Bexley's POV
I love my room. It's big and beautiful. Just like that of Blake. Only, the colour is different. Blake's room is painted in white and grey while mine is purely white. But the furniture has a mixture of white and gold. It's so beautiful. When I opened the closet. I saw a few clothes. Wait. Did Blake buy me new clothes? Well, it seems so. Most of the clothes are joggers, hoodies, face caps, and sneakers. Wow. I love the collections. But why would he do that for me? I will need to ask him when he gets back from work. I agreed to stay here for a while, not because I was scared. But because I will get to know more about Blake. Since the last time I kissed him. He made me feel something I had never felt before. I would be lying to say I do not like him. He is every woman's dream man. He is tall. Six foot three. Clean bright skin. He has well-defined cheekbones and a concrete jaw. He has a tanned skin. Dark brown hair that is well-styled. His blue eyes sparkled with mirth. He has a well-defined frame and stature. He is extremely muscular with eight-pack abs. He is a perfect example of a Greek God. For the first time in my life. I found a man my heart beats for. Even though I don't want to accept it. But it is true. I know he hates women. A knock on my door. "Come in". I said The door opened and revealed a well-dressed Asaf. "Hi". He said as he walked in. "Where are you going? ". I curiously asked "Don't tell me you have forgotten I will be performing in a concert in Spain. " He said. "Oh. I am very sorry Asaf. I forgot. So, are you leaving now? I asked "Yes, my flight is in two hours. John will be going with me. You can come if you want to". He invited "I would love to. But, I have a test tomorrow. I can't afford to miss that. Maybe next time". I declined. "Will you be okay with Blake alone? ". He asked. "Sure. I am getting to know him better. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me". I assured "Ok. Come here". He hugged me and put a kiss on top of my head. "My manager is waiting downstairs. I should go now. Take care of you". He pulled away from me. I saw him out of the door to the lobby where the bodyguards were stationed. I am all alone in this big penthouse. I feel lonely and hungry. I walked to the kitchen and checked the fridge to get something to eat. Well, I must say. I am impressed. There is a sandwich. Chicken soup and rice. And other varieties of food you can think of. I preferred the chicken soup and rice. I dished some and I microwaved the food. I settled down on the kitchen Islander and I ate my food. Flushing it down with a glass of juice. As soon as I was done eating. I washed the dishes and dropped them on the plate rack. I returned to my room to shower. I undressed. Walked into the shower. I started with the washing of my hair with shampoo. And when I was done. I washed my body using a body wash. I was done bathing. I wrapped my body with a white towel and I brushed my teeth. I proceeded to the closet and I wore pink shorts and a white tank top I combed my hair and my loose curls are still intact. I let the hair fall to my back. It was getting late already and Blake was not back. That got me worried. I left my room and headed downstairs to the living room. On getting there. I was shocked to find someone sitting on a sofa in the living room. Looking at me and smirking. "What do we have here? A beauty. Too beautiful for a tomboy". He said I was scared. But I refused to let it show on my face. "Who are you? And, how did you get in here? ". I asked He got up and walked to me like a cat would walk to its prey. He yanked my wet hair with his fists and assessed me. When he stopped in front of me. His fingers raised my chin and I looked up at him. His cologne filled my nose and I could see him staring back at me. He looked handsome. Black hair gelled back. He has a white scar on his chin. He wore a black shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbow. His forearms are covered with tattoos. His eyes were green and his lips were pink. "You are beautiful. And you smell nice". That was all he said before he walked away from me. "I asked who you are". I breathe "You don't get to ask questions, my dear. I need you to listen to me. Tell Blake that Lorenzo was here. Also, let him know that I love your beautiful lips. It will surely taste good". He said and walked out. I ran to the lobby to check for the bodyguards. I saw the four of them sleeping on the floor. It seems they ordered pizza. And the pizza was drugged. I ran back inside and climbed up to my room, and I locked myself there. A few minutes later. I heard Blake's voice calling me. I got up and opened the door, and I rushed to hug him, scared. "It's ok. I am here now. Are you ok? ". He asked. Now that he is here. I will be fine. I didn't understand it before. If the dangerous man can come here. Then, my appointment is not safe either. What have I got myself into?Blake's POV I got out of my private elevator at the office. As I was about to get in my car which was opened for me by my bodyguard. A call came in. I answered immediately without checking the caller's. I expected it to be either Asaf or Bex. But I was wrong. "She is too beautiful for a tomboy. I love her pink lips. I could not stop kissing them. So soft". Lorenzo teased "Where are you? And what are you talking about? Come straight you fool". I spat. And my heart was beating fast. I hope Bex is safe. "I wouldn't say that if I were you. But, to answer your question. I am right here in your penthouse with your beautiful tomboy who has captured my heart already with her beauty". He said. "Don't you dare touch her, you hear me, you lunatic?". I spat "I admit. She is quite a beauty to behold. Don't you agree with me? " "What do you want? ". I asked "Now, you are talking. Send Two hundred million to my account. Let's start from there. Or say goodbye to your little princes
Bexley's POV "So, Asaf got you a car and a bodyguard. Yet, you claim you are not in a relationship with him. Lier. Guess what. You don't deserve him. You are just a gold digger. That's what you are". Serah Brawled, stood before me in the lecture room, getting attention from the other students. I got up from where I sat and stepped forward as I confronted her. "You know, I used to respect you a lot. I thought you were the most beautiful girl in this school. But, it turned out that you are the most selfish, stupid, brainless and disgusting girl in this school. How many times have I told you that Asaf and I are just friends? Secondly, who the fuck! Are you to know who deserves what and who doesn't deserve a thing? Look. I wanted to help you out with Asaf. But, it turned out that Asaf doesn't like you. I can't blame him because You are just a fucking! bitch! Who thinks all good thing belongs to you alone? You are a selfish bitch! Serah". I spat. The class cheered for me as t
Bexley's POV It's been two weeks since I last saw Blake. After he asked that I become his. He suddenly started to avoid me. He didn't answer my calls and texts, so I had to let go. The arrogant bastard can not change after all. I was at a beach enjoying the atmosphere when suddenly, my phone went off. I answered immediately. I saw it was Dr Marven. "Hello, Blex?" He asked. " Yes Doctor. I hope all is well?". " Yes. All is well Bex. I think we might have found your real Father" " What? Are you serious? " " He later replied to the email we sent him. He is on his way to your school as I am speaking to you. I hope you are in school. Maybe you need to talk with him to be sure. But to tell you the truth. I am 99℅ sure that he is your dad" I ended the call immediately, and I told Simon, my Bodyguard, to take me to school immediately. I grew up not knowing my parents. But, someone told me that I could find my real family through DNA. So, I met Doctor Maven. He confirmed
"Oh... Shit!, Shit!. Yeah. Fuck!!! ". The brunette moaned and cursed as Blake pounded into her pussy from behind, gripping her hair. He groaned and he thrust deeper and deeper. She continued to curse and moaned. She came undone but he was not done with her. His thrusts became harder and brutal. The Brunette continued to cry in pleasure. With her screams and moans, he continued to pound brutally into her pussy. He was getting closer to reaching his climax. He orgasm and empties his load into the condom, and he immediately pulls out of her. "Get dressed. My driver will drop you off. Also I will transfer some money to your account". He annoyingly told her off. "Not even a kiss darling". The young woman who's legs are wobbly trying to recover from the rough sex she just had. Got romantic. While adjusting her short skirt. "You know I don't do that shit. But thanks for your time. Now, if you will excuse me. I need to go to sleep". He dismissed She picked up her bag, blew k
Bexley's POVComing out of my studio apartment. I hurried out to get into the Uber ride I booked. I am already running late for my shoot. "Please, can you go a little faster? I need to meet up with something". I pleaded with the driver. "Alright, Ms, I will try my best. But we do have a speed limit". He replied. "Ok, thanks". I said looking out the window, watching as the streets go by as the car moves. I finally got out of the taxi and paid the driver. "Calm down. I am here already" I hung up the call. I increased my steps to meet up with the scheduled time I was given. As a lead dancer, it is unprofessional of me to get to work late. Already in the building of the shoot. Walking on the long hallway that leads to the studio. I was so lost in my thoughts hating myself for coming late to my best friend's music video shoot. without paying much attention. I mistakenly bumped into someone so hard and I fell on my butt. "Ouch". I whined. Looki
Blake's POVA girl ruined my day. I have never felt insulted in my life before. If I had not promised my dad. I would have just retired for today. No woman dared to look me in the eyes. Focus Blake. Focus. I will get back to dealing with her. I am on my way to my Father's Mansion. Since I had promised to honour his invitation. Though I already knew why he invited me. It is simple. He wanted me to meet a model. She is the daughter of his very good friend. His namesake. I could have said no. But. I rather talk to the girl myself. That way, he won't be giving her family a false hope. No woman has ever caught my attention. Not before. Never will there be any in the future. I just hate women. Though, for the first time in my life. I met a fearless and bold girl today. A very annoying piece of shit. I got to know her name through my brother. The thought of my encounter with her has been haunting my sanity since the moment she left this evening. I
Bexley's POVGetting out of the shower. I wrapped my body with a towel, Using another towel to dampen my long, dark brown curly hair a little. I applied a conditioner to detangle the hair and my curls are back looking beautiful. I looked at myself in the vanity mirror. I smiled because tonight was the night I got to look a bit like a girl. Asaf had given me a golden pass to the most expensive and exquisite club in the city. Which is Club22. Today would be the second time I will be going there. The last time I went. I won a thousand dollars, being the best dancer. And I met a lot of rich crazy people. That money helped me in paying some bills. Well, I don't regard myself as a girl. But I am a girl. There is a part of my body I don't fancy much because it gives me a girly look. And that is my boobs. They are a bit large. No matter how I tried to look like a guy. My boobs kept getting in the way. It's a little frustrating. Today, my long h
Blake's POVMy phone rang multiple times which I ignored. But, it will not stop ringing. I wondered who could be calling me this late. I got up from sleep. Grabbed my phone and as I checked the caller. It was Simon. The bodyguard that I assigned to my kid brother. I answered "Hello, boss" "Yes, Simon. Why are you calling me this late? " "Sir. I am outside your door. Your brother and his girl both passed out at the club. So I brought them home". He explained "Ok. I will be out now" I put on my shirt and slid my feet into my Nike slide. I walked out of my room to get the door opened. After walking down the stairs. I finally opened the door and I saw Asaf being carried by two of my men. But what caught my eye was Bexley. Her clothes ruined with poke? All stinking. "What happened to them?". I asked Simon and Stone who was carrying Bexley. "I don't know boss. But we are still looking into it". Simon replied. "Take Asaf to his room. And drop