Chapter 2 A Deadly Passion

Chapter 2

LENA'S POV

Other people on the dance floor did more watching than dancing. The ones who actually danced had a partner. Avira wasn't dancing too. She was scanning the crowd. It felt like everyone was looking for a prey.

It was both scary and exciting.

Then I felt him.

A dark and commanding presence.

I felt goose bumps creep up my arms underneath the sleeves of my romper.

"Avira!" I shifted to her, she had her eyes set on someone. He was blond with grey eyes. A tall handsome man who looked confident from the way he was leaning back in his seat. He was not a part of the bird dance just like the mysterious man.

"What can I do for you my darling?" she asked as she lightly swayed her hips to the tune. She was actively seducing her target and judging by the way he was uncomfortable on his seat, you would know that she was succeeding.

"I think I caught someone's attention." I whispered audibly for her to hear. I didn't even register her stopping after I had whispered because my eyes were trailing my appealing stranger.

"Come!" I saw his mouth form those words and his hands, gloved beautifully in black leather beaconing to me.

His gaze was steady, filled with something unreadable. I was drawn to that dominance that was filling the room.

I don't recall how far I had gone in crossing the room to him before Avira grabbed my hand. Apparently, just a few steps away from her was the distance.

"Lena," Avira whispered, eyeing him. "That man is dangerous."

I should have cared and listened to her advice.

"That is exactly what I find exciting." I smiled. She gave me a hesistant look before letting go.

Instead, I smirked and raised my glass in his direction.

Avira face palmed herself before going back to the dance floor to continue her act of seduction.

As for the man that had my attention, his lips curved in amusement before he stood, his powerful stride carrying him toward me.

"Careful, little girl," he murmured as he reached me, his voice a sinful promise. "You're playing with fire."

"I like fire." I giggled. My everyday life was like hell. No sweet satisfaction from all my work. Just my youth fading away as I remained a tasteless virgin.

But tonight, I wanted to lose myself. I took his large gloved hand and followed him to the hotel joined to the club.

"Welcome sir Leo." The potter greeted before handing him his key. That meant he was a frequent customer and that was his fixed room.

"Leo, as in lion?" I asked as soon as we were in the room and alone.

"Yes. Come sit." He commanded.

I stood up and went to sit on his lap without defiance. The entire alcohol in my system was almost entirely gone. I decided that pretending I was tipsy would help with the mix of anxiety and excitement I was feeling.

"Good girl. You're so sweet, small and obedient." He whispered in a clear deep bass. He took off his mask and placed it by the beside table.

"Oh," I moaned when his hands caressed my neck and trailed down my back.

"Your safe word, tonight is Strawberry." He kissed my exposed shoulder causing me to shudder.

I nodded in reply.

"And what will you call me for the rest of the night?" He trailed my thighs, moving the fabric out of the way as he climbed towards the center.

"Sir Leo?" I moaned, breathless from all the teasing.

"Daddy." He said, biting on the nipple of my peeking left breast. "Repeat the word."

"Daddy," I moaned, feeling my wetness slip from my romper onto his lap.

"You listen well. I will reward you for being Daddy's good girl." He said, lifting me with one hand. The other hand ripped the skimpy clothes off.

"This is so hot," I giggled, taking a hard long look at his face as he dropped me on the bed to open a drawer.

I looked into it. Toys just like the collection that Avira recently bought. She had explained that it was a BDSM kit.

"Have you done this before?" He asked taking of the leather gloves he had been wearing.

"No," I whispered. I saw surprise cross his features briefly before he closed the kit.

"Then I'll be gentle." He said, grabbing me for a kiss. His exposed hand found my wetness.

"Oh, yes Daddy. Be gentle." I moaned thrusting my hips forward.

"You are a virgin?" he asked after he had penetrated my heat.

"Do you have a problem with that, Daddy?" I asked with hooded eyes.

"No. it just means that I will exclusively ruin you." He smirked before diving in for another kiss.

The rest of the night was very passionate. I never got to use the safe word and I could never forget the sight of his face in between my legs, stroking with his tongue.

I had multiple orgasms especially after he had started using the toys. It never even occurred to me that we did not use any condoms.

The next morning, my phone ringing nonstop woke me up with a headache. I looked around the room. There was no trace of Leo. Only a hot plate of Chicken soup. It smelled heavenly.

"Oh, how thoughtful." I smiled. Wondering how Avira's night went with her hunk. I looked around to find a nice dress neatly folded on the other side of the bed.

Just before I could take the first bite, my phone rang again.

"Hello, Lena speaking." I sighed, finally looking at the ID. It was my secretary. "What is it, Stephen?"

"Miss Lena, I don't know what to do." He sounded panicked on the phone.

"What do you mean?" I asked, immediately dropping the plate of chicken soup.

His next report had me fully dressed and storming out of the room.

"Miss Clarissa came to the company this morning and is currently packing your belongings in a box!"