A Virgin for A Cold Billionaire

Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

I was in a yellow taxi, occasionally looking at the scenery in the window. For some unknown reason, my heart was beating faster, as if to hint that something bad was about to happen. Let's hope that never happened to me.

I heard a familiar voice that coincided with this yellow cab stopping because of the red light. I quickly opened my bag and searched for the object that was the source of the sound I had been hearing. When I got it, I saw a familiar name on the screen.

"What does Dad want? It is like he can't believe I am going to his office," I muttered, exasperated.

I pressed a green phone-shaped icon and put the phone to my right ear. The yellow cab was still stopped, and I could see that quite a few cars had also stopped. The sunlight was streaming into the cab, so I felt too dazzled to look ahead.

Me: "Hello, Dad?"

I hope Dad did not ask for weird things, because I was really annoyed by his over-the-top behavior!

Dad: "Hello. Where are you, Lizzy?"

Me: "I am in a yellow cab, Dad. I will be right there."

If I had not said that, Dad would have thought that I was just pretending. How could a man like him be my biological father, anyway? How annoying!

Dad: "Are you still far away?"

I could only roll my eyes, annoyed by the ridiculous question. Did he know that it takes time to get to his office area and there was a probably that I can get stuck in traffic?

Me: "I do not think it is too far, but there is a red light here, so the yellow cab has to stop. If there is no traffic, it will probably take about twenty minutes to get there."

Dad: "Okay. When you get here, just go straight to the ninth floor."

Oh, please. What Dad said was too much, as if I had never been to his office!

Me: "Sure, Dad. I will."

Dad: "Okay."

I was very relieved, because Dad ended the phone call right away. Well, that was better, because I did not want to make small talk with him. The traffic light, which had been red, now turned green, so all the cars, including the taxi I was in, were running as before.

"Why was I asked to come to Dad's office, anyway? What kind of important business is it that I have to go there? It is a good thing I am not working part-time today." I complained in a low voice.

Yeah. Today was supposed to be a nice rest day, but it turned into hell because my dad forced me to go to the office for no apparent reason. Huh! I would better try to enjoy this trip, even though I was really sick of it.

I put the phone back into the bag and did not forget to close it properly so that the items in there would not fall out. My heart was beating fast again as if to signal me to stay alert and not let my guard down.

"Why am I like this? Oh my God, I hope everything is okay."

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Twenty minutes later, this yellow cab finally stopped in front of a fairly grand office building. I opened my bag and pulled out a few bills from my wallet according to the meter. After that, I paid the fare to the driver and then got off as soon as possible.

The sun was shining so brightly that I felt uncomfortable, so I rushed into the building without thinking. When I got to the lobby, I saw only a few people, and it was not very crowded. This was astonishing, but I did not have time to observe my surroundings, as I had to get to the elevator as soon as possible so that I could go to the ninth floor.

From the main lobby, I immediately turned to the left, and there were many elevators. I saw a few people already standing in front of the elevator doors and soon the doors opened, so they got in. "Damn! I was too late!"

I had to walk faster because I did not want to experience the same thing. I stopped in front of the elevator doors where no one else was and immediately looked at the screen that displayed the number seventeen, so it was still a long way to get to the first floor. Before I could press the button, I saw that a hand had pressed it first.

I was both relieved and curious, so I glanced to the right. As it turned out, there was a man wearing a formal suit. Not only that, he was so tall that I had to lift my face up to see his face clearly. The man had brown-blonde hair and a solid jaw.

Oh, my God! He is so handsome! Hey, Lizzy! You already have a lover, so you should not be looking at other men's good looks. Be faithful to your lover! My mind reprimanded me, so as soon as possible I gasped and then turned my face towards the elevator door.

It was a good thing that the stranger was not angry with me because I had looked at him. I had to focus on my original goal of meeting Dad and not be distracted by anything else, including the presence of the opposite sex.

Soon, the elevator doors opened, and we entered. Again, the man in the black suit pressed the button first, and I did the same after he was done. The elevator doors automatically closed and then moved upwards. I could feel the silence, but it was a very natural thing to happen.

Suddenly the elevator stopped moving, and even the lights turned off by themselves. Suddenly, the terrible memory of being locked in a cramped, dark room for a long time came back, and the panic attack was unavoidable.

"I am scared! I am scared!"

Spontaneously I squatted down while holding my head, then cried because I could not stand this situation. God, it was only fitting that before I got to this office building; I had a strange premonition that this was what was going to happen to me!

I heard the man's voice muttering in annoyance, "Tsk. Why did the power go out? Doesn't this building have a generator?"

I did not care about anything else and continued to cry because I hated being in a condition that made my phobia flare up. If I got to the office, I had to get angry with Dad and blame him for what had happened to me in the elevator!

I had not stopped crying yet, as fear still overwhelmed me. When would this torture end? Mom, help me!

"Are you okay, Miss?" The same male voice came back, but I ignored it. The terrible memory kept haunting me, so I could not think clearly.

I felt something touch my shoulder, but wait a minute. It was not a normal touch, but the guy was actually hugging! Who the hell did he think he was? I struggled with all my might, not wanting to be treated like that by a strange man.

"Let me go! Leave me alone!"

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Alexander Arlan Ainsley POV

I was surprised by the girl's unexpected reaction. Damn! This was the first time a woman had refused a hug. Usually, the women I met were happy to get naked and beg me so they could be my bed warmer.

She still rebelled, as if I were a contagious disease, but I did not give up and hugged her even tighter.

"Hey, calm down! I do not mean to be rude, but I just want to help calm you down. You are scared, aren't you? I am here to protect you." I was annoyed because this was the first time a woman had rejected me, and it hurt my ego.

I just wanted to hug her and calm her fears. Why was this girl getting hysterical in the dark? Could it be that she has claustrophobia [1] and nyctophobia? [2] I thought, curiously.

Miraculous. After I said that, this girl did not even rebel anymore and instead stayed still in my arms. Yeah, things were better now, because there was no need for drama, like pushing my body around. Her sobs were still audible, though very quiet.

"Do not be afraid. I am right here," I whispered to her.

Without realizing it, I stroked her long hair and reflexively kissed the top of her head. I could smell the sweet fragrance of shampoo. Suddenly, the male instinct that has never felt a touch from any woman rose up unbidden. I wanted to do intimate things with her.

No! What are you doing, stupid? Do not be a pervert! Why did you have to smell that girl's shampoo? I cursed myself for being as reckless as I was.

I tried to calm my heart and neutralize the passion that was rising uncontrollably, though it was very difficult to do. We fell silent, and the silence in the elevator returned. What should I do now? I was not sure I could hold myself back any longer, especially with this girl still in my arms.

If this lust had not normalized yet, I hope it did not let my junior wake up and harden on its own. I hoped that would not be happening because I did not want to hurt this girl.

Suddenly there was a sound from the elevator intercom, which distracted me. What was going on? Did he have something to say? Why, after all this time, was someone calling into the elevator? What did the engineering team do? If they were employees of my company, I would have scolded them for neglecting passenger safety!

"Hello, this is engineering. Is there anyone in the elevator?" Someone asked, so I spontaneously snorted, having waited too long and interrupted our romance.

"Yes, there are people here. My fiancé and I have been trapped for a long time!" I replied irritably, while still hugging the girl, who managed to make desire rise unbidden.

"Sorry, sir. The power is out and our generator is broken. We will try as quickly as possible to get the power back to normal."

"Do something! My fiancé is scared!" When in reality, I was very happy for the power to stay out longer, so I could cuddle with this woman longer.

Well, if the electricity had not been operating, then she and I would not be where we are now. The woman, whose face I had not seen yet, was silent. Was she enjoying our embrace or thinking about something else? I was very curious and wanted to know more about this girl.

"I apologize again, ladies and gentlemen. We need about twenty to thirty minutes from now."

"Hurry up, we are both going to an important meeting!" Actually, I was the one who was going to the meeting and for the meeting to start at eleven in the afternoon and now it was probably still past ten, which meant that I was not late.

I almost forgot about the meeting with Rayner because of the spontaneous increased libido. Damn! This girl really made me almost lose control!

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen. We will try to make it as soon as possible. Sorry for the inconvenience."

The voice on the intercom disappeared. I was relieved that there was no more interruption.

"Why did you say with the officer talking on the intercom that I was your fiancé?" the girl asked in a displeased tone. Then she hit my chest as if trying to break free from the embrace.

I embraced the fierce woman again so that her head was close to my chest. It was strange. Why did I not seem to want her to leave my arms now? I felt comfortable being close to and holding her. For the first time, I felt like I wanted to be a man who wanted to own, take care of and protect a woman. Why am I becoming like this?

"I was just reflexively answering. I am sorry," I replied softly.

Did I just apologize to someone? This was truly a miracle. Anyone who knew me intimately would have laughed out loud if they heard that one word come out of my mouth. Fortunately, there was only me and her in the elevator, so no one dared to mock me.

We both fell silent and to be honest, I did not care about the power failure or anything else, except for the woman in my arms. I only wanted her!

Amidst the silence, she suddenly said to me, "Sir, there is no need to hug me anymore. I feel better already."

This girl's voice sounded shaky, and I knew she was lying. Hey! Why was I even more unwilling for her to leave me? Fuck! There was something wrong with me!

"Are you serious? It is cramped and dark in here. Are you really sure you are feeling better?" I asked in a dubious tone and hoped she would stay in this position.

The girl fell silent and started touching my cheeks with both hands. The touch surprised me. My libido, which had dropped a bit, rose again on its own and I was already eager to kiss her lips.

"I am fine, sir. Thank you for caring about me," she replied, softly.

Shit! Her voice was even more arousing, and I did not want this beautiful thing to end quickly! I had to get her identity!

"Who is your name?" I asked again, without preamble.

She remained silent and would not answer the question, which made me very curious. Normally, I would not ask for a girl's name under normal circumstances except in business relationships. However, why did a girl like her manage to make me do silly things all at once? This was out of the ordinary and my first time.

I could not let go of this soft-spoken woman. She was the woman I was going to make my wife, and this was the girl type I was looking for!

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[1] Claustrophobia is a phobia or severe fear of closed cramped spaces.

[2] Nyctophobia is a severe fear or phobia of the dark or night.

Alexander Arlan Ainsley POV

The girl remained silent. I would not say I liked this silence, so instinct took over. Even in the darkness, I could feel that her body was near me. I touched her lips with my finger, then gently kissed her lips. She seemed to stiffen because she did not expect that I could do such an act. Before long, we were kissing passionately.

She pushed my body away, but I returned to lap at her lips deeply, intensely, hotly, and passionately. I did not want to let go of the girl who had managed to turn me on. It was not that easy for a woman to get a hug and a kiss from me!

"My name is Arletta." Finally, after a long period of silence, the girl answered, but she did so with difficulty. I deliberately ended the kiss, to give her time to take in oxygen after the passionate kiss.

"What is your full name?" I asked gently.

You finally said your name, my dear! I was so happy to have gotten her name, but I need her legal full name.

"Arletta McDowell," she replied, stating her full name.

"Arletta, call me Arlan. Do not call me Master," I whispered softly in her ear and I kissed her sweet, addictive lips again.

We kissed with our tongues wrapped around each other. One of my hands was on her waist, and the other was pressed against her nape so she could not escape. My tongue swept over her lips and tongue so that we were both partaking in passion. This was crazy. Under normal circumstances, I would not want to get to know any woman, but this girl managed to make my blood boil and my male instincts rise.

I did not know how long we kissed, but then the electricity suddenly turned on. I realized it and she immediately broke the hug. Suddenly, there was another voice on the intercom, which definitely interrupted our feverish activities.

"I am sorry, ladies and gentlemen. The power is on, but there is not enough power to move the elevator. Please wait another ten minutes." The same person's voice came back, and I stared coldly at the intercom.

"Okay," I replied flatly, annoyed at having ruined my happiness.

Tsk! What a nuisance, I scolded.

This was the first time I had felt such deep passion with a girl, especially since we both kissed passionately earlier. But a sudden power outage and the voice of an engineering officer on the intercom ended our fervent kiss, and it was so annoying!

"Thank you for your time, ladies and gentlemen." The male voice on the intercom disappeared again.

The girl and I looked at each other. I could see her face clearly. She was very beautiful and her cheeks were flushed, probably because she was embarrassed to have kissed me, a stranger she had never met.

"Why are you kissing me? Do not play games with me," she said, softly. This girl again tried to break away from my embrace.

"I am not playing with you, Letta. I kissed you out of natural male instinct," I explained gently to her.

I did not know why, but with this girl, I just wanted to show my softness. Normally, I would not be like this and prefer girls to stay away from me. Arletta raised one eyebrow, and the cell phone rang at an inopportune moment. I picked it up, then saw the assistant's name displayed on the screen, and without hesitation, answered his call.

Me: "Hello, Tom."

I glanced at Arletta. The girl had already returned to the back corner to the right of the elevator.

Thomas Glekston: "Hello, sir. Have you arrived at Mr Rayner's office?"

Me: "Yes, I am already at his office building. Tom, call Rayner McDowell. Tell him that I am here, but I have been stuck in the elevator since the power went out. I should be at his office in about ten to twenty minutes."

Thomas Glekston: "Yes, sir."

I ended the call and moved to where Arletta was. I grabbed her right hand and brought her head to my chest.

"Letta. Do not go. I have a meeting at eleven. Can you wait for me? I want to have lunch alone with you," I whispered as I stroked her head.

I volunteered to take a girl to lunch? That was a miracle! Damn it! I did not give a fuck meeting with Rayner, because I wanted to spend more time with this girl! Arletta's hair was long and shiny black, but I wanted to see her beautiful face again.

"I have to meet someone. I can't promise." Arletta said in a soft voice, but I could still hear it.

"Then give me your cell phone number, Letta. I am not a man who plays with my words." I said firmly but still gently so that she would not misunderstand.

"I can't do it." She rejected my wishes, but I was not going to give up so easily!

"Why can't you?" I asked, surprised.

I let go of the hug and held her cheeks with both hands. We looked at each other. The girl who had succeeded in making my desires rise had not yet answered, which made me curious.

"Are you married?" I asked further with a soft voice intonation. I had to make sure that this girl was not the wife of another man.

I saw Arletta shaking her head. I was really relieved and happy. However, I wanted her to answer the question with her sweet lips.

"Honey, answer me. I am not a guy who wants a short-term relationship. Do you already have a fiancé and are getting married soon?"

I asked that question so that I could find out whether there was a chance to be with her or not. If Arletta said 'yes', then even if it hurt, I would withdraw her as soon as possible.

"No, I do not. I do not have a fiancé, but I already have a boyfriend. I feel bad for him like I am betraying him." Arletta's answer made me both happy and amazed.

Arletta was the loyal type of girl. This was the girl I had been looking for all this time. I did not give a fuck with the fact that I stole her kiss because I got carried away with my male instincts. And what the hell with her boyfriend? I was getting more and more determined to get this girl to be mine ultimately.

"It does not matter. He is just a boyfriend and not even a fiancé yet, which means I still have a chance. Just give me your cell phone number." I persistently persuaded Arletta, not wanting to lose track of this girl.

"I am sorry I can't do it." She rejected my wishes with unwavering firmness.

Shit! This is the first time I have ever felt this weird, even to the point of getting excited about a girl, but all I got was a rejection from Arletta! This could not be allowed!

Suddenly, the elevator moved by itself. It did not take much longer that the elevator was already moving to the ninth floor. Damn! I did not want to let Arletta go just like that! Why was this girl so hard to conquer?

"Thank you, Mr. Arlan. Goodbye."

I reflexively grabbed her right hand. My heart ached when Arletta said goodbye.

"There is no goodbye between us, my dear. We will meet again and I firmly believe that." I said with confidence.

We both got out of the elevator, and I still had her right hand in my grip. Arletta threw my hand away and passed very quickly from my sight. I did not know which direction she went, because the beautiful girl even ran so fast that her body was no longer visible to me.

I exhaled heavily and rushed into Rayner McDowell's office. While waiting for Rayner, I saw the girl talking to the man in his office and could faintly hear her calling my future business partner "Dad."

I had no idea that Rayner McDowell had such a beautiful daughter. I thought she might be someone else or might be his niece. Ten minutes later, Arletta came out of Rayner's room. The long-haired woman walked without turning around at all. Perhaps she was going to see her boyfriend?

I will get you, my dear. Wait for me, we will definitely get married. You have aroused my passion. You, too, will be Mrs. Alexander Arlan Ainsley! I resolved firmly in my heart.

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