Chapter 2_ Unexpected encounter

Thelma Sabastain 

I finally stared back at the white, magnificent door in front of me, afraid of the masculine figure who wanted to step out of the door. 

I remembered Sir Adam had told me to go into the room, but I was afraid and stood my ground in the sitting room, gradually taking some steps backward. I could hear the sound of the footsteps rapidly approaching the door. 

I jumped back in fright as a tall, dark man stepped out, staggering at first as he regained his balance. He was wearing a white singlet, his muscular arms revealed. I gulped hard as I paused, my hands fumbling with the door behind my back. He was also wearing white shorts. 

I wanted to open the door and rush out of the white sitting room, but I paused and looked at him in admiration as this handsome, tall, dark man stepped out. 

However, he glared at me, staring in shock as his silver, colorless eyes met mine. 

"Who the fuck are you?" he growled, meeting my gaze. 

I blushed, unable to respond to him. He looked like an actor, a model, or a celebrity. My heart raced. Feeling something I hadn't felt before, but this tall man strode up to me angrily while I stood frozen, staring at him in admiration. 

He approached me and pulled his sitting room door open, probably intending to throw me outside. However, the moment his right arm grabbed mine, he froze in shock and cursed, "Shit! Who let you in here?!"

He was sweating now, as he leaned on my small frame for support, his predatory eyes glaring at me as if I were a pest he wanted to get rid of. 

"I... I..." I opened my mouth to speak, to mention Sir Adam's name, but no words came out. 

"Damn it!" he cursed again, grabbing me and dragging me into his bedroom.

"What!? Let me go!" I screamed out, scared to be pulled into this handsome man's exquisite bedroom. His bedroom was neat and exuded excellence, but I was still afraid of him. 

"I am sorry, miss, but I can't help but want you," the tall dark man said.

"Want me?" I asked him hoarsely, my voice breaking. 

"Yes," he replied, and started stripping off his white singlet top. 

I blushed as I admired him and before I could reply, he had already stripped himself completely bare, and I saw something rigid spring out of his shorts. 

"Ah!" I immediately turned my gaze away from him. I had never seen a naked man before, and he walked up to me, whispering in my ear, his hot breath fanning my skin. "What are you waiting for? Strip now," he said, and I gulped, unable to resist him. 

He swiftly helped me undress, and before I knew it, he had lifted me up and carried me to his bed. While I was bare with him, he started kissing me, my neck, my lips, and he removed my red bra, sucking very hard on my breasts, leaving me breathless. 

He removed my pants and laid me on the bed, where he prepared to sleep with me. I was nervous as I hadn't done it before, and seeing this handsome black man hovering above me, I couldn't stop him. 

Next, he parted my legs and positioned himself to penetrate me. He pushed, and I screamed out in pain. I had expected him to be gentle, but he was strictly looking for my warmth. He kept thrusting into me, moaning loudly in my ear until he reached his climax. 

I cried, tried to stop him, but he was already lost in pleasure and couldn't heed my pleas. He was rough with me and didn't stop for as long as he wanted, until he finally became exhausted and I was too weak to push him off. He calmed and finally pulled away from me, and I started sobbing on his bed. 

He pulled me close and asked, "What's wrong?" But before I could respond to him, he dozed off and started snoring beside me, sleeping handsomely, while I was in pain. 

I laid on the bed beside him. I wanted to hit him to wake him up, to make him apologize to me, but I decided to let him be. After all, I remembered Sir Adam had told me that he had been drugged to have sex with me.

I fell asleep and later woke up. It was still dark, the previously white room was now in darkness. I wondered who had switched off the lights, but unable to find out, I laid on the bed, still feeling sleepy. 

At home, I usually slept for a long time, so I shut my eyes and fell asleep again, enjoying the warm feel of the bed beneath me. 

I slept for a long time, enjoying the bed, until I finally felt the sun rays shining on my face. I stretched on the bed, yawned, and finally sat up. I felt sore all over my body, and my groin was throbbing.

I looked at the room window, the white curtains were fully opened, and I saw the dark man from last night standing beside his window. He had been the one to pull the curtains wide open, letting in the morning sun. 

He was glaring at me. "Who the fuck are you, and how did you get into my bedroom last night?" he asked.

He was wrapped in only a white towel, and I was left speechless by his question. He knew what he had done to me the previous night. How could he just be asking me such a useless question?

"Answer me! How did you get in here last night, and what happened between us?" he asked again, this time charging towards me just as I was carefully sliding out of his bed.

He gripped me firmly by my left arm, swiveling me around to face him, and I met his silver, almost colorless eyes that sent shivers down my spine.

"Take your things and get out!" he spat, pushing me away, and I shuddered away from him and quickly searched his white bedroom for my red gown, pants, and bra, which I had worn the previous night.

I could feel his cold eyes watching my every move in his bedroom. As I was naked, I couldn't dress up in his bedroom because I was terrified of him.

He threw a towel at me, and barked, "Get out!"

I immediately ran out of his bedroom like a scared chicken, and ran into his sitting room to dress up there. I couldn't leave his mansion undressed.

I fumbled to put on my pants and bra, and luckily, my red gown had no zipper. So I immediately put on my red gown and searched the sitting room for my red purse. I knew it contained my phone, car keys, and also some money that I could use to purchase anything I wanted.

"Oh! Where's my purse?" I quickly remembered that my red purse was with me the previous night, when the cold man had dragged me into his bedroom.

I recoiled, feeling scared to knock on his bedroom door, but I had to get my purse, as it was already morning. A bright Saturday, and I knew that my family could have bombarded my phone with numerous missed calls.

"Oh! Oh!" I hesitated to knock on the cold man's bedroom door, but not having any other options, I finally approached his magnificent white door and knocked.

Knock, knock!

I didn't hear any response from the cold man, so I gently unlocked the door and pushed it open, peeking my head into his bedroom.

"Please, sir, I forgot to take my red purse..." I said, but I saw him standing beside his bedroom window, still wrapped in a white towel, and he was on a phone call.

I immediately rushed into his bedroom, grabbed my red purse, then darted out to the sitting room. Just before the cold man could end his phone call.

I bumped into Sir Adam in the white sitting room again, and he said to me, "Good morning, Miss Thelma. Please wait, let me..."

Before Sir Adam could complete his statement, I immediately pulled the white sitting room exit door open, and darted out of the sitting room, rushing downstairs to exit the mansion.