05

I woke up with a terrible hangover. I was on a bed, in an unfamiliar room. I sat up on the bed, groaning with a severe tumbling in my head. Everything that happened on the last day suddenly came flooding back to me. The bar, drinking with a guy, excessively bragging about how I drank in high school, and stupidly consuming the six shots of sangria. 

In the toilet, the way that man almost raped me, gosh…someone tried to rape me, yeah…a guy saved me. I looked around and gasped when I saw my black lingerie dangling over a couch. 

I panicked for a second. Oh God! Had I slept with that man? Oh my God. Then it hit me, staggering over that door and popping my head into his bathroom, and giggling like an idiot. 

What other stupid things have I done with this man?

My purse was beside my underthings and my dress was on top of the couch. It almost choked me, I couldn't remember it all. I didn't want to see more, only my mind was doing things right now. Showering, touching, kisses. I had sex with him in the bathroom. 

Quickly, I flung the blanket off me and sprang out of bed. Not surprised to see myself in a big polo, in a hurry, I slipped my pants under me, hooked my bra, and slipped my dress up, taking off his top, then zipped up. When I turned, I saw this handsome angel walking into the room with a tray. I recognized him instantly, he was my seatmate on the plane, the man I met in the bar, and above all, the man I slept with last night.

I raced out of the room with him shouting after me. 

What a mansion! Very large but I found stairs, and started to run through them. Straight outside the house, I found the gate-man, who opened the gate for me. God was at my side when a cab stopped in front of me. Oh my savior, I quickly climbed into the cab, which zoomed off immediately. 

Aiden's POV.

"Asshole. Why did you let her go? I'm gonna fire you, I promise." I yelled and walked back in. I sat down on the couch and threw out anything I found on the couch on the floor. 

"Damn!. Fuck you!. Fuck you!!." I yelled out again and carried the small sculpture, worth $40,000, and hit it on my plasma. It made a very loud noise.

Quickly, the maids ran into the living room, "What are you looking at? Get out, you bitches!!." I yelled at them, and they quickly scurried out of the living room. 

"I want her now. I want to see her."

I kept reciting, pacing around the living room, as my legs scrunched down the glasses littered on the floor. I didn't mind that the glasses were piercing my bare legs as all I could think of was her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Gavin asked the instant he walked into the already messed-up living room. 

"Holly molly!!. Calm down, breathe, and calm down." He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the couch. 

"I was so close. You know that." 

"We'll find her," he reassured me, and started to pull the glasses from my legs. "I brought you news." He said after some time.

I looked at him and snapped, "If it's work, forget it." He chuckled and I glared at him. 

"Fine. It's about your angel. Her name's Kathleen Garrido. She lives with her best friend at 1202 E Pine Street."

I was beginning to calm down.

"Any boyfriends, or workplace?" I asked. 

"Recently, her boyfriend was transferred to India. It could be where she could be coming back from when you two met on a plane, and she's a therapist, though working under a woman as a secretary. I still think her employer wouldn't let her back at work because she resigned before traveling." 

"She has a boyfriend?" I asked, raising my brows.

"They broke up recently." He answered, and that was when I understood her aloof character.

I shook my head, "Good one, Gavin. You've done a great job." I gave him accolades for what he had done. I had been so immersed in having her that I didn't do a background check on her.  

"Anytime, man. Did you sleep with her?" He suddenly asked. 

I raised my brows at him and replied, "I didn't. I controlled myself." 

He looked amused, "You did what?." He burst into laughter. "That doesn't sound like you." He mused.

"I know, right? I couldn't do it. I mean she was damn sexy, with glossy long brown hair, dark violet eyes, a slim torso, a fucking perfect body, and a big ass under her perfectly curved boobs. Then she was fucking drunk. I couldn't do it. She woke up this morning and disappeared into the thin air. That fucking gate man opened the damn gate for her. Remind me to fire him today." I snarled in anger. 

"Oh, man. Don't blame your gate man, you've fucked many ladies, sent them out of the house in the morning and the same gate man opened the gate for them. He thought she was one of your several bitches." He tried to talk me out of it, but I wasn't exactly listening to him, I was thinking of her.

I sprang up to my feet instantly. "Let's find her. I know exactly how to make her mine." I finished with a grin. 

Kat's POV

"Thank God!" I exclaimed when I opened my purse.

My cash was intact, I counted out a few dollars and gave it to him. He drove off, and I began walking toward our apartment. 

I opened the door and sighed when I found Noelle, serving a plate of bacon and eggs on the table. She turned to look at me and smiled cheekily. She knew what she did, and I did not fall for her smile.

"Hey," She said, waving a hand.

 I rolled my eyes and walked into the inner room. I dropped my bag and tried to remove my earrings but couldn't find any. It must have fallen off in the bar or his house. I sighed deeply when I remembered his house. 

I heard the door open and Noelle walked in. I didn't care to look at her. 

"I'm sorry." She mumbled. I noticed her moving closer to the bed. Her hands traced my back to unzip my dress. 

"I was also drunk. You wouldn't blame me." She explained and I turned.

"That is not an excuse, Noelle." I snapped and she kept shut. She knew I was too angry to speak to her. Silence befell us and I turned and asked, 

"Where did you sleep last night?" 

She bit her lower lip, "The guy took me home. What about you?" She asked back. I didn't reply to her. Hell no, I wasn't going to tell her how stupid I was to sleep with a strange man.

 A fucking one-night stand!!!!

Noelle knew me better. She knew if I wasn't ready to say something, I wouldn't. She would sometimes give up or beg me to answer her. This time, she was giving up on knowing.

"I made breakfast." She said, stepping away from me, "I saw that! I'm just going to brush my teeth and come out." I simply told her and walked into the bathroom.  

As I brushed my teeth, the pictures of his running hands over my body flashed through my mind. I quickly rinsed my mouth and went into the shower.

Coming out, I joined Noelle at the table. She had already set the table and was sitting on a chair. I took out a chair and sat opposite her. 

She cleared her throat, "I'm really sorry about yesterday, it won't happen again.

"I'm sorry that i got angry. You weren't at fault and i understand you better now."

She dropped her spoon and held my hand, her eyes staring into mine, "Tell me, what really happened in India?"

I didn't know when a drop of tear fell off my eyes, I sniffed and wiped it off with the back of my hand. 

"He cheated, Elle."

She didn't look surprised while i continued, "You know that lady he said was his sister,"

"Titai," She answered, and I nodded, she covered her lips immediately, "He cheated with his sister?" She screamed.

"How am I sure she was his sister?" I asked her. 

She concurred, her next word surprised me, "Don't worry. You'll find a better man. Anyway, will you go back to work?" 

I shook my head, "It's if Mrs Marcel accepts me back."

"Take today off and have a rest. Visit her tomorrow and let's see what other things we can do."

I nodded, giving her a small smile, "Thanks Elle. I really appreciate this." 

She stood up and walked over to my side, "Come over here, you really need my magical hug." I laughed and went into her spread arms.