Stranger in dark

CHAPTER 2

A heavy footstep rang through the silent road as the chill breeze of the atmosphere brushed against my skin. The dark sky lightened with a thunderous crack, and the clouds darkened and yawned as rain spilled out of their mouth.

Within the blink of an eye, my whole body was drenched with the rainfall, and I shivered as cold water ran through my body.

My throat became more sorer, and I dragged my legs lazily behind me as my breathing pace increased. Regret skimmed all over my body and I could feel my heart dropping down without my permission.

He fooled me; he took away my innocence. "I hate him so much." My eyes reddened, and my hair stayed glued to my face; hot tears spattered out of my eyes.

Hours later, I motioned myself inside the hotel because all I believed was that this was my permanent residence.

I had nowhere to stay or live.

The salary I have been accumulating was to save my mom from a coma; she promised to stay strong for me.

Everyone cast a disgusting look at me with their questioning glare on me, because I looked a little bit horrible, my pale face, my wet clothes, but I don't care.

The edges of my vision start fading into darkness as I send my hand to the hard wall, trailing my finger on it, leaning on it, and then I swallow my stomach.

I suck in the breath of the environment as my gaze lands on the room number, I can't see it, but I know this is my room. I twisted the door knob and sauntered inside.

The intoxicating vanilla scent hit my nose, and thousands of butterflies tangled at the pit of my stomach as a chill electric shock ran through my veins, and I gasped.

My eyes roamed around the room, but my vision was still blurred; I zipped down my clothes, slipping them out of my body so I couldn't put them on to sleep; the same goes for my lingerie, leaving myself completely naked.

I moved closer to the bed but the husky voice I hadn't heard before in my life made me flinch moreover, my soul nearly jumped out of my skin, "Do you sleep naked?" the baritone voice asked curiously, pinching out the gut within me and my whole skin itched with tension, goosebumps rose on my skin

I clicked my tongue in my mouth as Confusion washed over me, leaving me dumbfounded.

"What the heck are you doing in my room?" I asked; my voice was low and barely audible, almost in a whisper, and a shiver embraced my lips.

The intruder laughed, his eyes stayed still on me, and I was able to peek under my long eyelashes, his face came into view when moonlight streamed through the French window, casting a silver glow light inside the room, his kivi eyes were glued on my naked body, his tongue swept his lower pink lips in a slow motion as I rubbed my thigh together, my heart leaps up my throat and I subconsciously cover my private part with my hands, but I don't know that this behavior looks even more tempting in his eyes.

He smirked and commanded hoarsely, "Take your hands away." I gasped loudly; I couldn't disobey his order because his mere thunderous voice was ready to dig me closer to my grave.

An electric spark ran down my veins, and my legs trembled with fear.

My legs were firmed on the tilted floor. " You entered the wrong room, and you're accusing me?" he asked slowly. I opened my mouth to speak, but it deceived me, and word refused to come out of it.

"I'm sorry"

My eyes moved down to his perfect abs, and I gasped in fear when my gaze met the aroused rod; it was standing erect in my view, and I gulped down. "You did it to me" he replied as a deep groan escaped from his lips.

I crawled to him and pulled him up; maybe I needed this also; my nipples were hard and were standing erect under his dominant stare

All I wanted is for someone to fuck Alex out of my system and then I'd move on

I unzipped his trousers, extracting him out of his boxer. I took him into my mouth; he groaned as his long finger traveled into my long curly hair.

I rolled my tongue around the tip of his cock, licking it from head and down.

Shit, I'm so shameless in front of him, in front of a stranger, the stranger I knew nothing about. Screaming to be fucked more hard and he rammed himself inside my honey pot so fast and harder, and he splashed his hot cream all over my wall.

We had a passionate night together, the night that healed my broken heart, the night that melted my cold heart into water.

The next morning, I tossed around the bed, and a light groan left my lips as pain shot all over my body and shit!

I'm so sore down here; my middle ached a lot, and I sigh in relief. At least I begged for this last night.

The bathroom door crept open and I froze on a spot, my eyes washed over the perfect abs ever, his dark thick hair covering his one-sided eyes, probably his left one, making him hotter and he had a lot of disorganized tattoos above his neck, a lot of ink around his whole chest, saying a lot of things with different meaning which I choose not to pay attention to it.

He snapped his finger at my face and I shook my head. Frightening. "Stop drooling; a picture will last longer," he said in a grumpy manner as his lips slowly twitched into a deadly smirk.

I stood up slowly from the bed and almost stumbled. I walked closer to my small purse and gave him the little amount of money I had in it. "You did so well last night; you can take this." I stretched the 40 dollars at his face, but he ignored me, his sharp jawline teased before he moved close to his wardrobe.

"What should I use it for?" He asked, dripping with vemon, and I gasped. His voice wasn't like this last night.

I rolled my eyes to the back of my head

A loud hiss escaped from my mouth, and I dropped the money on the bed.

I stormed out of the room in anger, rages flashed through my gaze.

"So rude"

Author POV.

"Yes, I will trap her down because she is mine alone; I'm obsessed and addicted," he smirked over the call. "I'm coming back for you little angel"