Should have warned you

~~23 years~~

A wide smile graced Trevor Williamson's face as he stepped towards the bar.

His blue-green eyes assessed the two women in front of the counter, eyeing him.

As he strode toward them, he could hear what they were saying about him, and he shook his head slightly.

They weren't particularly loud, but it was due to his ability to hear things from a far distance. Also, he could read anyone's thoughts if he wanted, but he believed it was a privacy invasion, and he only did it when necessary.

Right now, he had tried his best not to, but he couldn't help himself as several women in the club had his name in their thoughts.

"Hello, beauties," Trevor mumbled. He nodded toward the bartender, who had a huge grin and was about to take his order.

"Dirty martini." He husked, and the bartender, whose name on his badge reads Timmy nodded.

"I'll take sex on the beach." The redhead in the two women winked, then turned to Trevor.

Her pink tongue peeked out to moisten her lips, and she bit down on the bottom one slowly. Her eyes bored into his, and Trevor's body reacted to hers.

His member stiffened, and he let out a groan. He couldn't recall the last time he had gotten laid.

It wasn't like he had sworn celibacy; he didn't like clingy women; that was what often came his way this day.

He only needed someone for the moment and not for eternity, but most of the women he had encountered didn't seem to want the same thing as him.

They were all looking for forever.

"Your Martini, sir."

Trevor's eyes wandered from the girl to the bartender; he clutched the martini he had placed on the counter and took a sip.

"This is yours, ma'am."

"Thank you." Redhead beamed.

She snatched her drink off the counter and sauntered towards Trevor, who was watching her from the corner of his eyes.

"I'm Tricia, and this is Lauren." Redhead introduced, nodding towards the brunette.

"And I know you are the infamous Trevor Saint Williamson," Tricia added with a giggle.

Trevor grinned as she emphasised his name.

He wasn't surprised she had recognised him right away. Most people knew who he was due to him being constantly in the media, whilst only a few knew he was the owner of the clubhouse.

"It's a pleasure to be finally this close to you." Tricia grinned, then nudged Lauren, who was staring at the dancefloor.

Lauren flashed Trevor a smile, then whispered in Tricia's ear, "I think this is your time to get close to him. You have wanted to do this for a while now."

Tricia nodded, biting her bottom lips as she gazed at Trevor, who was on his phone.

"Don't miss this," Lauren mumbled, nudging her. "I'll be around. Call me if you need me, and don't forget to use a condom."

Lauren mouthed the last sentence and winked.

Tricia giggled, then moved towards Trevor.

"So…" She began, trying to start up a conversation. "I haven't seen you here until today."

Lauren bit her lips again, shaking her head at how awkward she sounded.

She wondered if Trevor knew what she was up to as he was smirking at her.

Perhaps, he did since she had read and heard a lot about him; How intelligent he was, how he could discern things even though he wasn't there, how he could compel the truth out of someone.

She wondered if it was all a myth because the man in front of her was just like every other man she had seen, filthy rich, arrogant and domineering.

Trevor tilted his eyebrows as Tricia paused. "So, what?"

"So, I thought if we could get together. I mean, get to know each other, and maybe some other time, we can do something else."

She was bold, just as how he liked any woman coming to him to be. He loathed timid women, and he believed they were the clingy ones.

He noticed the hint of what she wanted in her beautiful eyes. Yet, she was hiding it. Perhaps, not to come off as cheap.

"How about we take this elsewhere?" She suggested moving towards him.

She swayed her hips to the sensuous music playing, and her hands splayed on his chest, then moved to his cheeks, caressing the five o'clock shadows on them.

Trevor suppressed the growl threatening to spill out of his mouth as she bent over, showing off her ample chest, and her hand moved downwards and stopped on his trouser.

"Hmmm." Tricia hummed in his ears.

"Are you sure about this?" Trevor grunted as she squeezed his already-hardened shaft through his trousers.

"I am," Tricia said. As she had assumed, he was brilliant.

He had guessed she wanted him without her even saying it. Maybe, it was the suggestive conversation with him that made him think.

Whichever, she was glad he accepted her.

"Then, let's take this somewhere else."

Tricia giggled as Trevor tugged her towards the elevator.

"No one comes in."

The guard at the entrance of the room nodded.

Tricia gasped as Trevor shoved her towards the bed.

He did the lock and stepped towards her menacingly.

"Oh, you look sexy when you look at me that way." She beamed, undoing the buttons of the blouse she donned. Also, she stepped out of the skirt, leaving only her lacy underwear on.

Trevor clasped her hair, and Tricia's moan filled the air as his lips covered hers.

The kiss wasn't the gentle one she was used to. It was rough, and he bit her bottom lips while sucking on her tongue.

His warm hands groped her large bouncy breasts, and then he turned her over on all fours.

Swiftly, he climbed on her and thrust in.

Tricia screamed as his length went in deeper. She didn't get the time to accommodate his large shaft when he began to move inside of her.

"Darling, you are so sweet and tight," Trevor murmured inside her ear whilst leaning on her.

His lips found the sweet spot on her neck, and he grazed it slightly with his teeth before lapping his tongue.

His jaw tightened, and his eyes swirled from their usual blue-green to a golden brown as he tasted blood.

The veins in his jaw ticked, and his nostrils flared.

"Shit!" He grunts, feeling his canine piercing out of his mouth. "I'm sorry, darling."

"What are you talking about…?" Tricia's words were cut off as she moaned.

"Oh gods, Trevor. Continue doing that!" She groaned, pushing her back into him more.

Even though she was in an awkward position as he was still inside of her and, at the same time, sucking on her neck, she didn't mind.

She only didn't want him to stop whatever he was doing to her body.

With one more thrust, Trevor groaned, slipping out of her to pour his seeds on the bed. He grabbed Tricia, and his eyes darkened as he glimpsed the blood on her neck.

He sank his teeth into her again and sucked aggressively.

"Trevor…" Tricia sputtered as she felt lightheaded.

But he didn't stop. Instead, his hand tightened around her neck whilst he drained her.

When he noticed she was unconscious in his hands, he snapped her neck and tossed her on the bed.

"Should have warned you." He mumbled, staring at the lifeless body of Tricia lying on the duvet that was once pure white before stepping out of the door.