Chapter 1 _ Meeting the stranger

Thelma's POV:

I was in the hotel celebrating my birthday with my two best friends, Sandra and Ella. Next, Ella laughed mockingly and asked, "Guess who is still a virgin at the age of 24?" Thelma Sabastain!"

I was embarrassed, and before I knew it, I ran out of the event hall and went to the clubroom to gulp down any available liquor that they had. I was pained, realizing how stupid I looked before Ella, Sandra, and the rest of our friends, whom they invited on my behalf to celebrate with me in the LX Hotel and suites.

I sat in front of the bartender and requested an alcoholic drink, but as I was about to drink the liquor in my glass cup, a man in a black suit approached me and grabbed the cup away from my hands.

"What!" I exclaimed before I had a chance to question the man's identity. He dragged me up and out of the clubroom in a possessive grip.

"Who are you? Let me go! Help!" I screamed out, realizing I wasn't with my bodyguards.

"Calm down, miss," said the man, who was holding my left hand firmly.

I was taken aback to learn that he was an elderly man, likely the same age as my father. When I realized I wasn't with my bodyguards, I became scared. Just before I could plead with him, he said, "I'm sorry, miss. But when you rushed into the clubroom, I saw you, and I can see that you are heartbroken."

"So, what do you need me for?" I asked the tall man to release my left hand, which he was still holding firmly. He said, "I would like you to accompany me to spend a night with my boss."

"Your what?" I stared at the man's face in shock, as I wasn't a prostitute. The red gown I wore hugged my body tightly, perfectly highlighting my hips and curves, but it didn't mean I was looking for a hookup in the clubroom.

"I am not a prostitute," I clarified to the man.

"I know, and I can tell you're not one of them." Please miss, I promise to pay you heavily because my master sent me to find a good lady for his son, and you are the only lady I find best suited for this job."

"Hmm, pay me how much? Do you know who I am? I am Thelma." I trailed off, reluctant to mention my father's last name. At the mention of Sabastain in City B, It was effortless for anyone to identify who my father was.

"Okay, Miss Thelma. Please, we don't have much time to delay here, and I promise to bring you back safely," the black man said.

"Hmm, I cannot go with you, as I do not know you," I said, wanting to walk away, and the man replied to me, "I am Sir Adam. You can trust me; my boss is a powerful man, and you have nothing to worry about."

"Hmm." I thought of Sir Adam's request and finally decided to follow him. I knew earlier that my elder brother, Steven Sabastain, would soon be searching for me, although I didn't tell Steven which hotel I was going to celebrate my birthday at. It was my first time celebrating my birthday outside of my parents mansion.

My father is one of the richest men, and he didn't easily allow me out of his sight, except when I was with bodyguards. I finally agreed to follow the elderly man in order to lose my virginity, and I was praying in my heart for his boss to be a young man rather than an old man like him.

I climbed into the man's car, he cranked the engine, and we departed from the hotel premises. I am surprised to see that the old man owned an exotic black car. Well, I truly believed that his boss must be a powerful man for him to be riding such an exotic car, even as a lowly servant.

I switched off my phone and left it in my purse. Soon, we arrived at a magnificent white house. I watched the black gates open as the elderly man driving the car, looking calm and relieved, finally drove into the mansion premises and parked the black car at the mansion's frontage.

I stepped down from the black car, admiring the view of the mansion's premises. I could see some bodyguards stationed around the gates, and I knew truly that the owner of the white mansion, which looked like my father's, would be a powerful man too.

"Come with me, miss," Sir Adam said to me, and I nervously followed him toward the frontage of the mansion. I was still clad in my red long gown and black stiletto shoes.

We stepped into the living room of the two-story building, and an elderly woman there, who I assumed to be a maid because she didn't look like the house's hostess, welcomed us and said, "Welcome, Sir Adam."

"Good evening, ma." I greeted the woman nervously, and I could see her looking at me in surprise, like she hadn't seen a young woman like my size before.

"Come with me, miss," Sir Adam urges me, and I follow him upstairs to the second floor. We walked past the lounge, and I admired the grand interior design of this white mansion.

"Wait here, Miss; let me go inside and attend to my boss first," Sir Adam said to me, and I gulped and replied to him, "Okay, sir."

I waited, just like Sir Adam had instructed me, and I stared around the sitting room, admiring the artistic paintings on the walls, which were of ancient warriors and historical times. Soon the door behind me pushed open, and Sir Adam walked out and said to me, "Come inside, miss."

I was filled with fear, questioning whether I should enter the room where I would face certain death. I gulped down all my nervousness and stepped into the white sitting room. The sight of the white sitting room filled me with goosebumps, and a sense of dread crept down my spine. Everything in the room was pure white, appearing to be invisible, as if it contained nothing.

"Please go inside there, Miss.""My boss is there, and I drugged him to have sex with you."

"You did what??' Having never slept with a man before, let alone one who had taken drugs, I looked horrified and wanted to flee this white sitting room.

"No, wait. "I cannot go in that door; I am scared," I said, stopping Sir Adam just before he would leave only me in the white sitting room.

"Please miss. "My boss will need your service now due to the effect of the drugs on him," Sir Adam said.

"No, I cannot go inside there." "I'm scared," I replied, afraid of the monster in the bedroom that Sir Adam was begging me to sleep with.

"But we have already discussed this, miss, and I promised to pay you heavily for this job," Sir Adam added.

"Pay me how much? I need to go back home; I really cannot go inside there, sir," I repeated, and Sir Adam said, "I will pay you 1 million dollars, ma'am, please."

I responded, "No, I am heavier than that," because I was the daughter of a billionaire and had a black card, making me immune to financial bribery.

"Alright, Miss. I promise to speak with my grandmaster about raising your payment. "Just go inside, and I'll be outside in the lounge waiting for you."

Just before I could stop Sir Adam again, I heard a deep, sharp masculine voice ask from the room door behind my back, "Who's there?"

I froze, as the voice sounded so commanding.

"Just go inside, Miss Thelma; I will be downstairs waiting for you."

Before I could stop Sir Adam again, he quickly pulled the sitting room door open and sneaked out of the sitting room, leaving only me standing in the white sitting room.