Chapter 4

• Kayla's pov
• I was hazy now, and I could barely even make out what I was saying, but It was better this way.
• Now I could be more confident about myself and do what I wanted to do without a second thought.
• "Do you know who you're talking about?" The man asked with an amused smile.
• I shrug. "Honesty, I only knew about him tonight," then I suddenly beckoned him to lean in so I could whisper and he did obediently, hiding a smile. "I heard he's going to take a woman tonight and offer her 1 million dollars for a night!"
• He leaned back, finding her reaction very cute, and at the same time, he wondered why she was willing to sleep with a man she just knew about.
• "1 million?" He pretended to be shocked at the amount of money. "What do you need that sum of money for? New clothes? Shoes? Make up?"
• I suddenly saddened as I stared at the almost empty bottle of liquor.
• "I would have used It for school since I stopped a while ago, but I really need the money for my mother's hospital bills. She's really sick and I have until Sunday to provide 500,000 dollars… "
• The man was about to say something, but I cut in.
• "But what's even the use. He might not even pick me… " I suddenly glanced down at my body in disappointment. "I mean look at me. My boyfriend said I was ugly and no man would ever want me, and I'm scared he might be right."
• "You have a boyfriend?"
• "Ex now." I quickly correct, missing the look of relief that crossed his gaze as he relaxed after hearing my words.
• "Does his words really matter? What If I tell you you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
• I just scoffed and play with the label of my drink.
• "Typical."
• "Huh?"
• I turn to him with stern, drunk eyes.
• "That's what guys like you always tell women like me no matter how we look like. Anything to fuck anyone in a skirt."
• "What's your name." The man finally asked. I think he was enjoying watching me in my drunk state, because he got even more and more amused by the second, and I don't know why I got a thrill of letting him run his eyes over my body like he was the predator and I was his prey.
• "Why do you want to know my name?"
• I draw back cautiously as he approached me before he slowly picked a strand of my strat hair from the mess of thick brown locks grazing my shoulders before playing with it and pushing it back behind my ear.
• "Because I want to know the name of the girl I'll be spending the night with."
• I was so confused, but at that moment, I couldn't utter a word. The music was playing so loudly that for a second I doubted I heard well. No one was really focusing on us, because the bar was dark, dimly lit and the few people in the bar were already too drunk to even get up on their feet or were flirting with the bartender to notice us.
• "What?" The man suddenly smirked. "I thought you wanted to spend a night with Mr. Lopez. Don't tell me you're backing out now?"
• My blood ran cold as I froze. My eyes ran over him for the nth time before I realized what he meant.
• "Y- y- y- you're Mr. Lopez?"
• He raised a brow with his signature amused smile etched on his face. "You weren't joking when you said you just knew about me."
• My face flushed red when I realized I've been talking to THE Mr. Lopez the entire time and I had no fucking idea.
• I didn't know what to say at that moment, probably because I was so intoxicated by the alcohol that everything seemed woozy and my brain felt mushy, but I was sure that I wasn't in my seat Any longer.
• "W- where are we going?" I slowly asked, my half closed eyes studying his sharp, sexy jawline as I lay in his embrace, Baskig in his musky scent of sandal wood.
• "Up to my suite," he suddenly smirked and a felt a thrill run up my spine when our eyes locked. "But If you want us to go at it at the bar. I won't argue with you."
• My cheeks burned at how shameless this man could be, but I suddenly felt breathless. I was really about to have sex with a man I only knew his name. I knew nothing else about him.
• Was this a mistake? Yes
• Will I regret it later? Yes
• But was I going to do it? Yes
• As he opened the door and shut it behind it, I didn't have a chance to study the beauty of the interior decoration of the suite before he lowered me down on the bed and suddenly towered over me.
• "W– "
• I wasn't given a chance to say anything as the next second, his lips suddenly came down on mine for a hot kiss filled with lust, passion and desire .
• For a few seconds, my eyes were wide in shock, but when his hand moved to the back of my neck to cradle me close, I unknowingly moaned into his mouth and closed my eyes, relishing the taste of wine in his mouth, the taste of his sweet tongue against mine.
• I've been with Chris for two years, and although we've kissed, I've never felt the desire and passion I did with this stranger.
• Could it be the intoxication of the alcohol, or the fact that he was a really good kisser.
• Soon, he pulled away, and I flushed red as I panted slightly, trying to catch my breath while he just watched me.
• "Mr. Lopez… "
• "Damien." He cut in and placed his finger against my lips, and I could see a twinkle in his eyes. "That's all I want you screaming tonight on my bed, baby."
• And with that, he leaned in and kissed me again, and I felt my jaw ache as he deepened the kiss, boldly wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him close.
• His buldge was pressing hard against me as he kissed me, and It felt so big, I panicked internally, wondering If It would fit or he was going to tear me apart.
• Suddenly, he pulled away, and I could see a daring look in his eyes as he leaned back, leaving me to sit on the bed and stare as he took off his watch and began unbuckling his cufflinks.
• "Strip."
• He ordered and I just sat there, trying to process his words like I hadn't heard him.
• "Backing out so soon?" He said in mockery, and that seemed to fuel me up along with the alcohol because the next second, I crawled up to my knees up on the bed and kept my eyes locked in his as I bit my lower lip seductively and smiled.
• "I won't give up that easily, Damien."
• The surprise and glint in his eyes was priceless as he watched me slowly take down the other arm of my gown, and in seconds, I drew it down my waist, exposing the brassiere I had on which didn't do much hiding my hardened nipples and fair cleavage.
• I could feel his eyes burning a hole through me and I pulled the gown and threw it to the ground, leaving me in nothing but my undergarments.
• "We are about to have sex, not spend time at the beach" There was an amused glint in his eyes as he ran them through me. "Strip."
• With shaky hands, I drew the hand of my bra down my arms, but I didn't let him see my nervousness as I confidently slid it off, keeping my eyes in his as he watched me without taking them off me eveb for a second.
• Soon, I was completely stark naked before him, on my knees, waiting for his order.
• I expected him to take off his clothes too and join me, but I didn't expect his next order.
• "Crawl towards me."