CHAPTER THREE

“T… Travis?” I stuttered. My knees went weak.

This man was f*cking hot.

How the hell was he so good looking?

Was it normal for a man to look this f*cking gorgeous?

He was not only tall and muscular, but his face was also the sexiest thing ever.

With the sharpest jawline, full lips and a pair of blue eyes that were as cold as ice.

I could not believe what I was seeing.

And this was the man who had just wasted my time?

My heart was beating fast. My hands were getting sweaty.

I took a step back and stared at the man in front of me.

He had no shirt on and was only wearing a pair of trousers.

His chiseled abs were glistening under the dim lights.

Damn! He was ripped and muscular.

His arms were huge and so were his legs.

The tattoos that decorated his body only added to his sexiness.

My lips parted as I took in the sight.

He looked so hot, I was getting wet just by looking at him.

And not only was his body sexy, but his face was also so handsome.

A rugged kind of handsomeness.

There was something about him.

Something dangerous and deadly.

I gulped.

Why was I reacting this way?

I was an escort, a professional.

But this man, he was something else.

There was an aura about him, an animalistic intensity.

Just standing in front of him, was turning me on in every way possible.

I didn't understand why.

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was low, gruff and demanding.

"I'm the escort." I managed to blurt out.

"The escort?" His eyebrows furrowed. He was staring at me with disgust.

"Yeah. The one you hired. The $70,000 a night escort. Your escort." I said, my voice sounded unsure.

What the fuck was happening?

This was the first time, a man had made me lose control.

But what was even more shocking was, the fact that I liked it.

"My escort?" He stared at me for a while and then he laughed.

A deep, throaty laugh.

He laughed for a few minutes and then his eyes landed on me.

Ah! You're the whore." He said.

"Excuse me? How dare you?" I exclaimed, offended.

"Well, that's what you are, isn't it? An escort. A whore." He scoffed.

I gritted my teeth. This man was arrogant. I could hear it in the tone of his voice.

"That's no way to talk to a woman." I yelled at him.

“And I’m not a whore. I’m an escort. And don't forget it." I told him.

"Well, whatever you are, get the hell out of here." He snapped.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

I wasn't scared of him.

This man might be hot and have the ability to make me wet with just a stare.

But, he was also so arrogant.

And the kind of man I despised the most, was the type who had no respect for women.

He was one of those, chauvinistic bastards. Those rich assholes, who thought the world belonged to them.

I hated men like him.

Well, I had a thing or two to teach him.

This was exactly why, I had chosen to become an escort.

To show the arrogant men like him, a lesson. To show them, how a woman can break them.

To show them, how a woman can make them do anything, they want.

“I’m not leaving here, until you tell me why the hell, you wasted my time and made me come all the way here." I told him, crossing my arms across my chest.

Travis smirked and moved closer.

“Wasn’t the money enough? Are you that greedy? Why are you still here?" He asked. He didn’t even bother to reply to my

I gulped.

My mind was blank.

This was the first time, I didn't have a smart response.

Travis chuckled.

He stepped forward, grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer.

"Leave, I don’t have any use for you." He said.

Hearing his words and seeing the smug look on his face made me flinch.

This man, had a lot to learn.

And I was going to be the one to teach him.

“You’re so arrogant and rude." I snapped at him.

“You have a lot to learn, Xander. And I'm going to teach you.” I told him.

“Don't test me. You're not the first rich asshole, who's had a little too much power. Don't think I don't know what goes through the minds of men like you. You think, you're special because you're a powerful billionaire. Well, you're not. There are hundreds of other rich men, just like you. And believe me, I’ve had them all. I've broken them. All of them. And I'll break you too." I growled.

Travis stared at me, shocked.

I could see his gaze move downwards.

He looked at my tits and licked his lips.

"I've never met a woman like you. You're hot." He said, his voice low and gruff.

“I might grant your wish and let you fck me. Since you’ve been begging for it since you came up here. And since, I'm feeling generous today." He continued.

My jaw dropped. The audacity of this man.

I was stunned.

What the fuck? This man was insane.

First, he insults me, then, he tells me to leave, and now, he is trying to have s-ex with me.

How dare he!

How could he think he was so good, that I would actually agree to have sex with him?

“Fck you!” I raised my hand to slap him but he caught it.

I struggled, but couldn't get out of his grip.

His hands were huge and he held onto me with such ease.

I yelped.

Damn! This man was strong.

“Oohhhh… Did you just say ‘Fck you’. Is that what you want? Do you want to fck me?" He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

He pulled me closer and then leaned down, pressing his forehead against mine.

I gasped.

His face was so close, I could feel his breath. I shuddered.

His smell was intoxicating.

I didn’t know if it was his cologne, or his natural smell. But it was driving me crazy.

Crazy as hell!

What the fuck was wrong with me? Why was I having such a strong reaction to him?

He was a jerk!.

And not only that, he was also the kind of man I hated.

I didn’t understand, why I was feeling this way.

I was not supposed to be enjoying his touch, his scent.

But somehow, I was.

Travis ran a hand through my hair.

His fingers were warm and his touch made me moan.

Then he did the most shocking thing ever.

He pressed his lips against mine and kissed me.