Chapter 5

When we reached his condo, I was looking at everywhere, very amazed of how the interior looks extravagant, classy and expensive. The condo is too wide that it totally looks like a wealthy boss's house I saw in some American movies. I can't help but think of how rich is he really?

I know he can afford very well. He is screaming of abundant wealth and riches even with a simple t-shirt whenever he goes to the club. Well, the club is mostly visited by  celebrities and even big businessmen so it's not surprising at all. And of course, he wouldn't pay my father's bills as easy as that if he's not affluent.

"In my room," he gestured me to follow him.

I followed him upstairs but my mind is started wandering nowhere. My heart pounded too harshly and I know it is because of unwavering nervousness. Will I be able to pull it off? Will I be able to do it? Can I satisfy him?

I was thinking too hard about it that I didn't notice we're already in his room. Darrius turned to me as he started unbuttoning his suit.

Shit. My heart beats more harshly.

"Strip," he said and my mind immediately clouded with thoughts. "Change your dress. We're going somewhere today,"

It was late when I realized what he meant by that. My cheeks heated so much when I realized, he wanted me in his room and asked me to strip because he wants me to change my dress for a trip! I cannot believe it!

I saw him suppressing a ghostly smile when he saw my reaction. Covering up my embarrassment, I gritted my teeth and step closer to him.

"Why won't you just do whatever you want now and cut off the prolong? I didn't agree to be with you just so you can bring me—"

"You're very excited to do that, huh?" he said and smirked.

"What?"

"We'll do that eventually. For now, let's go somewhere. Or maybe we can do it in between our trips if you want. We have time. I have no problem." he smirked and went to his closet.

I was left there very stunned. I laughed hysterically to myself. Damn it! Did I really said that? And he thinks I am excited to do it with him? What the fuck? First time with him and I am already experiencing this kind of embarrassment?

I don't how I was able to look at him without getting mad. The whole trip, his lips plastered with a hidden teasing smirk, very pleased to my reaction. I remained unwavering even when I just want to disappear in front of him! Damn it!

"What are we doing here?" I asked when we stopped at the very luxurious hotel.

He only smiled and held my waist to guide me inside. He was immediately accomodated by the staffs. We went to the top floor and entered the very fine restaurant. We sat in the exclusive room and I was so amazed when the sunrise view is just beside our table.

He started his order and when the foods came, we started eating. My eyes glued at the side which view is now more defined because the sun has already rising up. This is so beautiful... So peaceful, comfortable and serene.

"Do you like it?" Darrius asked softly. I turned to him and stopped when I caught him staring at me.

"Are we going here to eat?" I said and cleared my throat. "This is no need. I can cook in your condo."

"I want to celebrate."

"Celebrate for what? Is there some achievements? Or it is because you finally made me say yes?"

"It's... my birthday today." he looks very hesitant to say that.

My lips parted and immediately regret what I said. It is?! He looked away and started drinking his wine. Oh damn!

"H-Happy birthday!" I said when I recovered. "I didn't know. You must've told me! I'm sorry!"

"Thank you, Irene." He smiled and swear, I never seen him smiling that way. He looks happy, comfortable and in peace. "I am happy,"

We stared at each other. I cannot look away when my eyes is his captive, trapped, cannot be bail out and couldn't escape. My thoughts ran for a while before I spoke.

"T-Then let's celebrate your birthday! Let's make this your memorable birthday ever!"

He smiled and stare more deeper. "It is,"

We spent our whole day everywhere, doing things that I wasn't able to think I can do for him. We do things for his birthday. Play in the arcade, went to cinema, went out of town and all of that. It was his idea. I think he already planned all of it as a celebration for his birthday.

It's already dark when we got back to his condo. And while he was unbuttoning his shirt in front of the mirror, I was staring at him.

When my thoughts ran for a while in the restaurant earlier, this is what I'm thinking. I felt my legs trembled when I stood up and went to him. He noticed me walking closer so he stared at me in the mirror, looking confuse.

"What's wrong?" he stopped unbuttoning his button down shirt and faced me.

I noticed that he's very much attentive to my movez, not just now but the whole time we spent his birthday earlier. I swallowed the big lump on my throat as I stared at some hairs on his broading chest, up to his neck, and then to his red addicting thin lips.

"H-How old are you now?"

He was trying to read me as he answered. "I'm 28,"

"You're young," my voice went husky thinking of what will happen tonight.

He titled his head and reach for my waist. He held it gently. "Why? You're 23. You're still younger than me."

He knows me well. I have a feeling about it. And I have time to get know him too. I smiled and wrapped my arms on his nape. I pulled his head down and claimed his lips for a deep kiss.

He responded to my kisses quickly like I just didn't saw him went shocked. He was aggressively seeking entrance to my mouth, as if he was longing too much for it when he just kissed me boldly last night! His hand held my waist and pushed me in the mirror, kissing my lips in a very aggressive way.

I groaned. Damn this man! He doesn't know how to be gentle at all! He kisses very ruthless, almost angry and punishing. My lips felt numb easily, nevertheless, it was so addicting.

I continue unbuttoning his clothes and that's when he stopped to stare at me. His lips remained near, still very obsess.

"Irene..."

"Let's do it tonight,"

I saw his Adam's apple moved. His hand held my thigh and caressed it. I gasped and almost moaned.

"Are you sure?" his voice sounded a bedroom, it doesn't help me at all.

I claimed his hungry lips again and strip him off as the answer of it all.