Unexpected Luna 3 (18+).

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

She grabbed for the bed in the darkness, and to her surprise, there was someone in it! A pair of hot hands wrapped around her waist. She could feel her body being pressed under a man's body. It made her dizzy.

She was so hot and sweaty as his body rested against hers. His face was so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face. It seemed as though she was being watched. She could see a dark shadow lurking from the window; then, she heard a low, magnetic voice saying, “do what you paid for?”

His kiss was warm and wet, and he caressed her lips with his. His big hands ripped off her skirt impatiently as she struggled to get the words “No” from her mouth. She was incoherent, she groaned unconsciously. He entered her slowly, and she grabbed him by the shoulder and said,” It hurts!”

The man stopped suddenly and said, “are you a virgin? She was speechless from the pain. He stretched out his hand, gently moved her hair from her cheek, and whispered, “You sweet little thing, how you have pleased me.”

He instantly moves fast and hard. It's rough, it's urgent, it happens. She feels a burst of warm rush through her body, and all her muscles tighten. She blushed as the blood came rushing to her face. 

       She turned her head carefully and saw the side of a perfect face, with dark features, thick eyelashes, and jet-black eyes. Her thoughts suddenly froze. “I have no idea who this man is. How could I have sex with this man?

Her face was pale. She felt as though she was going to pass out. She must leave before he wakes up. Phelom had no time to think. She removed the man's arm from her waist and got out of bed carefully.

The pain in her thighs made her legs feel weak. She latched on to the edge of the bed, and she went down on her knees. She got up and got herself dressed in last night's sexy dress. Tided up her hair casually and looked back at the man in the bed with a confused look. She headed for the door as quickly and quietly as she could.

The door of the presidential suite was left open, a small head peeked in and looked around to make sure there was no one else inside the room. A petite figure roamed up and down the corridors of the hotel.

 Just as Phelan left the room, the man in the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp like a hawk.

The hidden bodyguard who was then Don Carlton looked at him, wondering whether he should go after her or not, as he cast his eyes on the man in bed.

 Don Carlton thought for a moment and went forward and knocked on the opened door of the presidential suite. “Come in,” the man in bed said. His voice was as cold as ice. Don man walked into the room and saluted respectfully, “Young Master.”

The man opened his deep, dark eyes, ignored him, and lazily picked up his clothes and began to put them on. Fortunately, Don had been with him for more than twenty years, so he knew his anger and how to control it whenever he felt like he was not in his common minds.

 “Where did the girl go?” The man asked Don as he left his eyes open. He then grabbed his watch from a small palatial table, beside the bed, and tried to stretch his eyes, so he could read the figures on the watch and see clearly the point of his watch.

 “It's almost midnight! Only twelve more minutes” He said in a gruesome voice that arose like he was in panic and fear of something. “But she has left master! What can I do now?” Don responded to the man's voice in dispense and suspense as he vividly tried to remember what he was here for. “And what are you waiting? Follow her! It is time… It is time!” The man said once again in a high voice that almost raised alarm in Hilton hotel. Looking confused as he endeavored to locate the rest of his clothes. 

     Don stood in fear and respecting the command given, suspense arose in him as he set out to re-collect his minds and suddenly left the room rushing forgetting and leaving behind his boss.

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Phelan stood still, although from deep in her was pain that ran through and between her thighs, she has never done this. Her legs lost power as she trembled in fear. She stood by the door, listening to all Don and his master talked about in the dark room. She therefore got herself ready to run towards the main door; knowing so well that the door was full of security officers and having an idea that going through will therefore become difficult for her.

 Furthermore, she grabbed her dress and held it so tight that it couldn't fell off her hands. Calmly, she rushed towards the main door of the hotel. Knowing that nobody had noticed her or even her footsteps. She stood for a while in a guess as she tried to figure out the way out.

 “She is here!” Don spotted her, and shouted in a high, alarming voice while she stood thinking. The Voice kept her eyes wide open as she couldn't think that anyone was following her in such a close distance.  

   The clock was ticking. As Don approached her, she had a deep breath that kept her mind's still. She then looked straight and deep into Don's eyes and tried to walk off. Don grabbed her dress by the neck, which made her turn around and look back in anger. Anger that filled her eyes and all through to her heart.

 As they looked at each other in anger. The clock was ticking and time was moving as fast as it could. The twelve minutes lapsed. Which left Don Carlton wondering in wide opened eyes. He hardly said a word.