He's Obsessed With Her

The first rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. The sound of birds chirping outside the window could be heard faintly in the background.

The fresh sheets on the bed were neatly made, and the air was cool and crisp. A gentle breeze wafted in through the slightly open window, carrying with it the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

Kayla opened her eyes slowly, the rays of the sun hit directly at her face. The first thing she saw was the silver colored curtains in the large room. The long chandelier hung from the center of the room. She tried to get up, but felt a sense of soreness.

Was she dreaming? How on earth did she get here? Who brought her here?

The events of the previous night came flooding. She clearly remembered that people were chattering and the sound of the music could be heard from afar. She could remember the sound of the glass wine cups when the people toasted.

She drank too much. She remembered a man telling her to stop drinking and return home, but she didn't listen. She also recalled someone carry her into a hotel room, but left after he received a call.

She rushed for the blanket, but realized someone was on the bed with her. He tightly wrapped her hands around her, making her feel dizzy. She could feel butterflies in her belly when he touched her. She had never felt this way before, and she smiled lightly as a blush appeared on her face.

She felt so hot as his body pressed on hers. His breathe felt so hot when he brought his face closer to hers. It seemed as though she was being watched. She could see the shadow of a man in black by the window, a little smile formed at the corner of his lips.

His kiss was slow and soft, like in the romance movies she had watched. His firm hands moved down to her legs, ripping her gown apart from the center. Kayla felt somewhat embarrassed when the strange man tore her dress.

She felt a wave of pleasure rush over her, and she tried so hard to surpress it. "No please", she muttered. It seemed like there was another force controlling the man when he forcefully pinned her hands to the bed.

He spread her legs apart and entered her slowly.

"Ouch", she cried out subconsciously. " That hurts". A drop of tear rolled down her face.

He stopped immediately. His eyes were filled with so much lust. " Are you a virgin?", he asked.

She was speechless from the pain. He caressed her forehead. " That makes it sweeter".

She could feel him thrust deeper and harder, grunting with every single thrust. She clutched the bedsheet tight and bit her lips to ease the pain.

She turned her face slightly and saw the side of the man. His curly black hair covered part of his face. She suddenly froze. " How could I have had sex with this man. I have no idea who he is", she asked herself.

Her face turned pale. Strange feelings washed through her body. She had to leave before he woke up. She carefully removed his hands from her waist and got out of the bed.

The pain in between her thighs made her feel weak. She held onto the edge of the bed and went down on her knees.

She managed to stand on her feet, holding the walls for support. She looked at her dress. It was torn up to the waist point.

She looked around the room, there was a spare piece of cloth on the table. She reached for it and skillfully tied it around her waist. She grabbed her purse, everything was intact.

She quietly moved towards the door and turned the key without making a sound. She looked around the hotel hallway to make sure there was no one to stop her.

Just as Kayla left the room, the man in the room opened his eyes. He looked around sharply and noticed she had left.

There was a knock on the door, it was the butler. He had lived with the young master's family for over twenty years.

" Come in", the man answered, his voice as cold as ice.

"She left", the butler said, feeling somewhat guilty.

The man ignored him. He lazily reached for his clothes and began to put them on.

" Should I find her?", the butler asked.

The man heard the question, and his body started to shake. He trembled as he looked down on the bed and saw the red spot of blood on the bedsheet. He smiled inwardly as he remembered the sweet taste of the woman the previous night.

As soon as he touched her, his body which has been silent for many years immediately reacted. He realized that he didn't get the sickening and disgusting feeling he got whenever a woman came near him.

He put on his clothes and sat on the sofa, his long legs stretched out like a king, his eyes closed. He did not say a word, but had a cold look on his face.

The butler was so scared that cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead.

"I'm really sorry young master, it's all my fault she left".

The man closed his eyes as if he did not hear him, his expression sluggish like he had just woken from sleep.

Although the butler appeared calm on the outside, he was apprehensive in saying, "I shouldn't have let them drug you, nor should I have concealed the main reason your father asked you to return to the country".

The old man was relieved that the young master had started to have feelings for women. He, Mr Leon, had finally solved the family's worries. The young master avoided any contact with women. This was a secret the family dreaded telling.

When he was younger, he was considered immature to be in a relationship. Now, he was twenty-seven, and he did not even have a girlfriend. The people around him were all men, causing the family to begin to doubt his sexual orientation.

"Who is she?", the man finally spoke.

The old man replied with embarrassment. "The entire family has been worried, about your sexual orientation, people have already started talking. I planned to arrange a woman for you to sleep with, but there was a mistake, and this lady was brought in by the bodyguard. By the time we realized, it was already late, nothing could be done".

The young master stared at the old man without saying a word. The important thing was that it was now clear the young master wasn't a homosexual, he had sexual feelings for women.

The man's eyes sank. Yes, he didn't know the woman. But if it wasn't for her, he would have slept with another woman arranged by the butler. No woman had ever touched him, and the thought of it alone made him sick.

" I need every information about her", the man commanded.

" Yes master", the butler responded.

The man's eyes which always appeared cold and empty were now somewhat filled with emotions. The feelings were quite new, he had never felt them before.

When Kayla got to the dressing room in the building, it was empty. Everyone had already left. She turned to the huge mirror at the far end of the room, she could see her reflection clearly.

She looked closely at her shoulders and neck, they were covered with hickeys. Kayla was agitated. If she were to be seen like this, she would surely be at the top of news, and that would definitely give her a bad reputation.

The reputation of every female actress was indeed precious, as a little mistake could ruin one for life, and even take her out of the entertainment circle. The entertainment market had abandon some actresses because of the chaos in their private lives.

She needed to rush home and clean up properly, and she headed for the elevator. The elevator had only reached the third floor. She decided to take off the piece of cloth around her waist and wrap it around her shoulders like it was a shawl. Soon, she was on the second floor.

She didn't want to be recognized, so she lowered her head and brought her hair forward to cover her face. She hurried out of the passage and failed to notice the news casters and reporters gathered at the entrance of the hotel.

As soon as she got out, someone whispered to the person beside her. "Isn't that Kayla? She wouldn't dare dress like that. Look at her dress, it's torn up to the waist point", one of the reporters said.

" Kayla ", a lovely voice came from behind her.

The voice sounded really loud in the quiet lobby. Kayla turned around and saw the pretty lady. It was Anna Dickson.

"It's really you", Anna said, her voice filled with sarcasm.

"Anna Dickson is here!", the reporters ran towards her and began taking pictures.

"What's the problem with you? You always seem to be on my neck", Kayla said quietly, the sore from her body weighing her down.

Anna touched her long hair and smirked lightly. "The producer expressed his appreciation to you for a work we'll done just last night, and this morning, you're seen walking out of the hotel where he passed the night. What happened between you both? "

Anna knew what had happened. She called the reporters this morning in a bid to embarrass Kayla, and possibly have her thrown out of the entertainment circle.

Kayla chuckled slightly. "You showed up at the same hotel early this morning, didn't you also have something to do with the producer too? "

"Donald, my fiancé drank so much last night, and I had to stay up and look after him", Anna said with a cunning smile. "I'm not a cheap thing as you are. Donald and I are engaged, and if I can remember, you're still single. Am I right?"

Hearing his name, Kayla froze for a short while, then adjusted herself. She reminded herself that she wasn't supposed to be moved by Anna's harsh words.

"It shouldn't be any of your business", Kayla turned to leave the hotel.

Anna would never let her go so easily. Unexpectedly, she pulled the shawl off Kayla's neck.

"Ohh my bad. I'm really sorry Kayla, it was mistake". She pretended to gasp, but her heart leaped with so much joy.

Some parts of her neck and shoulder were now visible in the brightness of the day, and the people could see the hickeys clearly.

All the reporters were astonished.

"Miss Kayla, were you really with the producer last night? Aren't you aware he has a wife and children? I'm sure you do know this could cost you your career".

She couldn't escape, she was closely surrounded by the reporters. The light from different cameras kept flashing, and she could hear the click sound made by the cameras.

Kayla was forced to step back, she had no idea what those reporters were saying. She looked towards Anna's direction and noticed that there was a wide smile on her face. She knew that her dreams of becoming an actress were about to come to an end.

Without thinking twice, Kayla completely forgot about the hickeys and stood in the hotel lobby for the reporters to take the pictures.

Suddenly, a warm body pulled up behind her. She could feel the presence of the man. The cologne from his suit filled the entire lobby. Then, he placed his big hand over his shoulder.

"We were together last night", the deep voice said over her.

Kayla was stunned, but she withheld her fears. She looked back to see who it was. It was the man from the previous night!

"Get your hand off me!", she quivered.

Why did the man suddenly show up? Why did he have to be in their midst?

The man didn't move an inch. Instead, he narrowed his hands down to her waist and clasped it tightly. He led her back into the hotel.

As he moved, he turned to the butler. "Mr Leon, deal with it".

Mr Leon nodded respectfully, then handed a card to the reporters. "I'm a spokesperson for the William family. If you have any questions, please direct them to me".

When the reporters heard the name, Williams, they were all surprised and began to put down their cameras and notes.

The Williams were the most feared and the most powerful family in the state. The family had inherited the British style of nobility. They had connections with various industries, they were like a king in a kingdom.

The Williams family's control of the media was quite unquestionable, no news went out to the public unless approved by them, especially, information relating to their family.

Anna who was standing by the corner the whole time was shocked. She clasped the bag in her hand very tight, her face red with rage.

"How did this happen? I thought this would make Kayla leave the entertainment circle completely? Why would someone show up to save her?". Anna paced from one end of the lobby to another.

Anna knew about the Williams family and the strong reputation they had, and she badly wanted to get in contact with them. She wanted to be introduced to the director of the family, and even to the heirs of the family if it were possible.

She felt she was entitled to all of those. How could someone as low as Kayla have something to do with a man from such a powerful family? She had no idea who he really was, but she was sure he was powerful.

Anna fumbled through her bag and took out get phone, then dialed a number. The call connected, but after ringing for some time, there was no answer. She dialed the number again, then a man picked up.

In a low and angry tone, she asked, "Didn't you say the mission was successfully accomplished? Why is someone from the Williams family involved in it?"

The line went silent for a while, then the man spoke up."There seemed to have been a mistake. I waited up all night for Kayla to get drunk, then I carried her up to room 257. What was the man's room number?, the man at the receiving end said.

"You fool!", Anna cursed the man. "It was room 267". She had the man put a pill in Kayla's drink the previous night, and when she got drunk, he was to carry her to the producer's room.

"Anna", a male voice came from behind. "Let's go".

Anna was startled, the fierce expression on her face instantly disappeared, a smile appearing on her face. "Donald", she hugged him.

"I thought I heard your voice?", Donald asked lovingly, his hands on her waist.

"Yes, I was on the phone with someone", she leaned on his chest and pulled him out of the lobby, her heart burning with rage.

Bryan, the name of the man who Kayla spent the night with, hugged her waist tightly. They had walked to the garden at the back of the he hotel, and no one was around there. She sighed in relief and fell weakly at his feet. Bryan swiftly picked her up in his arms.

The events of the previous night came flashing through her mind again, and Kayla forced herself out of his arms. "Leave me alone! Let me go!". Those were the last words she said before she passed out.

No one had ever talked to Bryan the way she just did. He smiled lowly, then took her in his arms.

"It won't be possible", he whispered in her ears.

When Kayla woke up, she felt her head spin and everywhere turn black. She looked around the room, it was the same hotel room, although the bedsheets had been changed. The room smelt anew.

Thinking about last night, she looked down at her body. Her dress had been changed to a long, blue plain dress.

"The maid changed your dress".

Kayla suddenly looked up when she heard a familiar voice. He sat on the sofa, his legs crossed, and his hands placed on his laps. Kayla thought he looked like god.

His eyes were sharp and cold but beautiful, and he was staring at her.

Kayla felt his eyes pierce through her, and she quickly looked away. Then she saw someone else in the room. It was an old man standing behind Bryan, Mr Leon. He was a generational housekeeper.

He looked at her and nodded slightly.

"Miss Kayla", he called out in a low but firm tone.

Kayla felt scared. She had never seen the man before, but he seemed to know who she was.

Her hands trembled slightly in the bedsheet. She clenched her fists and forced herself to calm down. "Who are you? What do you want from me?!", she asked.

"Is that how you thank people for saving you? ", Bryan spoke softly.

Kayla forgot about how annoyed she was and mustered courage to talk to him. "Excuse me? You raped me last night, and this morning you suddenly showed up in front of the paparazzi and try to kidnap me. How the hell could you have saved me?"

Bryan raised his eyebrows."I saved your career. Isn't that enough for you to say a thank you? Wasn't that what you wanted?"

Kayla was stunned."What do you mean?"

"None of the photos taken down there will go out to the public, and no bad reports will be written against you. Was I not helping you by doing that?" he asked.

Kayla stared at him in disbelief. She had never seen anyone as powerful as he was. "Are you serious?", Kayla said.

Bryan shut his eyes. Obviously, he hated to answer such questions. Kayla thought about how she lost her virginity last night, and she became more furious.

"You raped me just last night, now you say you want to make amends? Is that what you mean by saving me? "

Mr Leon looked quietly towards the young master's direction and saw that he was at a loss for words. He knew that the young master did not want to answer the question, then it was left for him to answer.

"Well miss Kayla, according to our investigations, you were supposed to have spent the night at producer Jones' room. Instead, you were brought in here because there was a mistake ".

Kayla was shocked, and after a while, she asked,"Producer Jones?"

She knew this man very well. He had been asking her out for the past few months since she got to know him. He had harassed her on several occasions about going out with him. If she had been sent to his room, it may have been the end of her career in the entertainment circle.

Kayla's eyes shifted to Bryan's direction, her gaze landing on his handsome face. At least he looked better than the fat and ugly producer, she thought to herself.

"Yes, and my master was drugged as well. So he obeyed the mechanical instincts in him and did what was out of his control ", the old man answered.

He looked at Kayla's face and realized she was really scared. Then, he continued."My master is really sorry and regrets everything that happened last night. So, he has decided that you both get married, and you can pick up your marriage license and get wedded in the courthouse ".

"What? Could you please be serious? I have no idea who this man is, I can't possibly get married to him".

Kayla looked at the two men and realized they really meant business.

"We're serious, miss Kayla", Mr Leon said calmly but authoritatively.

"You both must be crazy, and I don't even know him! ", Kayla yelled at them.

She felt so used. First, she had sex with the stranger without her knowledge. And now, she was being asked to marry him.

They must be crazy! She didn't want to be with a stranger forever because of a one-night-stand.

"I am Bryan, the CEO of Williams Group of Companies", a cold voice interrupted.

Kayla wondered why he was introducing himself. Did he think that introducing himself would make her accept his proposal and then they'd live happily ever after, like in fairy tale books?

"You can't do this, okay? We are both adults, and we slept together. It was only a one-night-stand, and it was a mistake. We were both drugged. Let's just forget about it, can we?", Kayla said.

The man's face was without expression, and she could not figure out what he was thinking.

Kayla got more pissed. She jumped off the bed and looked at her bag. She grabbed it, and as she made to leave, she felt weak and almost fell to the ground again.

Bryan, who hadn't been watching her all along, rushed over to her and stretched out his hands. He clasped her shoulder and hugged her in his arms before she fell.

"Just let me go", Kayla shivered, anger clearly in her voice.

Bryan looked down unwittingly and saw her big, round eyes staring at him. Her cheeks were red with anger, and her eyes darker than before.

"Breakfast", he said to Mr Leon, his eyes still on Kayla. He glanced at Mr Leon, and he nodded immediately and respectfully said, "Yes sir".

Despite her struggles, Bryan picked her up and placed her carefully on the bed. He sat back on the sofa and looked at her. He could feel those strange emotions stir up in him, feelings he had never felt before.

"While you were sleeping, I got the doctor to come check your vitals, and he checked your sugar level. It appears you have hypoglycemia, which is why you're really weak. Breakfast is served, if you don't mind", he said to her.

"I won't eat anything from you! Just get me out of here!!", Kayla bit down on her lower lip.

Bryan smiled."Since you've refused to let me take charge, why don't we talk about a deal?", he asked her.

"What deal?", Kayla opened her big eyes wide.

"My family wants me to get married, which I don't like or want to. If you and I can act like we're married, after six months, I'd set you free. I'll pay you a great deal".

Kayla frowned."Why me?"

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