Chapter 4

He faced me after making sure we're already far from the club. His face has uncertain cold and dangerous emotions that somehow, I think he wasn't pleased to my decision.

"What did you say?" he asked in a lower baritone, watching me in disbelief.

Well, I cannot believe what I did, too. "Do not pretend that you didn't heard of that,"

"I am making sure I wasn't drunk enough to hear what you just said," he licked his lower lip and went closer to me. "Are you sure about it?"

I only rolled my eyes on him and didn't say anything.

"Are you gonna leave your job in the club, then?"

I glared back again. "I can't! I need the job to—"

"You can find another job that's not in a club!"

"I need to earn money—"

"How much do you need?" his eyes darkened. "I can give it to you! I'll give you work! Just leave that fucking club!"

I stopped and glared at him. He glared at me too. In the end, he hitched down and spoke.

"What's the sudden change? You just loathe me yesterday and then now..."

"Why can't you just be thankful that I change my mind after you bought me by paying the bills for my father?"

"I didn't bought you," his eyes darkened with madness and intensity.

I smirked. "What is it, then? You just pay all of it just because you want it? I can't think of any reason for you to do that aside from buying me-"

I wasn't able to finish my sentence when he suddenly pinned me in the door of his car and claimed my lips impatiently. My eyes widened too much in astonishment but before I can even process everything, his hand is already crawling to my exposed legs up to the tip of my underwear! I can feel his finger playing on the tips while sucking my mouth in a punishing way, pouring his intense frustration.

"What the hell are you doing—" I stopped when his hand on my thigh went more higher that it almost touched my private part! What the hell?

"I didn't like your fucking mouth," he uttered darkly and nipped my lower lip. "I wanna punish it so so bad,"

I was catching my breath as I felt a tingling hot sensation inside me. My legs started trembling and it doesn't help that his lips are still near mine, wanting so much for another deep kisses. His hand remained in my thigh too, caressing it in a very sensual way.

"And I hate your fucking short dress, Irene," he whispered and cursed. "You're not gonna wear this thin dress in front of everyone,"

I pushed his chest away but he was able to catch my hands fastly, pin it to his car and kissed me hardly once again!

I groaned when I felt my boobs pressed on his wide chest. I tried to push him away but he's like a fucking statue, unable to move. He's busy kissing all corners of my mouth and caressing my legs as if he owns all of it! I found myself responding back to his kisses when I realized I cannot pushed him away.

He immediately delved his mouth into my mouth when he noticed me responding. His other hand started crawling on my waist until it went to my boobs! I groaned when he started rubbing it. I immediately pushed him away.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I bursted out. "You kissed a bitch in the club then you're kissing me that way right now?"

He licked his red lips, still looked so obsess with our kisses. His eyes darkened with desire. I swallowed hard and pushed his chest again.

"I'm not gonna kiss anyone else anymore. I promise," he sounded very hoarse that it gives me shivers. "I... like kissing your lips more."

My face turned red that I think I just turned into a chili. I glanced angrily at him.

"Asshole," I cursed him and turn away but his body immediately blocked me.

My face bumped on his hard chest. I closed my eyes tightly. My heart is racing so fast that I think I can't stand longer in front of him without trembling. What the hell is happening to me?

"W-What now? I need to go back inside!"

"You won't go back." he whispered huskily, still looking crazy at my lips. "You'll gonna resign in the club and go with me."

"But—"

"You already agreed, Irene." he said intently. "You clearly told me earlier that I can get into you starting tonight,"

I wasn't able to answer so I just glared at him. Shit, I'm suddenly so regretful of my decision! Why the hell did I even said that?

"We're gonna start with work tomorrow. I'm gonna fetch you from your house,"

I swallowed hard as I thought of the work he's talking about. Is it... really intimate? Like how he asked it from me these past day? Am I... gonna fuck him?

Am I going to be his fuck buddy?

Oh god! I know how he kisses now and I admit that it's too... addicting. I'm not gonna lie! But I don't have any experience at all so how will I satisfy him? What will I do?

Did I really agree with this job? And Jesus, why am I suddenly thinking about all of this?

My face turned hotter every passing second. God, I cannot believe myself!

Truth to what he said, he really fetches me in the house early in the morning. My family was still at the hospital so they didn't know about all of this. I saw him outside the house, hands on his pocket while leaning on his gray luxury car.

My lips parted when I saw him. He looks so handsome with his dark matched suit, slacks and leather dress shoes. I didn't saw him with his outfit ever! He always wears white and tight t-shirt in the club and I admit that he looks really good in it but right now, he is extremely hot and handsome with his corporate attire!

I felt my throat went dry as I stared at him. He looks so... magnificent and so manly. I cannot looked away.

"Good morning," he greeted and looked at me from head to foot. His lips tugged upward sensually, as if suppressing something. He stood straight and walked closer to me.

"Let's go to my condo," he opened the car for me.

Condo! I swallowed hardly. Is it... going to happen right now? In his condo? This morning?

"Wait..." I stopped him. "B-Before we do that thing, can I atleast know your name?"

I almost forgot that I didn't know him, even his name. He watched me closely for a while before the emotions of his face changed.

"Darrius. I'm Darrius Morgan,"