Chapter 3 Night with stranger

Next day...

Pain... Everything felt painful.

Zara Kingston's eyes flash open. As soon as she saw the strange ceiling with a chandelier hovering above her, her heart drops to her stomach. Her eyes slowly blink twice to recall the reason for her being here. Her faltering breath comes to her ears-she feels suffocated. The unpleasant recollection suddenly starts flooding in her mind.

All the memories of her being rebellious against her family who betrayed her and sold her dream for their own profit flooded inside her head. They betrayed her and her trust in them.

To make sure, everything goes against her parents' plan, she climbed on a stranger's lap and lost her virginity last night after drinking an entire bottle of Whiskey to get drunk. She was the one who initiated first and whispered to a stranger's ear that she had booked a hotel room above.

She couldn't wait to humiliate her parents when her soon-to-be husband would know that she had given away her virginity to another man. His two billion dollars' virgin Bride had lost her chastity to a stranger and enjoyed a wild and sinful night.

Slowly, she turns to her left side, and her breath hitches immediately at the sight that welcomes her. A man is sleeping with his long arms and legs wounded around her body full of marks and hickeys.

It was an unbelievable experience. The utterly new sensation had thrown her to heaven and brought her to the earth constantly. Throughout the heated evening, he had been nothing but rough and like a beast in heat, giving her a full wild rollercoaster of new sensations and emotions.

Her cheeks ting red out of embarrassment and shyness. She was so loud and those dirty sounds made her question about her own personality. Did she really beg him for something like that?

Despite his callousness, she has to admit that it was indeed unforgettably pleasurable and satisfying...The night was still vivid in her mind . Despite being in her first time, she felt it was different. Different than what she read in books or what the female servants gossiped about their love life. It felt addictive and his wildness made her pull her broken self together last night.

She lets a small sigh out as she collects her belongings. The impulsivity of their heat probably has forced him to use his entire force to undress them. As a result, Zara finds the blouse is torn apart from the sleeves. Thankfully, it can be worn under the silk scarf that she got as a gift from her grandpa.

After covering her body full of love bites, she grabs her purse and takes Two thousand dollars of cash and puts the money on the nightstand.

Her back arches as she puts it on the nightstand, causing her to feel the sharp pain in her back. Her face turns red, realizing she may want to get into some forbidden act if she doesn't leave the room immediately.

" Here is your payment for a perfect night."

Her voice comes out gravelly. The sound seems to have hit the spot that makes her cough. It is because of the coquettish screaming last night.

Blushing, she belatedly clears her voice and hurries out of the hotel room that she booked last night. It will be best if she never crosses the road with this person anymore in her life.

After a long drive , before the sun shines the world, she skillfully sneaks to her room, and thereon, barely managed to take a cold shower before collapsing her soft bed and her favorite duck pillow.

As she looks through the window with her heavy lids, a faint light escapes through the gap of the open drapes. Dawn is breaking into the distant sky and she would have started preparing for her first task, preparing the baking ingredients for the Madeleine and Mont Blanc chestnut crust if her dream wasn't crushed.

But for now, she wants more sleep. She wants to sleep and never opens her eyes. After all, from today onwards, she has nothing to do. The dream of being a Pâtissiére has been destroyed and sold by her own family.

She takes a deep breath and decides to take another long nap to avoid any more overthinking.

However, her mind refuses to give her peace. She can't bring herself to rest-things that happened just last night will suddenly wreak havoc in her head. She feels a heavy air forcing to escape from her chest. A melancholic emotion shakes her heart.

Specifically, the man's image flashes in her thoughts. Now that she is no longer with him, the left side of her bed looks different. His body temperature, which had previously engulfed her, was hot enough to ignore the blankets. Because of his enormous body that could cage her without any struggle, she felt that the bed in the hotel was small even when they were snuggled close together in the king-size bed.

Because of his tight and protective guards around her body, she couldn't overthink her life. In his arms, she forgot all the pain she went through yesterday. She felt nothing but warmth. No time to overthink in front of the perfect definition of the Beast.

" It would have been nice if I could stay like this forever!"

She hopes although she finds it ridiculous. She has to leave the house after breakfast, driving two hours to a random house to meet her husband.

There will be no grand wedding that she dreamed of having with her love of life. Just a relationship between black and white papers and some alphabets.

Letting go of those unwanted thoughts, she clutches the soft blanket. Inhaling the scent of rose that has been spread all over the bed since she hates the scent of detergents, she closes her eyes. As if she is searching for the smell of that stranger who made her seek warmth in his arms.

But unfortunate to her, the time seems to have gone against her like her Luck.

One of the servants opens the door and walks towards the window with a new set of curtains.

They're aware of her calmness and patience but still to keep their job, everything they do is carefully done around her.

" Young Miss! Madam is asking for your present at dinner table for breakfast. You should get up already! The car from your in-laws will be here soon" She announces,removing the curtains from the window.