Chapter 1: The beginning

Chapter 1

Abigail's POV

I tossed and turned on the bed, I wasn't comfortable. Something felt wrong, I could not make out a lot but one thing I was sure of is that the bed on which I laid was drenched. Yes, drenched in my own sweat. 

I sat up with a start and began trying to locate the zip of the short red dress I was putting on. Not having enough patience to locate the zip. I forcefully pulled the dress out of my body and by so doing, the dress got ripped. Leaving myself clad in only my bra and thong.

I laid back down and closed my eyes, trying to see if I would get some sleep now that I had no clothes on except my underwear but I still felt the same way. My head was banging, my throat was dry and I had a terrible body ache. 

I closed my eyes for what felt like hours but could have also been minutes. Then like a hurricane, it hit me. The reason I was here, in this bar room. It was all the fault of that stupid son of a bitch! I caught my boyfriend, well ex boyfriend now, cheating on me and it was no other girl but my friend! 

I suspected something was going on between them but I didn't want to just conclude. I should have trusted my guts! That fool was sleeping with me and also fooling around with that bitch! I don't even want to think about how long he had been doing that. The thought of it disgusts me.

Well, I trust myself to not take things like that likely. I kneed him between his legs and I made sure he sustained an injury. Son of a bitch would never try that with any other woman again. I even went as far as destroying his most prized collection of cars and trophies. Oh, the joy from the thought of that. 

But sadly, he sent me to jail but foolish of him to think I will spend up to 24 hours in that place when I have the best set of people around me. I was bailed in under 5 hours by Gigi, my besfriend. 

I couldn't help but remember her words when she came to the prison to bail me out. 

Gigi had waited till the prison officials were out of sight then she asked, “what really happened? You should be more careful” 

Without feeling any remorse I told her, “That son of a bitch cheated on me and I had to show him what I'm made of!” 

Gigi's mouth formed a huge ‘o’ in surprise, “So what did you do?” 

I smirked as I recalled the moment, “I kneed him in the groin. Hard.” 

Gigi burst into laughter, “girllll, you did so well.” then she smiled like a mother that is proud of her child, “I taught you really well” 

“That son of a bitch would never forget me. And hopefully he'll never be able to use his stupid dick on any woman again” 

Gigi gave me a fist bump, “but wait, don't tell me that is all you did?” She had asked with raised brows.

“Of course not, I also destroyed his prized possession of cars and his trophies” I had said with pride.”

Gigi did a little celebratory dance, “my friend is so hottt!” 

God, I love that girl!

Gigi, after bailing me from jail suggested I enrol for a surrogacy contract so I could get some money. My mum is currently really ill and I do not have enough money to sustain the treatment, so of course I had to heed. So I registered. 

Gigi also suggested that I forget about everything that happened, in her own words "what do you say we go out and have a little bit of fun tonight?"

"No, I don't feel like" I was a little hesitant at first because I don't have money to spend on such things now.

"Oh come on, bills on me. please"

I didn't say anything. 

“Abby, let's have a nice night. You are young and still very much hot. So why keep all these hotness indoors?!” Gigi had questioned me.

Gigi had then walked into the closet and threw a short red dress at me, then brought out a stiletto and proceeded to do her famous puppy dog eyes, “get dressed and let go for me. Just be a little loose tonight” then she winked, “who knows, you might get laid” 

I three a pillow at her which she successfully doged then stood up to get dressed. “Just for you”

Then she burst into her famous celebratory dance.

That brings me to this present moment, the last thing I remember was drinking and dancing to loud music in a bar with Gigi. It was Gigi's suggestion to party and forget about that son of a bitch and it worked to an extent. By the way, I enjoyed every moment of that but look where it landed me, in a drunk state and in a bar room. 

I finally opened my eyes and caught sight of the light that came from the door at the opposite end of the room, the door was not completely closed making it easy to spot in this completely dark room.

How could I have been so stupid? I thought to myself. So, there was a bathroom there all along and here I was drenched in my own sweat when I could have gotten the relief I needed from taking a cold shower. 

I got down from the bed, and almost tripped because it felt like the headache tripled as soon as I stood on my feet but I could not just stand there. I had a mission—locate the bathroom and get the relief I seek. I placed my left palm on my forehead, as if that would have relieved the pain and trudged towards the bathroom.

I finally reached the door of the bathroom and was about to push it open when I collided into something that made me stagger backwards from the force. I removed my palm from my forehead and looked up and then I realised that ‘something’ was a man. A full grown man. 

He looked angry. Did I annoy him? Or maybe it wasn't my fault that he looked that way. I kept on staring at him, taking in his handsome features. From his narrowed eyes, to his well sculpted jaw and even down to his height!

A few seconds passed then I saw his jaw tick, he grabbed me by the elbow and then leaned in and asked, “who are you?”. I didn't reply to him or maybe I did but I could not make out what I said. I just knew I felt really sick at that moment and needed all the relief that I could get.

After a while, I felt his grip on my elbow lessen. The next thing I knew I had my arms around him and was so comfortable with the coolness his body had to offer. He had just stepped out of the bathroom and still had water dripping from his body, it was at that point I noticed that his upper body was bare of any clothes and he just had a towel tied around his waist.

But I didn't care, as long as he was offering the relief I needed, what more could I ask for. 

I heard a groan from him and next thing I knew I was spread out on the big bed and I felt a weight on myself then he captured my lips in what turned out to be a deep kiss, my legs wrapped around his waist and my fingers in his hair. He cupped my cheek, drew me closer, claiming my lips and demanding more access which I granted him. his tongue explored my mouth and I yanked on the back of head, toying with his hair.

He removed my bra and then my thong and trailed wet kisses from my neck to my chest, simultaneously stimulating my nipples with his fingers. I let out a soft moan. This is the first time my body is reacting this much to something like this.

"Don't hold back. Moan loudly for me" came a demanding voice, that sounds so sexy.

His fingers then trailed down to my sex, next thing I felt his mouth on my clit. He sucked on it sending me into pure ecstasy.

"Let it all out" he said softly, yet so commanding.

And I did just that.

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The next morning, 

I woke up to find a huge, muscular arm around me. I was so confused, where am I? And why is a man laying beside me?! Then I remembered the events of the previous night.

Groaning in frustration, I lifted his arm off me carefully, praying that he doesn't wake up because I would not want to be in such an embarrassing situation. After what I think happened the previous night, there is no way I am going to be able to face him.

I shifted to the extreme of the bed and it was at that point I noticed that the hook of my bra was undone. Out of all the shameful things I did the previous night, I remember stepping out of my dress but I do not remember undoing the hook of my bra. This just confirmed the suspicion I had earlier of what happened the previous night. 

Overall, I had a good night yesterday. Just what I needed.

After glancing at the bedside clock, I decided to leave as soon as possible before the man laying there would wake up. I got down from the bed, I winced at the soreness between my legs then I fixed the hook of my bra properly then began looking for the outfit I wore yesterday. 

After a few minutes of searching, I found it in the corner of the room and I was about to put it on when I saw it had a huge tear at the side and wearing it in public will make me look like a clown! 

I groaned in frustration! Everything was just turning against me that morning. But eventually, an idea popped into my head. 

I located the huge walk-in closet in this stranger's bedroom, then I took out a black shirt from his large collection of clothes. I immediately put it on, and the shirt was so huge that it stopped just right above my knees. Just the perfect length I needed.

I was just about to step out of the bedroom when I thought about the fact that he could be someone who slept with women to make a living and he might request a huge sum of money! And I don't have such financial capability. More reason why I decided to leave before he would wake up. 

But instead of just leaving him empty handed, I decided to give him what I had on me and what I could afford to give out at that point. So I tiptoed towards the dresser beside the bed and dropped a fifty dollar note as a tip and also got a small piece of paper and wrote that he should accept my little tip since he was a gigolo and that is what he did for a living, then I also wrote in the letter that I really had a nice time last night and I really appreciate is effort, then I picked up my phone and my bag then I slipped out of the room.