chapter 6:The king was replaced by a ravenous beast

" May I join you?"

A deep voice sounded over Anaya, she looked up to see a tall handsome man looming over her. Just like every other man she had seen at the bar, he was dressed in a suit but he was the Italian-made kind. You didn't have to look so closely before you could notice that it was a really expensive piece with intricate sewing on it and even the person who was wearing it looked very handsome, like a model who had just stepped out of an Adonis magazine. He had a tall stature, sharp features, captivating eyes, and a confident presence. The whole time he was looming over her, he was screaming elegance and charisma. Anaya choked on her drink as she tried to make out a sentence. She had suddenly turned docile and shy because of the may before her.

" Su.. sure."

She stuttered in reply while internally cursing herself for losing her cool. The man smiled at her while taking a seat opposite her and sweat broke on her forehead. The man before her looked almost like Marcelo, if not for the charisma and the more manly face, she would have concluded that it was him. Looking closely at him, she tried to remember what Marcelo looked like, and just as she had thought, he looked almost like him but he wasn't Marcelo. There were a lot of differences, the first being that Marcelo's face wasn't as defined as that of the man before her, secondly, in as much as Marcelo was a tall guy, the man before her seemed taller and more muscular, and finally, the man had the demeanor of a king, the kind of presence that was so suppressing you immediately feel inadequate. Not that Marcelo was a softie, just that Marcelo gave off the bad boy kind of aura.

" A penny for your thoughts?"

He said in an attempt to get the attention of the beauty who was staring blankly at him.

" just a penny isn't worth even a fraction of my thoughts, you would have to try harder if you plan on having access to my thoughts."

She replied to him in the best way she could, she swallowed hard while hoping he didn't notice that he had confused her earlier on.

" And how hard do you advise I try?"

He asked her rather seriously, earning him an amused smile from Anaya.

" You can start with buying me a drink."

Anaya replied to him with a broader smile on her face. The night was getting more and more interesting and she didn't want it to end. Just when she felt Ezekiel had mesmerized her as the most handsome man she had ever seen in years, another came waltzing in through the door.

" Well that, I can do."

He replied to her while beckoning the waiter over. A young man walked briskly over to take his order.

" Good evening sir, what would you like to have?"

" I would love to get a bottle of your finest wine."

He replied skipping the pleasantries. The waiter nodded in reply and left almost immediately. Anaya stared at the waiter as he half ran back to get the order

" I feel that whoever recruited the workers here was rather high when it came to standards."

" What makes you say so?"

" Not only am I being served good food but also good looks."

" Is that in a good kind of way?"

" Of course it is, I don't only get to feed my tummy but also my eyes. That is what I call ' satisfaction at its peak'."

Anaya replied to the man before her, never taking her eyes off the waiter for even once.

" Don't you feel it's awkward to be watching another man when there's one before you?"

" Pardon my indulgence, I tend to appreciate beautiful things."

She replied to him innocently. The man before her could feel the veins on his forehead about to pop. From her explanation, what she was insinuating was that he wasn't as good-looking as the waiter who had just stepped away. Taking in a deep breath he tried to calm himself down, he couldn't allow his jealousy to blow up his chances with her.

" You know, my mom always said that beauty was only skin deep and that what mattered was what was inside."

" your mum was right in her way but I think I'm just okay with that skin."

" And why is that?"

" Human beings are all dirty inside, it's a lot better when you do not know what they're hiding inside don't you agree?"

She asked him with a smile still on her face.

" Sure"

He replied to her before suddenly becoming quiet. They remained quiet for some minutes before the waiter came in with the bottle of wine. The waiter's intervention had never been so timely and the man internally thanked the heavens. She had put him in a tight spot, in as much as he had been living in guilt for a while, he had never felt so guilty in his life as he felt at that moment.

" Would you love anything else sir?"

The waiter asked after pouring out the wine for the two people on the table. The man glanced at Anaya but she shook her head.

" That would be all for now thanks."

The man told the waiter who left immediately after the reply.

" May I know your name?"

The man asked

" It's not necessary that you know my name."

She replied to him. The man seemed like a very rich person and Anaya knew that if she messed up with him she would either end up in the tabloids with a scandalous storyline or he would destroy her himself. Either way, the outcome would only lead to one thing, she would lose her business and would be unable to pay the people who were depending on her for their monthly income. While Anaya was in her world, the man before her was slowly slipping into frustration, he wondered why she would connect so well with Ezekiel yet she wouldn't even spare him a glance. The two continued to drink in silence but the man decided to leave as she wasn't even giving him any attention. He got up and excused himself but as he was about to take his leave, he noticed that she was drunk and it wouldn't be advisable to leave her alone. Beckoning the waiter over, he handed her bag over to him before picking her up in his arms. He could feel a little movement going on in his member but he overlooked it as he didn't remember the last time he needed a woman. A few men who were hanging around came over to help him carry her but he let them know he could manage himself. He got into the elevator with the waiter and rode to the last floor which was his penthouse. When he got in, he dropped her in the middle of the bed along with her handbag. He gazed at her for a few minutes before adjusting the air conditioner and walking out.

" You can leave ."

He told the waiter when he got out of the room any he immediately did as he was told. Walking over to the refrigerator, he got out a bottle of water and gulped it all in one go. He was feeling uncomfortable and hot so he took off his Jacket and shirt. He was currently standing in his kitchen still feeling hot. He wondered to himself Why he was suddenly feeling so uncomfortable and decided to watch a movie to clear his mind. He was about walking towards the living room when he heard sounds coming from inside the bedroom room so he decided to check it out. Before he even got the chance to open the door, Anaya was out of the door. She was wearing a silk shirt and pant trousers earlier that day but when she stepped out of the door, the shirt was undone and her voluminous bust was heaving inside her red bra. The man before her couldn't tell exactly what was going on because once again, he felt a twitch in his member. Gazing at the woman before him, his heart skipped making him aware of everything that he was currently feeling. For the first time in years his member had twitched for a lady, he just remained rooted and speechless. He could feel his heart beast accelerating and the blood pumping felt like it was pumping in his ears. suddenly his senses had become sharper. Anaya drank in the look of the man before her, he was bare chest as he had taken off his clothes earlier. She felt her feet drag itself slowly towards him her soft breast jiggling with every step she took and when she was a few steps away from him she stopped. A soft moan escaped the man's lips when she suddenly stopped, at that point his dick was not only twitching but it had grown to a reasonable size and had even tented his pants. When he realized the soft sound came from him, a blush crept over his face and he felt shy. Anaya all the while was enjoying the little show before her. She loved it when the man needed her and she would make sure she satisfied his fantasies but under the basis that they would stop whenever she wanted to stop. On several occasions, She would make sure the man didn't find his release by leaving him hanging in the middle of their pleasure. This usually would make the man beg so hard to cum which of course is what she wanted , for the man to feel inadequate and grovel at her feet for release. Anaya loved this part of sex more because she would feel wanted by the deprived man, it always made her feel good and no matter how many times she denied it, she was scarred and was behaving in that way because of her past trauma. The fact that Marcelo left her hanging without even a backward glance, despite how beautiful she was kept hunting her. This fact always made her feel less adequate, leading her to seek for her validation which she would receive when she was begged by men to cum. Licking her bottom lips, Anaya resumed her journey towards the man before her but this time she moved as slow as she could and when she was before him, she placed her hand on his chest and ran it down his tummy, past his belly button, and into his private region. A moan escaped the man's lips again and she watched him close his eyes as he savoured in the short pleasure he received. She could feel her private part already wet and humming in search of a partner. She tried to undo his pants that were already in his hands but the man immediately snapped out of his daze and stopped her. In as much cash as he wanted her in his bed, he didn't want them to start in that way.

" Don't you think we should get to know each other more before we run into sex?"

" That won't be necessary as we won't see each other after now, treat this as a one-night stand."

Ana replied to him while still trying to undo his pants. The man's face fell when he heard the las statement she made.

" I don't want to touch you unless I know you."

He replied her firmly

" Not only do you look like him, but you also sound like him too, pfffttt what a waste of time."

She mouthed while letting go of the man's pants. She dragged her feet back into the room to get her bag and leave but before she could, she felt someone pressing in from behind her and she smiled. Of course, he would want her.

"Can I tell you something?"

He asked behind her ear

" I don't want to know your name ."

" then at least, let me know yours."

" Call me Ana."

she replied to him as she turned around to face him, her hands returned to his pants and she quickly undid them. The man's hands flew to her shoulders, slipped off the shirt that was already dangling open and immediately undid her bra. Her breast bounced out in freedom as the fabric restricting its movement was no more and before Anaya could even call out her rules, the man had hauled her over his shoulders and over to the bed. He began kissing her everywhere like a man who was starved of sex. Immediately they got on the bed, the good man with a king-like presence was gone, the king was replaced by a ravenous beast who was almost eating her whole. Anaya's senses left her body because of the pleasure she was receiving. She kept wondering how someone could be so good even at just kissing. closing her eyes, she decided to let go and enjoy the pleasure for once.