Chapter Three.

DIANA

I breathed in and out thrice before knocking on the door and it was opened immediately.

"Diana, what are you doing here?" he asked with a surprised face while I was busy ogling at his bare six-pack chest. Wish I could just lick those abs.

"Diana, Diana" he waved his hand at my face and I came out of my sinful thoughts.

"What's wrong" he asked and a frown was on his face this time.

“can...can I come in?" I asked lowly with obvious red cheeks.

"Oh, a minute please" he closed the door, and a minute or two later he came out not alone this time, but with two blonde girls who had a "just f*cked face"; they were smiling sheepishly as Miguel kissed them.

"Until next time girls," Miguel said and the girls nodded and walked away but Miguel slapped one of their asses making me cringe.

"Do come in" I walked in and I won't lie for the few years I've known Miguel this is the second time I am coming to his house. He has a playboy and bad-boy lifestyle which gives me eerie vibes. I sat on his brown leather couch which blends perfectly with the decoration of the living room. He went inside before coming out with a plate of cookies and a glass of orange juice.

"Here" he dropped them on the table next to me, I muttered a thanks and took a sip from it before placing it back on the table.

"So what brought you here, cause the last time I remembered the Diana I know won't come to my house unless forced or begged, so spill," he asked while I gulped when I saw that killer smile of his revealing his dimples on his both cheeks. Gosh Ana get a grip on yourself, I know he's cute but don't fawn like one of those call girls. Miguel has a thing, I don't know how to put it but just know that he has this aura that calls girls to him. I remember when I met him in an awkward situation for the first time, he was trying to run away from a girl while he was on a date with the girl's best friend, I mean who does that? So back to my story, he was in the same restaurant with me, with the 'current' girlfriend when another girl from nowhere barged in with an angry face.

He was surprised or should I say shocked when she slapped him and called him different names, unable to take the insult and stood up glaring at her. I was on my way out when Miguel decided to use me as a scapegoat to run out by calling me his 'distant cousin' and the bimbos believed him and let him follow me out. He apologized after that and I forgave him, he took my number promising to call me for a coffee or drink anytime, so that's how we became friends.

"Diana, this is the second time you're spacing out on me, can you tell me what's wrong?" Okay here goes nothing.

"I need some cash, "I said, twisting my fingers, something I am fond of doing when I am nervous.

"Why?" he asked with a hint of both surprise and amusement.

"I really need the money, Miguel," I said, biting my bottom lip which I also do when my nervousness is at its peak.

"Okay, how much do you need?"

"200,000 (two hundred thousand)"

"What are you going to do with that large amount of money and how are you gonna pay me back".

"I promise to pay you back quickly but please I need the money right now"

"Okay am gonna give you the money but on one condition" I arched my brows when he said that and was having a bad feeling about his condition.

"What condition?"

"I'll give you the money but you are not going to pay a dime, Diana"

"Huh, why?"

"You know I like you right and I really want to get down with you so I'm gonna f*ck you in exchange for the money” WHAT, I stared at him in disbelief, I can't believe he was saying something like this to me. All these years of knowing him, all he ever wanted was to fuck me. This fucktard!!!

"F*ck you and your money Miguel, I just wasted my time coming to an ars*hole like you" I got up heading to the door when he dragged me back holding my waist and squeezing my ass. "Miguel let go"

"I'm gonna f*ck you till pass out, I am gonna rub my hands all over those wide hips of yours," he said pushing me onto the couch and straddling me.

"Miguel please don't do this, please," I said, already crying.

"Don't worry I'm gonna be gentle and I'm gonna give you enough pleasure" he said while kissing my neck.

"Miguel" I hit him on his chest and it was like am hitting a rock, he didn't move an inch oh God please don't let me be a victim of r*pe.

"Diana you don't know how long I've been fantasizing about your body" he places his hand on my left breast squeezing the life out of it and making me whisper. He tried kissing me but I struggled to move my face. He held my face tightly and kissed me like his life depended on it; more tears fell from my eyes. I raised my leg and kicked his dick really hard and he fell off me groaning on the couch.

"F*ck you Diana" he cursed still groaning so I quickly stood up and then carried my bag heading to the door but he held my hand again, I screamed in fear but a knock came at the door diverting his attention.

"Miguel open the fucking door" A croak voice yelled and Miguel immediately stood up like someone being controlled to open the door, I ran out immediately not waiting for whosoever knocked to come in.

I ran for so many minutes and after making sure I was far from his house I sat on a bench at the bus stop still crying. I can't believe I was almost r*ped, I took Miguel as a friend but he could do this to me gosh am feeling so helpless now.

I cleaned my face before taking the bus to the hospital.