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Thelma

In a dimly lit room, I sat up carefully on the bed as I stared at the handsome man sleeping on the bed beside me.

It was an unforgettable night between us, I could still feel the throbbing between my thighs from the man's action the previous night.

How did it all start? I had been mocked by my best friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old. I was pained by the realization that I looked stupid in front of them.

I rushed out of the event hall and made my move to club room to gulp down any available liquor. But then a man in a black suit approached me. "Hello, miss."

I stared back at him wondering who he was, but I was too sad to listen to him. I took the glass cup wanting to drown my sorrows, but then the man took the cup away from my grasp and led me out of the clubroom.

"What? Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, dressed in a slim-fitted, red gown and black shoes. As the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the sole heiress of BeeH Group, the patrons in the bar didn't dare to interfere; they were all absorbed in their own drinks.

"Calm down, miss. I don't mean any harm," the man said to me, and I paused, and stared up at his face. I was shocked to see he's an old man probably in his 40s.

I had never fantasized about having an affair with an older man who could be my uncle's age mate. I immediately struggle to pull my left hand away from his grip.

"Calm down, miss. I won't harm you. Come.with me.," He led me to a corner in the bar. I screamed, "If you don't mean any harm, then let go of my left hand. Let me go," I said. The man sighed and quickly turned to face me, in the dimly lit hallway. He spoke, "Look, miss, I need your help, and I think you're the best lady suitable for the job."

"What job?" I asked him. My sharp blue eyes fixated on his dark face, wondering if he was a boss or a servant here in City B. As, only the billionaires could afford to live here, and I wondered what help the man standing before me needed from me.

The man said, "Look, miss. I know you don't know me, but I saw you rushed in here, and I could understand that you're heartbroken."

"So, what do you need me for?" I asked him again and he realised my left hand that he had dragged me with and said, "I want you to accompany me to spend a night with my boss."

"Your what?" I asked in disbelief. As I am not a prostitute. As the daughter of the richest man in City B, I wonder how this man could be offering me such a task? Well, I already looked heartbroken by my two best friends' insults, I heard the man say, "I will pay you handsomely, miss. Please come with me first as we don't have much time to delay."

I wanted to protest with this man. I didn't know him, I hadn't gone out with a stranger before as I was always heavily guarded by my father's bodyguards.

My dad rarely allowed me out of his sight, and in the bar I had rushed into, my dad's security men were outside on the ground floor waiting, after my friends and I had gone to celebrated my birthday in a private hall before they laughed at me.

I thought it best to follow this man. He seemed honest from his appearance, and I wanted to lose my virginity quickly to avoid further ridicule from my friends. Similarly, My father wanted to arrange my marriage with a top billionaire's son, but he hadn't found the right match for me that met with his requirements for the type of groom he wanted for me.

Silently, I followed the man, getting into the back seat of his car as he drove me away from the luxurious hotel. Two guards were seated behind us in silence as I sat in the front passenger seat with him driving. We arrived at a magnificent building, and I wondered who owned the powerful mansion before me.

"Step down, miss," the middle-aged man said to me, and I remembered that I hadn't even asked him his name yet. I gulped and stepped out, and he said, "Come with me."

I followed the man into the magnificent building. The guards respectfully greeted the old man who had brought me there, bowing to me as well. I waved my hand in dismissal, and I saw the man looked at me in surprise.

"Welcome, Adam," I heard a middle-aged woman say to the man as she walked out of a room I assumed was the kitchen.

"Thank you, Angela. Come with me, miss. We are going up to the second floor," Adam said after I greeted the older lady to.

We walked upstairs to the second floor of the second floor of the mansion. Adam paused and said, "My boss is inside. Please wait here, miss, while I attend to him."

"Okay. I felt scared and curious to know who owned this magnificent building. Was he my agemate or father's agemate?

I stood admiring the artwork on the walls portraying warriors of ancient times, when Adam returned, saying, "Come in, miss."

I entered the room, feeling a chill as the air conditioning blew against my skin. The room was painted in white, and every item seemed almost invisible. I heard Adam say, "Look, miss. Just do whatever my boss want. I had drugged him to have sex with you."

"What!" I exclaimed in shock. "I'm not a prostitute," I said, in case if that was what Adam thought of me when he saw me rushing into the club.

"I know, miss. Just go in there and meet my boss. I promise to pay you handsomely as we have discussed, and I will safely take you back."

"Pay me how much? I cannot go in there; I'm scared," I replied, afraid of meeting the man in the bedroom.

"Please, miss," Adam begged me.

"Just call me Thelma," I replied, not wanting to mention my father's last name. At mentioning Sebastian it would be easy for anyone to know my father's identity, considering my family was the richest in City B.

"Okay, Miss Thelma, but we cannot continue to delay my boss. Just name your price, and I will speak to my old master about it." Adam said.

"Your old, master? Who is that?" I asked. However I heard a man thundered, "Who is there?"

I froze as the voice sounded so commanding. Shocking me to my bones, Adam said, "Please go inside Miss Thelma. I will be downstairs waiting for you."

"Wait!" Before I could protest, Adam pulled the sitting room door opened and rushed out, leaving me alone in the all-white room.