A Wild Night With A Drunk Billionaire

"It was on Wednesday! A doom day. A day I will never forget. Just like the date of my birth, this was the date of my death I saw with my very eyes... Just a moment of negligence, my world upside down."

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A black Mercedes car suddenly stopped in front of an apartment building. The driver wore a black suit, black sleeve and black eyeglasses. The young man sitting at the front seat with him looked tense.

"You better not mess with me," the driver said and paused. "Go and accomplish my Boss' mission. I'm giving you five minutes to come back with her."

He spoke with so much authority and his voice was very deep. The young man he was talking to, opened the door of the car without a reply and his name was Douglas.

When he got to the door, he took a deep breath and tried to relieve himself from any evidence of fear. He readjusted his shirt, then put on a fake smile before he knocked on the door.

"Please, forgive me Elisa. I need to do this to save my life, otherwise your boyfriend will be a dead man in the next moment," he thought. At the end of his thought, a gorgeous young lady opened the door.

"My love," she said with a sparkling smile and they embraced before Douglas entered the sitting room.

"I have a surprise for you," he said as they held hands and walked towards the middle of the sitting room.

"Where is it?" The lady asked and her name was Elisa.

"It's a special surprise. You need to put on one of your best gowns. I will blindfold your eyes before taking you out of this house."

"Are you kidding me?" She chuckled and sat down. She looked into Douglas' eyes and saw that he looked anxious.

"There is something you are not telling me," she said. Douglas moved closer to her and said,

"I want to spice up our relationship. You are very special to me. I want to treat you in a unique way every day of my life. If I don't do that now, when will I do it?"

"Why is there so much fear in his eyes?" She asked.

"I have not done this before." He dragged his breath. "I can't tell her. She is my only hope. The only thing in exchange for my life," he thought and before he could say something, they both heard the sound of a car horn outside.

"Who came with you?" She asked and turned her face.

"It's the cabman. He is waiting for us. Please, don't ruin this arrangement." He walked up to the door and came back. He could no longer control his feelings.

"Hurry up and get dressed." He moved his hands with so much panic. Elisa reluctantly stood up, still looking at Douglas as she walked towards her bedroom.

"I hope she forgives me after this incident." He thought and hit his hands together. Seconds later, the driver pressed the horn of the car again. This made Douglas walk into the bedroom to hurry Elisa up. When he got there, he saw that Elisa had put on a red gown and was applying lipstick on her heart shaped lips. Douglas opened her wardrobe and brought out a black material and blindfolded her eyes.

"Be careful," she said and Douglas was trying to be fast so that the driver of the car would not come inside the house and destroy his plan. After blindfolding her eyes, he held her by hand and led her out of the house. Then they walked into the car and sat in the back seat and the man drove away.

Elisa noticed that despite the long period of driving, Douglas did not say a word, the car was grave-silent.

"Where is Douglas taking me to?" She shrugged and the continuous silence in the car made her uncomfortable. Nothing like this has happened before. Finally, the car stopped and Douglas held her down.

"Where are we going?" She tried to whisper it into Douglas' ear.

"Don't worry my love, I'm with you." He spoke with an increasing level of anxiety and she felt it.

In Elisa's dark world, she tried to interpret the outside world with her ears. She knew they were entering a building. She could hear the voices of people and all her confidence rested on her boyfriend, who was leading her by hand.

A few seconds later, she heard Douglas putting a key in the mouth of the door. Elisa immediately knew they were about to enter a room. It was a hotel room. Douglas opened the door and led Elisa close to the bed. He tickled her on her neck to ease her stiff face and she smiled.

Next, Douglas went to her back and was unzipping her gown.

"Stop!" She snapped. "What are you doing? We both agree to keep my virginity until our wedding night. What do you think you are doing?"

Douglas whispered to her right ear.

"I know. I just want to see what stuff you are made of. I'm emotionally dying in silence. Just seeing your natural adornment will calm my nerves."

"No, no. Douglas, it will arouse you."

"I promise I will not do anything stupid. Believe me," he held Elisa's hands as she was about to remove the covering of her eyes.

"Do you want to see what I'm putting on, is that all?" Elisa asked.

"Yes."

"Then why can't we do it at home? Is that the surprise you have for me?"

Hmm... Yes. Elisa, I want something new," he stammered. Elisa took a deep breath as she tried to reconsider Douglas' words.

"Please, help me out dearest. I covered your eyes so that you might feel comfortable. Just play along." He kissed her neck.

"This is weird," she thought as Douglas kept unzipping her gown until it fell on her legs.

Elisa was putting on a black lace bra and a white pants. As Douglas was about to remove her bra, she turned and said,

"Why do you want to remove my bra?"

"I thought you agreed some seconds ago? Elisa," he sweetened his voice. "I don't want to cheat on you. Seeing these things will ease me. In a few minutes, we are out of here." Then he moved to her back and removed the bra.

"I don't think this is a good idea."

"Just wait and help me out. Let me do what I want to do."

"Douglas, please promise me you will not force me to have sex with you."

"I'm not going to have sex with you."

"Okay!" She took a breath of relief.

Douglas bent down and pulled down her pants. Elisa couldn't hold herself again. She sniffed and said when she felt she had been exposed.

"Can I remove the fold on my eyes?"

"No. I will tell you when to do it." Douglas said and his eyes came in contact with the wall clock. It was a few minutes to seven and the day was almost turning dark. He removed the bracelet from her hand.

"Does he want to bathe me? Why did he remove my bracelet?" She thought.

And as Douglas was about to remove her necklace, his phone rang. Douglas quickly silenced the phone and returned it to his pocket.

"Please wait for me, I'm coming back." He kissed Elisa's right cheek and he went out of the room and closed the door.

About five minutes later, Elisa heard the creaking of the door and the footsteps of someone entering the room, then the door was locked.

"Douglas? Where did you go?" She asked, but the person kept quiet. She sensed that the person was taking off his clothes and the light went off. And before Elisa could remove the fold used to blindfold her eyes, a

a stranger pushed her and she fell on her bed.

"Douglas! Douglas!!" She shouted. "I told you this was a bad idea. You can't resist it." She struggled and suddenly became frightened as she felt the palms of a different man.

The very first thing she noticed was that this person was drunk. She could perceive the alcoholic wine on his entire body. The man overpowered her, but he found it difficult to penetrate. As he tried to maneuver his manhood into her body, Elisa shouted. Pain impulses distributed through her entire body.

"Ah....a," she cried out and opened her mouth. "I have not done it before. Please stop."

The stranger was not touched by her words. All he wanted was to gain access to her body. It was as if this was what he had been waiting for. Finally he penetrated her and she felt a tire. The pain was so intense that she couldn't struggle again and she felt no iota of pleasure at the first instance.

"Douglas, why did you do this to me," tears came out of her eyes and the room was very dark.

After the man had had his way on Elisa for the first four minutes. He suddenly got angry and shouted at Elisa.

"Why are you calling another man's name when I'm on top of you?"

"Who are you? Please, let me go. Please, please." She cried out. "I have not done this before. Please," she added.

"That was the very reason I bought you. I have paid a large sum of money for this. You better keep quiet, or I will call my men to also have their way on you. Should I call them?" He threatened Elisa and a large wave of alcoholic smell fed her nose.

"No...no, please." She replied with an innocent and fearful tone. Her toes and fingers were shaking, and her eyes could not stop bringing out tears.

"You are mine until I will set you free by tomorrow morning. Let me enjoy you as I wish." He was lying on her when he was saying all those words and he continued,

"Immediately as I found it difficult to penetrate you, I knew that my money was not a waste. You are worth every bit of what I paid for. I want you to willingly open your legs and let me do what I came here to do without stress. Why must you stress me? Is it not what you have bargained for?

Won't you have a share of the money I paid?"

"No," and before she said more words, the man shouted at her.

"Keep your words to yourself. I'm here to enjoy myself. I don't want to hear a word from you again." He paused for a while and the influence of the alcohol made him raise his voice again even when Elisa had kept quiet.

"Will you stress me again?" He waited for Elisa to answer him. When Elisa did not say a word, he shouted louder.

"Am I talking to somebody?"

"No... Sir," she stammered, "I will not stress you again. She begged with a narrow voice. The man stood up and went to the door. He removed the key from the mouth of the door and picked up his trousers on the floor and kept the key.

"It's you and I tonight," he laughed coldly and climbed the bed again. Elisa could not see his face and he refused to turn on the light. He has his way on Elisa again, but this time, he did it without any resistance from Elisa. In silence, Elisa bit her lower lip and wept. After a long thrust, he climaxed and roared at his last thrust. Elisa was lying flat on the bed without moving any part of her body. She was very weak.

The man stood up and entered the bathroom, then Elisa removed the cloth from her eyes fully. She could only see with only her right eyes during the whole process. Elisa thought of running out of the room. But a few seconds later, the man came out of the bathroom and said,

"Are you thinking of running away?"

"No. No Sir." She replied in fear and dragged herself to the wall. The man picked up his trousers and threw them at her.

"The key is inside. If you like, run out of the room, I will track you down. By then, you have complicated matters for yourself." He went back into the bathroom and Elisa held her two legs against herself like a fugitive. The trousers kept oozing patchouli's fragrance and she pushed the trousers away. The action of the man made Elisa hate the smell of his perfume and she started sobbing again when the thought of Douglas struck her heart.

"Douglas sold me to this beast. Why? What have I done to him? Is he that heartless? He sleeps in my house, I feed him. What have I done to deserve this? He betrayed my trust to the worst circumstances. Why did I act so foolishly?" She paused her thought and continued, "he was my boyfriend, why will I not trust him to some certain degree?" She asked herself.

"We have been struggling to survive right from college. He was there when my dad stopped funding my education. I was there when he lost both parents. We loved each other, but right now, he betrayed me and crushed my heart. Do normal humans act like this? I can't even run away. How can he track me down? Is he saying Douglas will bring me here again? Am I that foolish?" She turned her eyes to his trousers.

"The key to the door is before my reach. Why can't I take it and run away? Don't you think such a beast will have some men guilding him? What if they got hold of me and brought me back to him? What will be my fate if they return me to this beast? How can I withstand him again?" She took a deep breath and added. "I guess he has had enough of me. There is no need to run away."

Elisa had many minutes to speak to herself as the stranger took enormous time in the bathroom. Finally, the man came out of the bathroom. The opening of the door made her realize her present situation. Her breathing became high again and she tightened her body.

"Won't you take your bath?"

For the first time, the man spoke like someone who has blood in his veins. His concern took away the heavy burden on Elisa's shoulders and without hesitation, she stood up and said,

"Yes Sir, thank you Sir."

"Don't call me Sir, but call me your Master." He held her neck and kissed her right cheek.

"Go into the bathroom and take your bath. Your master is waiting for you on the bed."

His tone resumed his beast like nature. Elisa entered the bathroom and in tears, she looked at her private part and saw stains of blood. This made her wept the more as she took her bath. She was still in the middle of bathing when she heard his voice raising up in aggression.

"What are you still doing there? How long will it take you to come to join me on the bed? Why it take you a lifetime to take your bath?"

Elisa quickly increased the shower and rinsed the foams from her body. Some seconds after, she stepped into the dark room and lay on the bed close to the man. She could hear her breath, and the man climbed her and penetrated her again.

"You better moan to make me enjoy what I'm doing or else..."

Elisa did not wait for him to finish before she faked her moaning. As she moaned, tears slided down her eyes to her ears and suddenly, there was a heavy downpour that night. It was as if the rain was giving him extra strength to go on without stopping. And at a point, the man asked her to laugh as he played with her breasts.

After a very long thrust, he collapsed on her body without care, and he was breathing heavily after exhausting all his strength. Elisa didn't have the gods to push him away. She waited to see if he would leave. A few minutes later, she heard the man snoring lightly close to her ear. Then Elisa carefully turned her body and the man slided on the bed.

"What should I do?" She thought and looked at the man, but her heartbeat was rapid and pulling itself against her ribs.

"....The key is inside. If you like, run out of the room, I will track you down. By then, you have complicated matters for yourself..."

As she remembered what the man said some hours ago, he lost the desire to run out of the room. And because she was very tired, she slept off.

Early this next morning, she was the first to wake up and the man was deeply asleep. She summoned boldness and left the bed without making any sound. And whenever the bed made a sound, she would pause. The room was still dark. She stretched out and took the man's trousers and as she was about to bring out the key, it mistakenly fell from her hand and hit the ground. She felt the shock, widened her eyes and put her two hands to her mouth. The sound of the key made the man stretch his hands and turn himself on the bed.

"I'm finished!" She thought and felt a lightning bolt striking through her heart.

"You are mine," the man somniloquist and fell back asleep. When he gradually went back to sleep, Elisa took the key and wore her gown, but held her shoes in her hand. Without making any noise, she moved to the door, opened it and went out of the hotel.

When she came out, the rain was still falling but with less intensity. Inside the rain, she walked away from the hotel building. To her, it was a house of terror. She never felt the rain dropping on her body and she kept looking back to see if anyone was following her.

Her entire body was shivering. She stood alone on the street waiting for a cab and the day was still dark. Then she saw a car coming from her right. She quickly waved her two hands.

"Please help me!" She cried out.

The car stopped and before the cabman would say anything, Elisa burst into tears.

"Please take me from here, I was robbed." She wanted to gain sympathy from the driver. Reluctantly, the man allowed her into the car with her wet gown. Elisa sat in the back seat and folded her hands together. She was cold.

"Where are you going?" The driver asked.

"23, Reynolds estate," she replied with a fluctuating tone. The driver kept looking at her with a rear mirror from time to time and there was much curiosity on his face.

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped at Elisa's house. She opened her wet small bag and paid the driver. She came down from the car and ran to her door. She tried to open the door, but the door was locked inside. She hit the door with all her energy and the banging echoed afar.

Some minutes later, the door opened from the inside. In ferocity, she pushed the door. The first thought that came into her head in splits of second was,

"What is this bastard doing in my house?" She thought.

"Get out of my house. You demon." She shouted at the top of her voice. She was like a mad woman. Douglas was putting on his blue nightgown. She dragged his gown and wanted to push him out the house, but Douglas resisted her and knelt down.

"Please forgive me," he begged. "I can explain. Please listen to me."

"After betraying me, after making me lose my virginity? You still have the audacity to sleep in my house. If I had a gun, I would have killed you on a spot. It doesn't matter how many years I spend in jail." The cold in her body left at once and she kept vibrating and she didn't give Douglas time to speak. Douglas knelt down and his two hands were together.

"Please, listen to me," he begged again. His tone of begging kept irritating Elisa and when she thought about the painful penetration and without any sign of sympathy from that stranger, tears rushed out of her eyes.

"You sold me like a commodity. You fooled me like a goat."

"I can explain. Please listen to me," he replied.

"I can only listen to you when you are out of my house. There is no way I can listen to your garbage words while your feet are inside my house." She pointed outside her door. Douglas saw her firmness then stood up and went out, while Elisa jammed the door and locked it inside. She rested the back her head on the door and held her head with her hands.

"I'm sorry. You saved my life." Douglas shouted outside, but Elisa did not reply to him.

"I'm sorry. I gambled and I couldn't pay. The money was too big. They wanted to take my life. There was no way I would have survived it. I'm sorry," he changed his voice. I would have been a dead man by now if not for you."

"I would have preferred that you were dead." She shouted. "I don't have anything to do with you anymore. It's over. I survived your plot. You sold the person you claimed to love. I can never have anything to do with you. I almost lost my life because you love gambling. I wonder why I became so blind to have allowed you into my life to this extent?"

She left the door and with an aggressive walk, she went into the room, took Douglas' bags. She opened the wardrobe in anger and dragged Douglas' clothes from the hangers and some were falling. With force, she pressed the clothes into the two black bags. In a rush, she came out of the room and briskly walked through the sitting room and opened the door. Douglas thought she had decided to have a change of mind. What he saw next was Elisa throwing his bags on him.

"Where will I go?" He caught his bags.

"To hell with you." She jammed the door again and locked it. "You would have thought of that before selling me to a beast."

"I love you," he shouted. Those words brought Elisa to the window. Elisa was on her way to the room when Douglas said those words.

"You love who? Me? She touched her chest and she couldn't hold her tears.

"You never loved me. I'm just a tool in your hands. I never knew how I was blind to this moment. Do you think if you knee down and beg me, I will accept you back to my life? Am I mad? Or insane? You are not progressing my life. You are dragging me backward."

"But you saved my life from those bad guys....I have no place to call home." Douglas shouted.