he was beginning to sweat profusely.

He stood up back and shut the door closed, and he stared at me like a predator.

"Who let you in here?" The man asked me again, and I could see his face contorted in pain.

He stared at me angrily like I was a pest that he wanted to get rid of, and next, he cussed again, "Damn it! What's wrong with me?"

The man looked like he was in serious pain, and he grabbed me by my arms and took me into his bedroom.

"Let go of me!" I screamed out, and he froze as he heard my tiny voice.

"You have to bear with me, as something is wrong with me, and I cannot help it, but want you," He said, as he seemed like he was under the influence of something.

"Want me..." I asked, like I had forgotten why I was in his bedroom too.

"Yes," he replied and started stripping his white top and white trousers too, and I gulped hard as I stared at his handsome, masculine, dark chest.

I immediately stared away from him, as his bedroom was beautiful and neat too.

I didn't know that the man had stripped off all his clothes until he approached me, and he hugged me from behind. And his hot voice fanned my left ear, "What are you still waiting for? Strip."

The man accompanied me to strip off my clothes, and I was helpless and also in need of him.

"What... Wait..." I was nervous, as it was my first time, but this silly man was already ready to get down in bed with me.

His body was cold, and seeing his dìck, I immediately gasped out, "Ha!"

I stared away to hide my embarrassed look, and he carried me to the bed and placed me carefully on it. And he started taking off my underwear.

I melted on the bed while inhaling his strong, masculine scent, and I watched him took off my last piece of cloth.

The man kissed me roughly at first, but when my lips parted and gave him access to my tongue, he calmed, and reached to my cookie, but I jolted.

I was scared, as I wanted to push him off, as he was drunk and acting under the influence of something, but he was strong, and I couldn't push him off either.

"Damn it! What's wrong with me?" The man asked himself, like he was trying to stop himself from doing what he was about to do. And he moved over to me to the bed and parted my legs open.

I was afraid. I tried to shut my eyes closed to feel the pain, and I winced as I could feel him enter me.

I gripped him to stop, but he couldn't, as he kept thrusting into me with passion.

He was panting and moaning as I groaned in pain, but he seized me and continued with the steady thrust of his hips against mine. After he got to his climax, he collapsed right next to me.

I was afraid, scared to death, as my core was hurting. The man didn't romance me like what I had read in romance novels, and he didn't even pet me, nor try to get me ready.

He just grabbed me and threw me to his bed, and used me to his satisfaction. Now, he was snoring rightly next to me.

I wanted to get up from the bed, but feeling his large arm wrapped around my waist in a possessive hug, I was too weak to push his hands off. So, I slowly shut my eyes closed and laid back on the bed beside him.

I later woke up again, as it wasn't yet morning, and I sat up on the bed and wanted to search for my clothes to wear, but I still felt tired from the last night's event between us, and my head was still aching.

 And I fell asleep again on the bed, after staring at the dark-skinned, handsome man that was sleeping peacefully beside me.

Later, it was morning, and the sun rays shone on my way, and I woke up again and carefully sat up on the bed.

I stared beside me, and I didn't see the black man on the bed, and there he stood, glaring at me.

He was wrapped in a white towel around his waist, and he stood beside the window. 

Actually, he was the one who had pulled the curtains wide open to allow the sun rays on my face. As he stared at me with anger-filled eyes.

"Who the fụck are you, and how did you get into my bedroom?" The tall man asked me, and I could still feel the pain in between my thighs, and yet he was asking me that silly question.

He looked so powerful, but I ignored him and carefully slid out from the bed, and I realized I was bare, as he had pulled off all my clothes the previous night and flung all my clothes scattered around his bedroom.

"Answer me! How did you get in here, and what happened between us?" He charged at me, gripping me by my left arm and swirled me around to face him.

I met his dark, handsome face again, and his colorless, silver eyes sending shivers down my spine.

I gulped and parted my lips to speak, but no words came out from my trembling lips.

"Take your things and get out," He spat, and I shuddered away from him.

I quickly searched the room for my red gown and the red pant and bra that I wore the previous day, and I could feel his cold eyes watching my neck and every move.

He threw a towel at me and thundered, "Get out!"

I was frightened like a chicken scared to death, and I immediately ran out from his bedroom to dress up in the sitting room, and not minding that I was bare.

I wore my pant and my bra immediately, and I fumbled to wear my red gown too.

And I had luck, as there was no zip on my red gown, and I searched around the sitting room for my red purse that I had come with the previous night.

Just then, I remembered that my red purse was still in his bedroom, with the strange man that I had just had a one-night stand with. If I would even call it a one-night stand.

I paused and knocked on his bedroom door again, as his domineering aura frightened me the most. But still, my hands shook to knock on the door, as the red purse contained my phone and car keys too.

Knock, knock. I knocked, and I heard no response from him.

I gently pushed the door open and peeked my beautiful head into his bedroom, and I apologized, "Please, sir, I forgot to take my red purse."

I saw him standing beside the king-size bed, and he was on a phone call. So, I quickly rushed into his room like a crazy lady, and I took my purse and immediately darted out from the house.

I bumped into Sir Adam in the white sitting room, as I rushed out to exit the mansion. And he spoke to me, "Good morning, Miss Thelma. Please wait, let me..."

Before Sir Adam could complete his statement, I immediately ran away from the sitting room. As I exited the second-floor lounge and rushed downstairs to leave the house.