Chapter 01

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Red lips, Red tight dress, Dead eyes. This is not me!, this is not my dress, but the dress Camille forced me to wear, before leaving. This is the damn shitty life am forced to live.

My so called best friend couldn't even help me willingly.

More tears gathers, but I wiped it away from my eyes, before reapplying the mascara once again. My heart's pounding, but I must not waver, all I can think about is my mother waking up again and if this is the only way way to make that happen, then I must do it.

The door is the only boundary between me and the unknown that's inside the room. Once I go in, there's no going back.

Deep breaths, I take out my mirror from my little black purse and check my face again. My hands barely holding the mirror still, I immediately put it back into my red purse, in order to prevent it from falling, shattering on the cold floor and causing a ruckus.

I could just run away, but am not a coward, am I?. I asked my heavy heart one last time.

My hand on the door handle, I push it open and walked in, immediately into darkness, the lights are turned off.

I stepped on something, it feels like flower pedals, "Roses". I could barely see the unknown man.

The silhouette lies on the bed, patiently waiting for someone else, but am not that his special someone.

I don't know who he is, nor do I know why Camille asked me to do this. Does she really wants to make a mockery of me, does she hate me? and why does Camille want to hurt this man like this.

Why did she send me to this unknown man?, maybe he had done something wrong to Camille in the past, maybe that's why she sent me here in order to have her revenge. That's something Camille can do, but still, all this is so damn wrong, am not suppose to be here.

"Am sorry I have to do this" I mumbled to myself, barely hearing my own voice.

I have always watch this on the internet, where the husband and wife explores each other. I have waited patiently that I would finally find the one, get married and touch every single inch of his bare body.

"Touch my husband", but this is not my husband and am not married, this is so wrong and I feel so dirty. The tears keeps gathering round my eyes, but I quickly wipes it away, the unknown man is waiting and I must satisfy his desire to gain my money.

My clothes are not needed anymore!.

One handle off, then the second. Soon I am left with only my bra and panties, my hands are shivering, but I take them off as well, am naked. Naked, standing few inches away from the stranger.

I climbed on the bed shivering, trying to stay put, but the man didn't even give me a chance. He grabs my bare waist and brings me closer to himself.

His hand firmly on my waist, his lips reached for mine, filling it with thousand kisses, he wouldn't let go, roaming his other hand around my naked back.

I could feel my skin becoming hot, my heart's beating rapidly, soft little kisses lands on my collarbone, before placing his lips down on my neck and shoulder, leaving a wonderful feeling behind.

Even though, it feels so wrong, I feel just wow, I feel alive!.

"Yes!, Yes!, More!, More!.

I feel like exploding, screaming my lungs out for the stranger, but I hold myself, biting my lips. He's making me lose myself completely. Like a mad woman, he's making me crazy.

My hands are not shivering anymore and I grab his face, placing his lips on mine. I smell of cologne, mint and a really expensive perfume, I smell of him.

This is what I have always read in books, this is how good it felt, this is why almost everyone I know had boyfriends and girlfriends, to do this pleasure with them.

He holds my butt and place me down on the soft bed, I feel my legs spreading on it own, all I want is him and him alone.

My wonderful unknown!

Even though, I can't see his face, I could feel he smiled as I opened my legs shamelessly. I want him and he wants...me too.

Within seconds, I could feel him entering inside me and the world become still, I opened my mouth to let out a loud moan, but closed it back. He was holding my hips with one hand and riding me with the other.

I couldn't help it any longer and I moaned.

I told myself to stop but I couldn't, breathing heavily, staying still on the bed, my hands gathered up the soft sheets at my sides into knots.

Everything was drowned by ecstasy, he was the unknown, but at the same time wonderful!.

His kisses became intense, deep and dominating, he consumed my mouth like fire. His tongue moved in my mouth, in long slow licks, before sucking my lower lip.

His hands let go of my hips, running his finger in my hair, then on my breast. He cups my breast, brushes and rolls the nipples with his thumb and forefinger.

"I feel it harden".

"I feel him harden".

He bits my nipples with his teeth, playfully not hurting me, the pleasure I have always heard about is real!

The stranger continue moving inside me, increasing the pace, I feel like am going to explode again. I hold his broad shoulders firmly, as he keeps riding me.

"Mhmm" ... I bite my lips.

My makeup must have be smudged, but I don't darn care anymore.

"You want it like this" He whispered, but I could barely make out his voice and only heard partially what he said, I am far gone already.

I hold his silky hair and he placed his lips on mine once again, moaning on my mouth, I moaned too. He pushed me to the side, changing the position. I lie sideways and he entered me again through that way.

I feel am going to the climax, but still I want him to keep on going. I don't care about anything anymore, am shameless and I...like it.

We changed position again and I wrap my legs around his waist, as he brings me to himself, entering inside me again, more deeper. I bit my lips, trying not to explode, moaning. One more thrust and my body stiffens, I reached the climax, unable to take anymore.

He laid me gently on the bed and kissed me softly with his lips. Biting my lower lip, he teased me, before bringing me closer to himself, I feel his warmth as he held my bare waist.

"You are the first and only one I would ever love, you own my heart" He whispered silently, and I couldn't hear.

I moved closer to make out what he was actually whispering. Moving, he brings me closer to himself, and holds my waist more firmer.

"I don't want either of us to ever forget this special night, my dear Camille"

"Camille?"...

I heard his voice more audibly...

That voice, I know his voice too well.

No, it can't possibly be...