Chapter 2 Strange discovery

ALEX'S POV

It felt as though I was twitching from ecstasy in my sleep. That was how good it felt.

"Wait! What happened?" I sprang up from the bed I laid on, and seeing myself unclothed in a room that was not my own was not funny at all.

"How did I get here? What happened to me over the night?"

My head banged slightly from the hangover of the too much whiskey I had from yesterday's night, and I feared I had done something really out of place to be feeling this way.

I was still trying to remember what had happened the day before with my head shot up, when I noticed that someone had gotten up from the other end of the bed and my fears seemed true immediately.

As my mind drifted on how that could be and who could be lying next to me, I got a glimpse of what might have happened last night.

I could hear myself screaming from my drunken state into reality and I could still feel his huge manhood enter into my vaginal giving me a feeling that I have never felt before now.

Of course, I was no virgin, but there was a way his strokes brought a painful but sweet sensation that I craved for even now, but I could not still remember what had happened, or even who I had done all of these with.

"Maybe I just need to rest my head" I said but to my greatest surprise, I saw a familiar face walk into the room with a tray whose contents were not visible to me, but his big smiles and grins filled the whole room.

At that moment I became paranoid. What have I done? I knew this must be the one who I was having all sorts of feelings for, but why would I feel this way? Afterall, it is just a one night stand.

I remember his beautiful face from last night, but I felt irritated that I allowed alcohol to take all of me, making me lose my mind while trying to make decisions for myself.

"Hey sweetie" he said, not understanding the room or seeing how hot my face was, maybe he thought that I was blushing when I looked at him, but my face was hot red in anger, as my head felt as well.

What would happen to my reputation if it is discovered that I have one night stands with men who I know nothing about from a business meeting I attended? What would become of me?

I ignored his greeting and took my eyes from his bare chest quickly because it was seductively alluring to me, especially what bulged under the white towel he wrapped around his waist.

"Was he not tired? Could it be that he wanted more? Did I want more?" All these thoughts kept me from thinking straight and it came more when I stared at him, so I made attempts to get off the bed, but I couldn't because I was almost completely naked.

"Could you turn your back, I need to have a change of clothes." I said defiantly to him as I expected him to do that immediately, but he smiled mischievously as if trying to tell me that he had seen me naked already and there was nothing to hide, and that further infuriated me.

I felt like throwing something at him, and I just wanted him to bleed because he felt he had me already at his wisp and that was wrong. He could not be too sure that I was just some cheap girl who would fall for him, after all, he doesn't even know who I am. I am Alex. And even though I wasn't Alexander the great, I was great in all the things I did.

In less than a minute, I was done dressing up and he was still facing the wall, he had reluctantly agreed not to see me change my clothes and I wondered what I would have done if he had not agreed to turn his back.

Thankfully, he did and he was unusually quite that I wondered what would be going on in his mind at this time, and I somehow weirdly wanted to see if he still had his mischievous smile on.

"Alex!!!" I called myself back to order, after realizing that I was not only lost in thinking about him even when I had just been rude to him, I was also staring at his back, looking for what was not lost.

I noticed how broad his back was, and flawless. It was different from anyone I had ever seen, and I just knew that there was something peculiar about him even though I could not place my hands on it just yet.

His turning back gave me enough time to think about what next I was going to do before leaving the clubhouse.

"I am done" I said when I had taken my bag up and was ready to leave, and I knew he would turn back to me, and he did, so I threw some money on the bed next to him, without even allowing him to talk and avoiding eye contact with him.

"I don't understand, what is this about? Why are you giving me money?" He finally said more than two words in a sentence and I could feel the anger stirring up in his voice.

It was obvious that he was trying to be a gentleman and maybe I was pushing him farther than he could take, so he had no choice but to react, but there was nothing else I could do here.

"Just forget about what happened between us, take this money and don't let us ever meet again" I said as I walked out of the hotel room.

It was the best thing that could happen, and my best defense, that I had gotten him for the night and I paid it for his duties. It was worse than saying I really became drunk and slept with a stranger for the first time because I couldn't control my alcohol intake.

As I stepped outside, I could still feel his eyes on me, and I wondered why I still had a form of regret about not going back to have one more or two more rounds with him.

He was good, I could feel it in my bones, and I was even far from being embarrassed by that feeling, but I soon started to feel embarrassed when I was walking out the door and seeing people stare at me, I wondered if they knew what had happened the night before and if they knew who I was.