Chapter 2

Camilla’s POV 

I felt so burdened in my heart that I suspended going back to my hotel room which I intended to, rather I went to the bar. I took a seat and ordered three bottles of alcohol. I didn't regard the fact that I haven't taken alcohol in public before, all those values meant nothing to me now that my world was crashing, not even the fact that I'm a CEO and have to abide by ethics. 

I drank them all and was feeling a bit strange. I couldn't perfectly understand my body but I would say I felt like having sex, anything which would calm down this ravaging tempest in me a bit. I thought of what to do then I remembered I had a Tinder account a few years ago before I began dating Peter and eventually married him. The password was quite easy, I used my initials, I could still remember this. So I decided to revisit it. 

I searched for matches. What I knew was that I wasn't the only person looking for someone to hook up with at this moment, some lonely or horny man might also be looking for the same. 

After a few minutes, I got successfully paired with the best match. To my shock, his location was the same hotel as mine. I blinked my eyes in shock and excitement shot through my chest. I looked at his profile and his picture was eye-catching. 

Gosh! 

Even if it wasn't, I wouldn't mind so far as he could handle me. 

“How do we meet?” I quickly typed. The urge was rising and I needed to do it as soon as possible, lest I might go crazy. This was my own body's way of reacting to too much alcohol. I've never tried this before, so I didn't know. 

“Where are you?” He typed back. 

“I'm at the bar on the eleventh floor.” 

“Okay. Nice. I'm on the eleventh floor as well.”

I arched my brows, extending my lips into a tight grin. Maybe it's the universe's doings. How could my first match be at the same hotel and the same floor with me? 

“So can you come over to room 23C please?” 

“I'm naked and can't dress to come over there. I'm pretty sure you don't wanna see me walk naked up to you.” 

I burst out laughing and immediately picked my bag, staggering to the rows of apartments, I was each with the labels of the room number. I knocked on the stated room number and the door slightly opened. I bashed in. 

The moment my eyes set on this guy standing over at the bed gorgeously naked, I froze. My jaw dropped most especially as our eyes clashed, I scanned his face. He had a commanding, blue eyes, pink lips and sharp face. His abs were well structured like the work of an expert sculptor, his six packs got me salivating for him and then finally, my eyes dropped low, same as my lips opened even wider. His cock was already standing, he got a boner already and I wondered what aroused him. 

My eyes refused to leave his cock, it was the longest and biggest I've ever seen both in real life and in porns. I looked at his face again and he let off a lusty grin. His amazing set of white teeth displayed, causing me to blink. 

“Gosh! This guy is perfect.” 

He didn't give me too much time to analyze him when he began walking towards me. His body bent over mine and shut the door, bolting it. 

I'm trapped with this fallen angel! 

“I know you're amazed by my beauty but gosh! I want you, I want you momma.” His voice made me shriek, I staggered backward as he pulled my hands over to himself. Even when I was drunk myself, it didn't take me much time to identify that this was another under an extra influence. His voice sounded like some drowsy fellow. 

My hormones sprang up as my hands accidentally hit his cock as we tried to struggle. I didn't know if I really wanted to do this, cheat on my husband just because he cheated on me. This wasn't my lifestyle and I wasn't even thinking of refraining because of him but for myself, yet the lust in me and this man's striking aura wouldn't let me think well. My sense of morals were clouded and the next second, I was pulling out my clothes, starting from my suit.” 

“Fuck me so hard!” I growled. “Make me forget my troubles.” 

“That's what I'm known for, momma.” Him calling me momma triggered more of the urge and before long I was stark naked with all my clothes lying on the floor. He bent and jacked me off my foot, taking me to the luxury king sized bed which was positioned here in this large bedroom. He laid me flat, pressing me to the bed with his hands, then his lips sank to mine. 

He gave me such a ferocious kiss which sent me to the pit of hell and brought me back. From my mouth, he trailed his lips down my body, to my chest and grabbed my nipple, just as he kissed me so hard, his tongue and lips ravaged my right nipple while his hand grabbed and squeezed my left boob. 

I was shaking on the bed, moaning hard. My lips quivered and my pussy clenched. His lips continued to trailed down and just as he was about to reach my groin, then to my clit, he stopped, turned me around and spanked my ass. 

“I can't be patient any longer!” He said amidst heavy breaths. “My cock is painfully hard and it's calling for your pussy!” 

His tone sounded so naughty but even this got me dripping for him. The alcohol I took was in full effect, I wondered if it's target was my pussy and my pussy alone. 

“Spread your legs wider for me, bitch!” His obscene tongue here got me crazier. I widened my legs. The moment his fingers found my wet clit and pussy, I squirmed, shutting my eyes tight. 

“Fuck me! Come on, fuck me!” I moaned, taking in heavy breaths. I was lying back down and he was kneeling in between my legs. This posture got me totally submissive. 

I couldn't wait any longer. Whatever amount he demanded from me, I will give it to him since I initiated the contact, regardless of the fact I came to his room. 

Just as I requested, he drilled his rock hard cock into my tight pull in one perfect, smart move. My breath seized feeling him occupy me, my walls contracted to accommodate his size. I thought Peter's too big, but not until now did I realize this call boy's cock was bigger and longer than I thought. It filled the whole of me. He began to plunge into me all of a sudden at a terrific speed taking me to cloud nine. Until I lost track of the fact that I just caught my husband red handed with my sister, I didn't realize. The only thing that mattered now was the wonderful ecstasy his cock was creating inside of me. 

I really wanted to ride him this way all night and forever. 

The next morning, my alarm woke me up by 5 AM. The first thing I saw was a strange environment, then I turned, by my side was a charming angel in the form of a man sleeping beside me. I immediately got up. The effect of the alcohol was gone and I recalled who I was, the CEO of Girez Cosmetics, a popular beauty brand in the world. 

How could I be so careless? 

I thought of the scandal I might be into should this man speak of me to someone or the public. He might look for a way to extort more money from me. I just met him online and couldn't trust him. 

I rushed to dress, picked my bag. I checked and made sure everything was intact. I picked my phone, then something hit my mind. I looked at this charming prince once more and pulled out my anonymous credit card with no name and about hundred thousand dollars in there and dropped it on the bedside table. There was a piece of paper and a pen on top of it, as I came to see. 

“Use it for your payment!” 

“Pin 3333.”

I was confident of myself because this card had no name and the owner couldn't be traced. I released a sigh of relief. With this, I tiptoed out of the room, closing the door slowly behind me. The moment I came outside, I took to my heels. I was supposed to return back to Brooklyn this morning, as my flight is 8 AM. I looked at my watch. It was 5:30 AM. 

“I better go wait at the airport.” I told myself, from where I took a taxi there. My mind was fully back with the huge betrayal of yesterday. I clenched my fist and lips. 

“He'll pay dearly for this.”

After three hours of flight, I arrived at Brooklyn and next I called for the top divorce lawyer, Roberts Colton. 

“I'm gonna pay you whatever you charge. Just make sure Peter doesn't get a penny from the joint account.” 

Then I called him. “I guess you can be with Bella better now. Come back and sign this!” I referred to the divorce agreement.