A Night Stand

Prologue

Mia's POV

"Mmmmm... Yeah... I love it, Riley, I love how you make me feel so good." My voice echoed in his room, sounding alien to me. Good thing this room is soundproof because the sound of my voice right now could wake even the dead. His lips is enclosed on my nipple, sucking on my engorged bud, while his fingers were pumping into me, creating a rhythm that was pushing me close to the edge, making me lose the ability to form any words as I kept moaning out so loudly.

It was better than I had dreamed of, better than I had ever imagined. I reached up to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, but I stilled in my actions as I realized that it wasn't Riley that was making me feel so good, it was someone else, someone I never knew before, a stranger.

And the worst part of it all is that, I don't want this handsome stranger to stop touching me, he is so fucking handsome, so stunning. I've never felt this way before, Riley had never made me feel so good. I know I want more of him, I want him to do more sinful things to me, I want to feel his dick buried deep inside my hole as he takes my innocence away.

I know it's wrong to cheat Riley this way, he had been patient with me for the past six years, and he deserves to be the one to deflower me, but how can I say no to such a godlike man, how can I push him away when all I want is to open my legs even wider, giving him more access to screw me senseless.

"You are mine now, and I'm never letting you go." He whispered huskily, causing me to cream my panties even more. He positioned himself between my legs, leaning down to kiss me as he lined his rock-hard dick to my entrance.

"Are you ready for this baby?" he asked me softly and I nodded my head in response, nodding a little too eagerly because I wanted him so bad. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain, waiting for him to rip through that barrier and claim my innocence, but the pain never came, and when I opened my eyes to look up at him, I realized that he wasn't there anymore and neither was I, rather, I saw Riley and my best friend Loretta, lying on the bed, the same way I had found them on the eve before our wedding.

I pushed the door open, but they were too far gone to notice any slight noise, so I stood by the door and watched as he pounds into her from behind, putting all his strength into it, with his fingers buried in her plump ass cheeks. He was saying sweet words to her, telling her how beautiful and desirable she was and how he was only marrying me to have his way with me.

The tears rolled down my eyes and as the water trickled down my cheeks, I jerked awake from my sleep. It had only been a dream, the same dream that has plagued me since I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend on the eve of our bachelor and bachelorette party. I don't even know why I'm crying about this, I never truly loved Riley, I only agreed to this relationship because our family needed their port to dock our ship. The only reason I'm feeling so betrayed is that he did it with Loretta, that bitch. She is supposed to be my best friend, but she stole my man. I will never forgive her.

Mia's POV

The night was quiet, Everything was quiet, well, except for the sporadic barking and howling from a few dogs in the neighborhood, and our loud voices as my mom tried to reason with me and change my mind before I break off the engagement and cancel my wedding to Riley Osborne. It's been two hours since Carrie picked me up from the hospital and ever since I walked through that door, my mom has been firing me with tons of questions, while my dad locked himself in his room, brooding.

"No. No. No. I won't marry that two-timing bastard." I roared angrily.

"Mia, please try and understand. We don't have a choice. We need to make this deal as soon as possible. If we lose this company, this house, it could kill your father. All his life, he has toiled to get to where we are today, he has done everything possible to give you and your sister a good life. We have never asked for anything in return, just this one favor. Please, my Mia-Mia." My mother tried to convince me.

"Oh, come on, mom. Don't you Mia-Mia me, I'm not falling for it. I don't care if we have to live on the street and feed on garbage, I still won't marry Riley Osborne, I won't do it, mom. I won't. For fucks sake, he cheated on me, with... With... With that bitch Loretta.

Jeez, mom,

What do you want from me? Because of this merger, you want to tie me to a cheat, a fucking cheat. I can't even bare that thought. I can't think about it. I can't stand the sight of him, he disgusts me. How can I spend the rest of my life with him, I can't even bare to look at his face without thinking of him lying on top of that whore, screwing her as if his life depends on it. How can you subject me to a life of misery and heartache, how could you mom?" I threw my hand in frustration and huffed. I am trying so hard not to cry in front of them. I've promised myself that I won't shed a drop of tears because of those two shameless traitors.

Since Riley chose to be with her, then good riddance. I'm not going to go crawling back to him simply because we need to use their port, I won't sell myself short, I'm not going to marry that bastard and that is final.

"He said he is sorry, Mia. He was drunk last night and Loretta seduced him. You can't cancel your wedding because your fiance had a one-night stand with a stupid whore, you need to forgive him, my daughter, he is your husband-to-be, and remember marriage is all about understanding and forgiveness. He used to be your best friend, why don't you give him a second chance?" my mom continued to explain and plead in her gentle voice, but I was not in the mood to listen to her.

"That's the thing mom, he is supposed to be my best friend, he berated me, betrayed my trust, and screwed Loretta. Friends don't do that to each other, I can never trust him again."

"Come on Carrie, say something help me out here," I called out to my sister who sat on the couch ignoring us completely.

"What do you want me to say, I told you Loretta was a bitch, but you never listened to me. I warned you about her, but you thought I was jealous of your friendship with your bestie," She mocked, shrugging indifferently, giving me a look that suggests that I am sorely on my own. I huffed in frustration and turned back to mom,

"I won't do it, mom, and you can't make me do it. I would rather die than be his wife. I will find another way to save our company, it doesn't have to be the Osborne's." I stated firmly and turned to walk away, but my mom pulled me back and landed a hot slap on my face, her eyes blazing in anger.

"You selfish bastard!

How are you even my daughter?

You only think about yourself, you don't consider the rest of the family. You may have finished school, but what about your sister, how do we pay for her tuition when the bank takes everything?

Your father has a heart condition that needs a constant check-up. We need to monitor his heart condition or he dies. How do we pay for all that, how do we pay for his surgeries, Mia? How do you expect us to survive this, how do we pay the bills?" she roared in anger as the tears slid down her cheeks. My hands instinctively came to curb my cheeks that stung from the pain of her slap and I hung my head low, refusing to look at her face.

The truth is, I get her. I mean, I totally understand why she is being so persistent. The banks are coming to take our house and our last cargo ship. The Osbornes are our only hope to save my father's company and protect his legacy. We are going to lose everything if I don't marry Riley, everything my father worked so hard to achieve will be taken away from us. We will be shamefully kicked out to the street with nothing. My father's reputation, our family name, will be dragged into the mud. I never wanted this to happen, and that was why I agreed to be with Riley in the first place.

You see,

We are used to living as elites, we had it all, and we had everything we ever needed to live a comfortable life. Dad learned about this shipping business from my grandpops, and with that knowledge he expanded the family business, acquiring a fleet of ten cargo ships. We had it all and our business was perfect, everything was going well for everyone. Then all of a sudden, we lost everything. All our cargo ships got lost at sea, my father took loans from the banks to pay for damages and freight claims. In the twinkling of an eye, we lost nine cargo ships and we incurred a high debt that couldn't be cleared up even after selling our port. All we have now is a ship, and dad is so scared to resume business because he thinks we would lose this one as well.

He had no other choice but to seek help from his business partner, Evans Osborne. From his reaction to this whole ordeal, I can tell that something was up. I can't shake off the feeling that something was up, it felt like he has something to hide and I can't help but wonder if he knows who is responsible for our misfortunes. He claims that the Osborne's were our only hope to have the company, and when they proposed a marriage deal to unite both families before doing business with us, he gladly accepted the deal and he served me to Riley on a platter of gold.

"The Osborne's are our only chance of survival, they can save our business and protect us from danger, you have to marry Riley to seal this deal." He persuaded me. I almost went mad with rage, I was like,

"Protect us from what exactly?"

I mean, It's our business we are fighting for and not our lives. But he makes it sound as if our lives were in danger, and they gave me no choice, I couldn't say no to my family. I was friends with Riley, we attended the same business school and we hung around the same circle of friends. When the deal was proposed to us by his parents, he convinced me to accept the deal, he said we could make it work and he confessed to having feelings for me. So I agreed to this sham of a marriage. And he turned out to be a dickhead, a fucking cheater.

I can't believe that my mom would hit me because of Riley. It's obvious that she cares more about our family's status. She cares about our elite status and prestige. It sure looks like my happiness doesn't matter to her and it hurts to see that she values wealth and privilege more than her daughter's happiness. Well, too bad she trained me to make my own decisions and stick to what I believe. I'm not a pushover and I'm not going to let her ruin my life by forcing me to marry Riley.

"We would find a way to survive mom. We can find a little apartment downtown, I'll get a job, and I'll work very hard to support our family. I'll get two jobs, if that is what it takes, I'll do anything to support our family, but I won't marry Riley Osborne. You can hit me as many times as you wish, but it won't make me change my mind. I'm not getting tied to that cheating bastard for the rest of my life. I would rather die!" I spat out angrily and turned around once more, making my way up the stairs in annoyance. I was close to the top of the stairs when I heard the sound of a door swinging open, I looked up and saw my father glaring daggers at me, his face void of emotion. He looks tired and grim. I've never seen him looking so stressed in my entire life and it hurts me to know that I am causing him so much stress.

"You will marry him, Mia. You will forgive Riley Osborne and you will marry him. This deal is our only chance and I will not let you ruin our lives. One day, you will come to understand why I am doing this, but until then, you cannot say No to the Osbornes, I won't accept that." He said indifferently, giving me no chance to argue. I have no idea what is happening to our family, my parents love us dearly, and they adore my sister and I. But ever since the beginning of our misfortune, they have been acting so weird. I don't know what is going on, but I won't let him use me as an asset to make business deals.

"No, dad. I won't... I can't marry Riley and you can't make me." I snickered.

"Mind your language, young lady!" he yelled at me furiously, causing me to gasp in shock. I could hear mom and Carrie's worried chatter as they both ran up the stairs in a hurry. Dad has a heart condition, called Coronary heart disease. It is vital that he stays calm always. Screaming this hard would raise his blood pressure and that is not good for him.

"I am your father, Mia. You have no idea how difficult it is to give you away to that scumbag. Do you know what we are up against?" He scolded me angrily, yelling at the top of his voice, glaring daggers at me.

"Dad, please...

You have to stop..." Carrie let out in a panic as she went to his side, trying to get him to stay calm.

"Connor, please remember your heart condition." My mom reminded him as he kept glaring furiously at me.

But it was too late...

His hand flew to his chest as he scrunched his face in pain.

"Mia, quick!

Get the driver!" Carrie called out to me as I stood there like a statue. I snapped out of my shock and ran down the stairs in a frenzy, calling out to the driver.

"Look what you have done, you stubborn child. Why can't you just listen to us?" my mom let out in agony as my father was moved into the car.

"Stop it already, mom. Any sane person would react the same way. It's not her fault. I wouldn't marry that guy if I were in her shoes." My sister scolded her immediately, speaking up for me for the first time since all this began. At least she got mom to keep quiet and I'm grateful for the silence because my head is swirling with different thoughts.

I was lost in my own thoughts, I can't believe that I just caused my father to have a heart attack. If he does in the hospital, it's going to be my fault.

Drakes POV

My kid brother Riley is getting married tomorrow. He had been begging me to attend his wedding but I couldn't give him a definite answer because I wasn't sure I was ready to come back home after so many years.

I had a fallout with my parents many years ago. They had wanted me to give up my dreams and aspirations and take over the family business after my father retired but I wanted more than that, I wanted to travel around the world, meet people and expand our business and make it worldwide.

Our family is wealthy and influential in the country but I want more than that, I desire to make money my own way and become famous through my own hard work but my family just wanted me to pick up from where my father stopped and settle down to live a quiet life. I had a huge argument with them after they tried to force me into an arranged marriage. They can be so overbearing, they plan our lives and expect us to live according to their script. I couldn't take it anymore, so I left Los Angeles and I moved over to New York City, where I set out to expand our family's business without their knowledge.

Riley was made to run the company while I was gone. He was twenty-five years old when he started working in our company as acting CEO. I coordinated with him from my base in New York, working with him to take our business nationwide, and together, we have succeeded in achieving much more than I had ever dreamed of. Our company is much bigger and we have set up several branches in more than ten different countries. So it is safe to say that we are not just wealthy, we are famous and influential. I even indulged myself and satisfied my desire to own my brand, my own very company, one that bears my name and not my family's name.

But, It's been ten years since I left, and I think it is high time I come back home and sort out the issue with my family. That is why I came back for Riley's wedding, I was hoping to use this as an opportunity to speak to my parents and apologize for running away and abandoning my responsibilities.

Who would have thought that the wedding would be canceled after their bachelor/bachelorette party?

A part of me wants to blame myself for what is happening right now, but it's not my fault, is it?

...FLASHBACK...

I was in my hotel room, watching one of my favorite shows on TV when I noticed that someone was tampering with my door lock from outside. I turned off the light immediately and lay still on the bed, pretending to be asleep so I can catch whoever is trying to break into my room. This is so unacceptable, it could be one of our staffers that's stealing from our clients. I'll fucking deal with whoever it is, I'll not let this slide. I laid still and watched the door close, but no burglar walked in through that door, instead, I was greeted with the warm presence of a woman.

She nearly tripped and fell when she walked in through the door, and I realized that this is no burglar, it was just a very drunk woman that has no idea of where she is or what she is doing at the moment. She must be from the party downstairs and she reeks of alcohol. On the other hand, she is extremely beautiful, so curvy and elegant. I couldn't see her clearly because the room is very dark but I caught a clear glimpse of her stunning beauty when she walked in through the door. She staggered forward and slumped on the bed, heaving a sigh of relief as she enjoyed the comfy bed, my bed.

"Who is this woman and what the hell am I going to do with her?" I thought within me as I watched her lying face-down on the bed. There is absolutely nothing I can do to get her out of this room without creating a scene and embarrassing her. I'll just let her sleep off her highness, I'm sure she'll be somber in the morning and we can then sort out this misunderstanding. I'll have to take the couch tonight so she doesn't have crazy thoughts when she sees me by her side in the morning. I'm guessing she is one of Riley's guests and she is also going to be at the wedding tomorrow, it would be a shame if she creates a scene at my brother's wedding because of me, my parents would never forgive me.

I tried to gently move out of the bed so I don't wake her up, then she stretched her hand and grabbed me, making me still in my movement. She touched my bare chest with her soft warm hands, sending shivers down my spine. Then she raised her head and squinted her eyes to gaze properly at me, causing my heart to beat faster as I anticipated her reaction when she notices my presence. Surprisingly, she doesn't scream or scurry away when she saw me, instead, she flirted with me, moving her soft, warm palm on my chest, sending warm tingles all over my body. From her words, I could tell that she is so drunk and she is mistaking me for someone else, my rational side was telling me to stop her but my body was sending different signals to my brain, eliminating every sane thought from my head.

No woman has ever made me feel this good. My chest is filled with her sweet fragrance, pulling me closer to her, I know the right thing to do was to stop her because I am not who she thinks I am, but I wanted this, I wanted her so badly, which is so weird because I don't even know her. She kissed me passionately, moaning into the kiss as she kissed me all over, eliciting a groan out of me. I tried to, believe me, I really wanted to stop her, but it felt so good as she pleasures me, it felt so fucking good. I know she wouldn't remember a thing by tomorrow, so I relaxed and let her suck me off, sending waves and waves of pleasure rippling through my whole body as she takes my dick in her mouth like a pro, taking me to the back of her throat like a fucking expert. Damn! I nearly released my cum in her throat.

I've never experienced something like this in my whole life. The fact that she is still a virgin is quite surprising. I couldn't leave her in her aroused state after she just pleasured me so well. I decided to return the favor and make her feel as good as she just made me feel. I was heading down to her juicy honeypot when she mentioned a name that made me pause immediately,

"Yes Riley, that feels so fucking good." She moaned out in pleasure, making me halt, as I tried to comprehend her words. It's got to be another Riley, right