Chapter 2 2

"Oh, apologies to disappoint you, miss....but you had a lot of energy last night." A magnetic yet mischievous male voice resonated in the room which sent a shiver down the spine of the unaware lady.

Valeria reflexively hopped backwards with the sudden emergence of a voice near her 'off guard' silhouette on the bed. The woman was on the edge of the bed when she turned her terrified yet gorgeous face towards the source of her distraction.

Witnessing an eye feast shirtless man laying in front of her sinful eyes, Markos mischievously smiled at her as if he was the innocent devil. Valeria took a moment to skim her faze on the handsome face in front of her.

She slowly stepped back and not realizing the edge, the lady fell off the bed and landed on her back. Markos remained there laying calmly and suppressed his giggles over her silly reaction.

The man crept to the edge and looked down at her while Valeria groaned in pain within body. Markos addressed her again with his thoughts running wild about the woman.

"Now....now, look what do we have here. An intruder playing the victim card, uh."

Markos was firmly attesting to his theory about Valeria, while the woman slowly grasped her senses.

She looked up at him and sat on the carpeted floor, it was the moment when she realized her indecent attire. Valeria was clad only in her undergarments which aroused her suspicion about last night's potential deed.

"Who are you?"

She confronted him, hesitating about the possible reply which she suspected to turn out to be a bad one. Valeria waited for his reply as she sneakily pulled the white duvet closer to herself and wrapped it around her chest.

"Haha, you sure are a strange person. I should be the one asking you this. And now..."

Markos switched back to his side of bed and stood up stark naked. The man shamelessly pulled the curtains and raked through his hair.

Whereas Valeria saw his round butt and sexy back while his broad shoulders blocked the sunlight from coming inside. Markos turned around to her while Valeria' eyes stared without a flinch at his thick glory.

"And now before you claim that I raped you, nothing happened between us. You stripped yourself and this is not your room. So, don't try to act stupid and claim it as yours."

Markos stated all the possible excuses a wrench would use to lure a rich man. But to his surprise Valeria did not utter anything rather stared thoughtless-ly at his exposed manhood.

The man smirked meaningfully and walked up to Valeria, Markos lifted her face by placing his finger beneath her chin. His manhood was right in front of her lips only a few inches away from the beauty.

"Want to have morning dew?"

It took a few moments for Valeria to realize what he meant, she shrugged off his hand and stood up from the floor. But in the attempt she slipped because of the unadjusted duvet around her body.

Markos reflexively leaped towards her and pulled the lady closer, Valeria' body became tucked with his as the man gawked at her. The man could hear his heart throbbing fastly as compared to his cock which saved him his reputation.

Valeria stared in his eyes while her hands rested on his broad bare chest, she was still processing the situation when she replayed whatever Markos just spoke.

"I'm not..." Before she could explain her innocence a knock on the door interrupted their unfortunate meet up. Outside the room Markos's bride awaited for him all dressed to have breakfast and a little private chit chat.

Markos released Valeria and walked up to the bed and pulled the duvet. The man seemed to be calm as compared to the lady. Valeria assumes that he might be experienced in having such matters and was a playboy or perhaps a male prostitute.

It was the moment when Markos grabbed the duvet and threw it at Valeria, the lady reflexively grabbed it and stared at him. Markos gestured to her to cover herself so he could open the door, the man did not want to get into the mess of any sort.

Valeria covered herself and awaited for a potential drama to occur, but to her surprise she looked around only to realize that whatever Markos said was true. She never had a huge ass posture of a semi naked man in her room, well which of course was of Markos himself.

The man looked behind at her before opening the door and found that Agbes had finally realized her mistake. He could spot guilt and embarrassment on her gorgeous face which turned red from the cheeks.

Markos opened the door stark naked did not bother to cover himself at all, a woman dressed in a navy blue nightgown appeared in his sight. The man's expressions immediately switched from soft to cold and disgusted.

Markos Moreno was not in love with his bride to be, instead it was a marriage proposed by both of the families to strengthen ties. Stupid enough! The man bought all those toys to torture his wife since he was going to make her life hell for pressuring his father into that deal.

His bride-to -be was so obsessively in love with him that even after Markos refused her for marriage, she went straight to meet his father to force him into the deal so she would transfer all her shares to Markos.

"Hi there, honey!"

Carla cheered happily as her voice echoed which scared the hell out of Valeria, she immediately stepped back from where Carla couldn't see her.

The bride's lusty gaze travelled from Markos's unwashed yet handsome face towards the neck and then rested down on his manhood which was standing with its head up.

Carla chuckled softly and leaned in by placing her one arm on the door while she lifted Markos's face by placing her hand under his chin.