Chapter 3 The mystery man

Kiara turned to face the mystery man. She didn't know what she was expecting but seemed to forget that this was a masquerade party. She couldn't see his face, because he had a green masquerade mask on that complimented his pretty eyes. He was dressed in a black suit with the usual red tie. He was extremely fit, she could tell, and all it did was want to make her take him to the bedroom.

"Why, thank you," She responded, bowing her head ever slightly, trying to dead the nasty thoughts that overtook her mind. All of a sudden. she felt nervous. Not knowing who she was talking to was a huge game changer for her, since she wasn't used to it. But, it was just for the night.

What could go wrong?

"I spotted you from across the room, you looked absolutely ravishing, I just had to come over and say hello. So, hello." He offered a warm smile and bent to kiss her hand. "And who might you be?" His eyes traveled over her, from her hair to shoes. She was curvy and he loved that, it'd give him something to grab on when the fun started.

"Well, it's a masquerade party for a reason. You might never know," Kiara whispered, chuckling. "Are you a stakeholder of sorts? Or are you passionate about Charity just like I am?" She asked, taking another sip of the wine.

"Well, yes. I've worked with multiple charities and NGOs including the Make a Mark movement, free food trucks, and book donations for the community. So, I'd say I dabble." He shrugged like it was nothing.

Kiara's eyes lit up as she listened to this mystery man go on and on about how he helped out in the community, as well as outside it. She loved that he was just as passionate about it as she was, and that was a good telltale sign.

"Yeah, well recently, I also went on an expedition to Zaria to provide free water amenities for areas that needed them. The kids loved it," She grinned sheepishly, "I might go back soon for more projects, I loved seeing the smiles that I put on all the children's faces."

"That's wonderful."He replied, fully engaging himself in the conversation. He couldn't help the fact that his eyes kept trailing over her plump, puffy lips. "Damn."

"What?" Kiara asked confusingly.

"No, nothing. I'll stop by later to have another chat with you before the night ends."

"Okay." She raised her glass, watching him move further and further away from her. When he left, she started to walk around engaging in conversations with others, some long and some short. There were quite a handful of people who revealed their identities to her, which resulted in them swapping contacts for future purposes and future projects.

Needless to say, by the end of the night, she was fatigued and her legs began to grow weary, so she decided to take a breather in a corridor before going back out to call for her father. She pressed her back against the wall, breathing in and out slowly. In the corridor, the same man she had been talking to earlier showed up.

"Fancy meeting you here again beautiful. What are you doing away from the crowd?" He asked, observing her face. He didn't know what exactly he was searching for, perhaps a hint of emotion.

"I just needed a breather." She stated, smiling weakly. "I'll be on my way home very soon."

"Aw, so soon? That's too soon for my liking," He sighed, stepping closer to her. He smelt freshly shaven with a thick manly scent surrounding him. His cologne overwhelmed her senses, as they filled her nose quickly. He glanced down at her lips, swiping his tongue over his. She nodded affirmatively, agreeing to whatever it was that he wanted to do.

Then, their lips collided in the best way possible. His soft lips danced against hers and the mystery man grabbed her face, as he slid his tongue into her mouth, sucking on hers before they fought for dominance. His hand crept up her neck, making her wet to the core. Her breathing became shallow and rugged as the kiss intensified. He kissed down her neck, tempting her to go farther. But, she couldn't.

Kiara pushed him away breathing heavily. That was one of the best kisses she had had in her entire life. "Goodnight." She hurriedly said before she slipped out of his arms and back into the crowd.

**

It had been almost a week since the Charity Gala, and the one thing that had been stuck on her mind since that day was the intense make-up session that she had with a man that she didn't even know. She enjoyed it and she craved more, but at the same time, it also felt very stupid. She hadn't collected his number or any of his social media, and she didn't ask either, so she wasn't sure she was ever going to see this man again.

She couldn't deny how he made her feel. Sexy, hot and bothered. She crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs gently, and bit her lips as her mind recalled the make-out session.

"Kiara," a voice boomed from inside the house. She scrambled up, hoping whoever it was didn't see her display of lewdness just now. "Y-yes?" She responded, moving closer to the source of the voice. It was Luca and he was with a bag and suitcase in hand.

He had probably come for a sleepover, so she carried his things to the guest room and rolled the luggage bag to a corner, before tossing the other bag onto the floor. As it landed on the floor, something peeked out. Kiara moved closer to the bag, it reeked actually. She couldn't quite make out what it was, but she had to open the bag fully to see.

Her eyes widened, "What the fuck?!"