Chapter Two

Polaris' POV

"I guess you remember me now." Kameron smirked and even let out a sexy chuckle.

Fuck! Did I just had sex with-!

Oh no!

Kameron King! The CEO of King's Harmony Hotel! The largest and number one hotel chains of whole New York! Kameron King---fuck!

"Stop making that face like you regretted what we've done, Pola."

I hid my face in my hands to hide the redness of my face. I fucked the wealthiest man of New York!

I did met him two years ago before I got married with Taylor. The company I was working with before handled the interior design of King's hotel branch in Manhattan and I met him during every meetings.

"This is so embarrassing…" I whispered to myself.

"Hey." He took my hand and held my wrist, uncovering my face so that he could look at me. "We're grown-ups, you shouldn't be embarrassed."

Oh, really? Will you still say the same if I told you I'm married?!

"Or was it my reputation?" he continued.

I knotted my forehead. "What reputation?"

"Oh." he chuckled. "Nevermind."

I knew the CEO of King HH was a notorious playboy and stayed as a bachelor, afraid of commitment, have a harem of his own, the best in bed, and oh well, those are just rumors.

Though one thing I proved right now was he really is good in bed.

I feel like the atmosphere has become awkward with us talking lightly while naked but my shameful side still hasn't decreases its heightened level.

"This is weird." he muttered under his breath as he have his palm on his eyes.

"W-What is?"

He peaked through his fingers and smiled at me.

Oh my. Is it just me or was his smile was… I'm not sure, sad?

"I feel like I've been used by you." he grinned widely. "Lover's quarrel? Is your man lacking? You can tell me, I'm cool with it."

My cheeks flushed again as I feel a sour feeling in my stomach. Kameron laughed hard upon seeing my reaction and I covered my face with the blanket.

How blunt can he be? Can I tell him I'm cheating on my husband and yes, I kind of used him to feel guilty, too?

Do I even felt any guilt? Cause I can't find it in me.

"N-No, its not like that." I lied.

I felt an arm placed above my stomach and my breathe hitched as I stiffened from the heat his skin sent. Even with the covers, I could feel how his sex pheromones spread straight through me.

"I never forget you though."

I started breathing heavily when I heard his voice, he sounded so near. Like his lips are just on my ears.

But wait, what did he say?

"But you don't even remembered me when I went to you last night at the bar. Ohh, that hurts."

He chuckled and I felt his chest vibrated on my shoulders.

Curious with how close he was, I decided to slowly pull the sheets down, only to find two mesmerizing eyes looking back at me.

"Hmm? I think I deserved an explanation." he chuckled.

I hugged the blanket near to my neck. "I was just d-drunk…"

He raised a brow at me. "Drunk, huh?"

"Yeah, and its dark at the bar." I continued to explain. But the truth was, my head is not in its usual senses that I didn't noticed I was talking with a high profile person.

Sigh. What did I do…

"Blurry vision, hmm, my ego can accept that." he grinned and I flushed more.

I figured I've been talking lightly with him and upon realizing it, makes me go back to being embarrassed.

"Uh, I should go. This shouldn't have happened, let's uh, just forget this night."

I gathered myself, covered in the blanket and sat up. But the moment I pulled myself up, Kameron held me by the waist, burying his head on my side.

"You said you are married, but you end up in my bed."

Kameron grabbed my waist flat on my back to the bed, hovering above me and I held my gasps when I was once again met by those eyes.

Those fucking eyes.

I can't remember I've said I am married, fucking alcohol. Was he trying to test me earlier then?

"You're a bad wife, hmm." he chuckled.

I blushed but not entirely from the shame, this time its mixed with anger. I know he was teasing me but I take it personally.

My eyes squinted and the side of my lips went up to a sarcastic smirk.

"And you fucked a married woman. Does that made you the worst?"

I thought he will be caught off guard by my outrage but he didn't. Instead, he mirrored the same expression I have but his eyes are more softer.

What game is this man playing?

"You'll see my worse when I stole you from your husband."

Steal me? This man is spouting nonsense.

"Like I will let you. Let me go. I'm going home!"

I started to struggle beneath him but Kameron held both my wrist up my head, claiming my lips to his.

I groaned when I felt him bit my lower lip hungrily. Fuck! I shouldn't like what he was doing but damn, he kissed so good!

He left my lips swollen and red after a mind-blowing kiss and his lips travelled down to my neck, roughly tasting my skin and his tongue licked to my ears.

I can't resist him. I'm liking the way he makes me feel and I can't stop him.

"You're not going anywhere. I'm not done with you yet." he nibbled on my ear and cupped my breast, making me arch my back as I felt electrocuted by his touch.

I know I'm still wet from where we finish off and right now, I'm soaked!

One of his hands travelled down on my thighs, lifting my leg wide as he positioned himself between me.

"No…" I resisted but my voice came out the opposite of what I wanted to sound like. It seems I'm asking for more than trying to stop him. Damn it!

In one swift move, he thrust his already hardened member inside my soaking cave and a long moan of burning pleasure escaped my mouth. He thrust in me hard that I can feel him deep inside me.

"Fuck, you're still too tight." he whispered.

I didn't had the chance to say anything because he started to move in and out my hole, driving me to the edge of my sanity, feeling my orgasm coming fast.

"Ugh, even tighter…"

The hands he had on my chest moved up to my neck, gently but hardly, choking me. Not too much for me to get hurt, but enough for my breath to hitch, maximizing my climax.

"Look at me, Polaris." he ordered and I obeyed. I looked at him, lips half-open, and at the verge of coming. "That's it. Come for me. Now."

As if he has some sort of power over my body, I did came as my hips met his rough and deep thrust.

"We won't stop yet, baby."

***

Images of what happened that night kept replaying on my head over and over again. I'll only find myself biting my lips, daydreaming.

"You okay, hun?"

I looked up at my Dad. He was holding a cup of coffee in his hands, too, standing beside me as he looked at the view of sunrise in front of us.

I was sitting at the porch of the house I grew up in. After that night with Kameron King, which was a day ago, I sneaked out the moment I woke up, leaving him sleeping soundly.

I hardly remember how many times we did it again and again, I lost count of it but from how exhausted I felt, I'm sure its a lot.

"Yeah, Dad." I answered shortly.

"You spent the night, is everything okay with Taylor?"

I sighed loudly from hearing my husband's name. Now, the good thoughts are changed by my real nightmare.

"Oh, the sigh says it all."

I don't know if I should tell my Dad about it. He liked Taylor a lot and I'm still undecided of what to do with him. I'm not sure if I'll end things up yet, or will.

I don't know.

I got used to him that its hard to take him out from my life, even from a thought.

Though I know I won't be happy with him now. I;m not even sure if I still love him the same as I did, but still, its there. I still have the feelings for him, but I know its not the same now as before.

"Well, you know, honey, couples do face things like you are having with Taylor right now."

Really now, Dad? Ha! I bet I just got lucky.

"And its good you get some air. Sometimes space won't hurt at all and you are always welcome here when you need just that."

He gave me a tap in my shoulder and I smiled at him which he returned with the same familiar warmth before walking down the house.

Nah. It's better to keep this inside than break my Dad's heart by making him know the pain I'm having.

***

That same day, I decided to go to my old job and meet my friend, Shanaiah. The last time I heard of her, she still works at the same department I used to work in.

"So why are you planning to go back? Was your current job not paying well?" she asked.

We are sitting on her cubicle as she moves the project she was working on and paused to talk.

"No, it was okay. I also talked to them over the phone and they confirmed my resignation effective on my chosen date since I don't have any unfinished projects."

"I can't see the company being the problem then. What did Taylor say about this? He don't like you far from him, isn't he?"

Why can't I have any conversation with the people I knew without having my husband's name mentioned?

I sighed.

"He's cool with it." I said, looking at the papers in her desk to divert my attention away from the topic.

But this friend just knew me well.

"Uh-oh. That is where something is wrong, ain't it?"

I sighed again and smiled, a fake one." Everything is great, Sha. I was just missing working here-"

"After two years? Nice try, North Star." she laughed when I slapped her back hard. "Aw!" she laughed again.

"I just want to be back, Sha. And boss says I always have a place here so I can't see any problem to be back."

"Well, the only problem I can see is that you are married. Who would fuck you here? Me?"

I smacked her once more and she laughed again.

I sighed.

"Okay, I get it. You and Taylor is in some kind of trouble. Yeah. Yeah."

I did not bother to reply her teasing remarks because if I do, I might tell her about it. And I'm not yet ready to have that conversation with the people I knew yet.

The thought that they knew how I fell in love with Taylor, how much he showed me I'm loved, how we started, how we continued, it's just hard for me to make them see how it turned out and how it will end.

My phone rings and I looked at the screen to find my husband calling.

I rolled my eyes and Shanaiah caught my reaction.

"The husband, I bet." she laughed.

"Ha-ha. I need to go." I leaned in and kissed her cheeks. I have nowhere to go, but I can't stand being seated next to her right now because I'm so near at telling her everything about it.

When I reached the ground floor of the building and walked out of the elevator, my phone rings again.

It's an unregistered number. Who might this be? Taylor? I don't want to talk with him and kept ignoring his calls. Did he used Raph's phone to call me?

That bitch. Well, there's only one way to find out.

Reluctant, I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Polaris."

I stopped walking upon hearing the voice on the phone. Is this…

"How did you get my number?" I asked, clearing my throat after because I think my voice sounded pitchy.

Kameron King.

Slowly, I continued moving my legs. Suddenly, I felt like my surroundings stopped as if to watch me.

"Your ex-boss is a friend." he chuckled after saying that. I rolled my eyes and cussed silently.

Of course. That was why my former company had the project of his Manhattan hotel aside from we're good designers, of course.

"That's invading of privacy, Kameron."

"I don't think there's anything private between us though."

I can hear him smirking and I rolled my eyes. This guy can sure be jerk sometimes, huh?

"What are you up to?" he asked when he received no response from me.

I decided to tease him a little as I got out of the building.

"Going back to my husband since I'm done with you." I held myself from chuckling after saying that.

I didn't hear a thing from him for seconds and I busied myself on looking at the stairs as I walked on them.

Why isn't he answering back? Did that got him?

"Look up, beautiful." at last he spoke and what? Look up?

As soon as I did, I almost fell on the last step of the stair because there he was. Kameron King standing in front of me as he leans on a Red Lamborghini.

He looked like he just got out of an exhausting meeting with the way he wear that black suit and fuck me, he wore it better than anyone I saw. Not even the models stands a chance with him right now.

I realized I stopped walking when he started walking closer to me. He stops right in front of me, and I look up to him, feeling like a minion because of his height. I barely reached his shoulder.

"Going back to who?" he asked.

I noticed the different shade he has in his eyes right now. It's darker, and it conveys a message I'm not sure if I got right but there's irritation, annoyance?

"I--"

"You're coming with me." he grabbed on my wrist, pulled me with such force that I couldn't escape into. Not to mind, the moment our skin met, I'm already weak.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked. He opened his car door and forcefully slid me inside. "Hey-" he closed the door fast like he never heard a word from me.

Why am I being an idiot right now? I can get out of the car, anyway. But…

I don't like to.

There's nothing wrong to come with him, anyway. Right? This is a good thing to do. I'm taking my revenge with Taylor the same way he does. Who knows how long my husband and that business partner has been fucking each other, right?

Kameron slide in to the driver's seat and looked at me as he closed the door.

"You're going to join me with my vacation." he smiled playfully that I almost laughed. He started the engine, looking at the road, and still smiling.

"You don't sound like asking."

He snapped his head to look at me, kicking on the gas as he scoffed.

"You'll come, anyway."

This guy confuse me as hell. Why is he being like this to me, anyway?