The Billionaire's Broken Angel

Dalia's POV

"I got the job, Chels", I screamed as I made my way into the apartment and saw my bestie in the living room typing away at her laptop.

She got up excitedly when she heard me scream and came to hug me.

"Oh, Lia. I knew you could do it, I said it several times", she hugged me again and we squealed like teenagers.

"Yeah, yeah, mommy, you said it and you were right", I rolled my eyes at her playfully and we laughed again.

"This calls for celebration,Lia. We should go out and have a drink or two, what do you think?"Chelsea asked me even though she knows I will decline either way.

"I don't think so Chels. I have to report to work on Monday and I have to go to Darbie's in the morning to tell her I won't be working at the coffee shop anymore and then shop for clothes in the afternoon, I think it's a bad idea to go out for drinks tonight", I came up with excuses, hoping to God that she will drop the issue like she's always done but that wasn't the case.

"I was expecting you to say that actually. Too bad it has already been decided and there's nothing you can do about it. Girl, you've been here for 6 months and I notice you've been avoiding people like plague, I wonder how you relate at work. I know something happened but I won't push you, Lia, I'd be here when you're ready to talk but tonight, we're going out and that's it", Chelsea said and I know she's right.

"But......", I tried to argue weakly with her but she wasn't having it.

"No buts, get your sexy black ass into your room and dress nice. We're going clubbing and that's final. Who knows, you might loosen up and end up getting laid, it's been a while", she said and ran into her room.

I shook my head in amusement and went into my room to get dressed. Guess we're going out today .

I showered carefully making sure my hair was not touched. I wrapped a towel around me and exited the bathrooms. I picked out a cute nude coloured top that doesn't require bra(I hate them), a black leather skirt, black knee length boots and a nude coloured shoulder bag to go with it. I picked out a lace thong and started getting ready.

As I got ready, I thought about how my life had changed drastically in the last 6 months. An incident happened that made me leave my hometown and come to New York City. I thank God for blessing me with Chelsea, because without her, I might not have been able to have a fresh start.

I combed out my hair and left it down like that. I put on mascara and eyeliner that made my brown eyes pop and added lipgloss to complete the look.

I looked myself over in the mirror and liked what I saw, it's been a while since I dressed up(well, it's been over six months but who's counting). After I was satisfied with what I saw, I picked my phone and exited my room to see Chelsea already chugging down alcohol.

I cleared my throat and she whipped around so fast I thought she might get a whiplash. She smiled at me sheepishly at being caught already drinking when we are going out for drinks . She looked me up and down and clapped her hands excitedly.

"Oh my God, Lia! You look reborn, now this is the Dalia I used to know. You look so hot, I will definitely bang you if I was into girls", she said appreciatively, making me do a 360° turn for her.

"You look hot too, Chels. Thank you", I smiled at her while complimenting her too. Chelsea curtsied mockingly and we both laughed.

I wasn't lying, she looked so good in her black body fitting gown and gold heels that she bodied well, the gown had a big circle in the back which made it impossible to wear a bra. She left her hair in waves and her make up was minimal and made her eyes pop.

We made our way outside when the ride Chelsea ordered for us came, there's no doubt we looked hot as hell as we left our apartment.

When we got to the club, there was a long line of people and all Chelsea had to do was greet the bouncer and we were let in. I don't even want to know what had transpired between them, I can't keep up with Chelsea's many sexual escapades.

We entered the club and it reeked of alcohol and sweat and the loud music blaring from the speakers almost made me dizzy. Chelsea dragged me to the bar and ordered 6 shots of their strongest alcohol. The bartender brought it and we both chugged the shots. It burned my throat but felt good after.

"I guess we're getting wasted tonight" was my thought as we ordered more shots again.

About an hour later, I'd already lost count of how much alcohol we've consumed. We were laughing uncontrollably and it was obvious we were on our way to being drunk. Or you could say we were drunk.

We made our way to the crowd of sweaty people dancing, grinding and rocking one another and started dancing. We grinded on each other sensually and laughed when the other person did something funny.

We were having fun and just enjoying our night when Chelsea saw a man that caught her attention and shouted over the loud music that she'll be back. I nodded my head at her and she made her way over to her prey for the night.

I continued dancing, randomly grinding on people and just having fun when I felt hands on my waist. I ignored it at first, I was at a club afterall and people are meant to dance amongst themselves. I continued dancing trying to separate myself from the man when I felt him pull me closer, his two arms snaked around my waist and his hot breath hit my shoulder.

I was angry that this man was trying to violate me. I might be a bit tipsy but that still doesn't give anyone the right to touch me inappropriately.

"Excuse me, what the actual fuck do you........", i turned around prepared to give the bastard a piece of my mind when I was met with the most handsome man I've ever met in the entirety of my life and my words got stuck in my throat.

"Hi, angel", his deep voice reached my ears and I swear I almost forgot how to breathe.

Dalia's POV

"Hi, angel", his deep voice reached my ears and I swear I almost forgot how to breathe.

He looked so breathtaking even under the club's dull lighting. I could not take my eyes off him or even give him a response, I just stared at his handsome face.

His eyes looked so mesmerising even though I could not see their colour because of the club's lighting. His hair was so long, he packed half of it in a ponytail and the other half went past his neck. I wanted to run my hands through it and see if they felt as soft as they looked. His full lips looked so soft and his jaw looked so sharp they could cut through diamond, yes they looked that sharp.

"Like what you see, angel?", I heard his voice again and that was when I realised I was staring. I looked down at my shoes in embarrassment and looked up when I felt him pull me close such that there was barely any space between us.

My breath got caught in ny throat and I had to remind myself to breathe. "Breathe Dalia, he's just another man. You see men everyday, there's nothing different about him", I tried to give myself a mental lecture which went down the drain the moment I heard his voice in my ears again.

"Dance with me, angel", the stranger said and turned me such that my back was against his front. I did not need to be told twice as I felt his hands on my waist holding me in place.

I started grinding sensually against him making his grip on my waist tighter. I felt him poking me and it sent electricity through my body making my nipples harden in my top.

I knew I couldn't blame me wanting to feel his body against mine on alcohol, it wasn't the alcohol. I purely wanted to feel his body against mine. It's been long I've felt anything like this.

Actually I've never felt anything like this. I never felt this way with him. I shook the thought off my head and focused on the man behind me.

We danced for a while before I went back to the bar to get another drink. I smiled at the bartender and asked for another shot as I sat down. The bartender smiled at me before his smiled dropped and he hurried off, I was wondering what that was about until I looked behind me and saw the stranger from the dancefloor behind me.

"Do you mind?", he said as he sat down facing me on a spare bar stool beside mel. I saw the way his muscles flexed when he placed his arm on the counter and I wanted to feel them underneath my arms.

What is wrong with you Dalia? He's a stranger for fuck's sake, a hot stranger , but still a stranger nevertheless. I'm not supposed to have anything with him, they're all the same, they're all the same, I kept thinking in my head. Men that look these good are bad news, he's giving playboy vibes.

I looked around for Chelsea so we could go, he was making me nervous, but I could not find her. I pulled out my phone and was about to text her when I saw that she's texted first.

"Lia, I left for the apartment with my man for the night. I wanted to come get you but I saw you with a Greek god that looked like he wanted to take you on the dancefloor. You should have fun, and I'd tap some of that goodness if I were you. I'll see you in the morning, get back safely. I love you ❤️", her text read.

Oh great, just great Chelsea. I've never wanted to slap someone as much as I wanted to slap Chelsea in that moment. She brought me to the club and then left me with a stranger? I was going to kill her.

"Just great Chelsea, you deserve the best friend of the year award......not. You brought me here then left me for a stranger? What if the "Greek god" is a serial killer? I'm so killing you once I get back, so help me God. You better let me meet you in one piece, hoe. I love you too", I texted her back and groaned internally. Now I have to go back on my own.

"A penny for your thought? You look like you've been jilted by a friend", hot stranger said from my side, taking a sip of his drink.

That single action made the ache in my core worse, the way his arms muscle flexed, the way his Adam apple bobbed did a number on me. I remembered he asked me a question and I nodded my head.

I really have to leave before I make a bad life decision, was the thought running through my head. Just looking at this man before me made me want to do things I wouldn't normally think of, what is wrong with me?

"What's your name, angel", he asked me looking me straight in the eye which made me more nervous than I already was.

"Dalia", I answered him and he repeated my name again giving me butterfly in my lower stomach. My name has never sounded so good.

"What's yours?", I asked him too out of courtsey and he said his name is Alexander.

He started making small talks with me,asking if I lived nearby, thee kind of work I did, if I stayed alone and other stuffs like that. I answered him too and asked him questions too.

He told me he had his own company in the city, he came to the club with his friend whom he lost sight off when he saw me. We were talking and laughing like we've known each other for a while and it was amazing. He did not ask personal questions and he was polite.

I did not realise we got so close until his arms brushed mine and I looked up at him.

"You have beautiful eyes, Dalia", he said and the sexual tension came back. He ran his tongue over his lower lips and I wanted to kiss him so bad.

"Thank you, you have beautiful eyes too?", It came out as a question and he lightly chuckled and the sound sent tingles through my spine. I felt my nipples harden again and hoped that my top was doing a great job of not showing it.

"Wanna get out of here?", He asked and I was reluctant to answer. One part of me wanted to just go back home and just sleep, I'd rather not play with fire. The other part of me wanted to just feel good tonight, I wanted to explore what this man made me feel.

I nodded my head after deciding that a night of pleasure won't change anything. Chelsea was right, I've been dwelling in the past for too long. I'll be starting a new job on Monday, might as well have a little fun before that new phase of my life starts.

He grabbed my small hands gently in his large ones and we left the club. As we got out, he led me towards his car and my jaw dropped. I don't know much about car but that car looked fucking expensive and I was amazed.

He laughed lightly like he knew the effect the car had on me and I playfully rolled my eyes at him as he opened the door for me. He got in too, texted someone on his phone (probably his friend that he mentioned earlier) and started driving.

My core was aching and I just wanted to feel his body on mine, he seemed to be having the same problem if the way his knuckles gripped the steering and the tent in his pants are anything to go by.

The sexual tension in the car was so high you could cut it with a knife. He wasn't talking either which made it more awkward.

We drove to a magnificent hotel but I could not take in the beauty nor pay attention to its name because Alexander opened the door and gave his keys to the valet after which he opened my side of the door and held my hands in his again.

People greeted him as we walked into the lobby and he just nodded in acknowledgement. We made our way to the elevator and he pressed the button for the last floor. Oh God, he must be quite popular around here, he even has his own room .

You thought you were special or he's a saint? My subconscious mocked me and I mentally rolled my eyes. It was going to be a one time thing afterall, after tonight we're not going to be meeting again.

The elevator door opened into a beautiful penthouse. The living room looked so large and I could see the spotless kitchen and enjoined dining area from the door. Just how rich is this guy?

I hadn't fully taken in the beauty of the room when I was suddenly spun around and soft lips landed on mine.

Dalia's POV

He slammed his lips unto mine and pulled me closer to him. I was startled at first but then relaxed into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck feeling the hair at the nape of his neck. Ladies and gentlemen, his hair feels so silky and soft.

His hands went to my ass and he cupped it through my skirt making me gasp into the kiss. He used that opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth and deepened the kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance and his won.

"Jump", he said in between kisses and I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt him moving with me in his arms and I figured he was going into his room.

He set me down and I realised we were in his bedroom. He made move to remove my top when I suddenly grabbed his hands and stopped him.

"Are there cameras around here?*, I shyly asked him. He looked confused for a moment before replying me.

"No, angel. There are no cameras around, I'd rather not see how I pleasure my women on camera, I have the whole show in front of me", he cupped my cheeks and made me look into his eyes as he said it.

I nodded when I saw how he sincere he was. I relaxed a bit and felt him go for my top again, I did not stop him. He pulled the top over my head and threw it somewhere in the room. I pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor.

I ran my hands over his chest and washboard abs and he pulled me closer to plant a kiss on my lips.

He lifted me and placed me in the middle of the bed without breaking our kiss. He pulled back to rid me of my skirt and boots, leaving me in only my thong.

He kissed my feet and trailed kisses from my ankle to my inner thighs, purposely avoiding where I needed him the most. He continued his exploration on my body, stopping at my nipples that were already hard and needed attention.

My back arched off the bed when he took one of my pebbled buds into his mouth while kneading the other fondly. I tangled my fingers in his hair, undoing his ponytail in the process. He switched to the other breast repeating the same sucking and gentle biting process making wetness pool in my panties.

He stopped sucking on my breasts and pulled back, I looked up at him through heavy lidded eyes and he smiled lazily at me, that has to be the sexiest thing I've ever seen or it could be the horniness talking.

"Don't you think you're overdressed for the occasion, Alexander?", I asked him when I saw he was still in his jean and boots. He smirked and moved off the bed removing his jean and boots, leaving him in his briefs that looked like it was about to burst open with the tent in it.

He pulled me by my legs to the edge of the bed and knelt down before me. He placed feathery kisses on my inner thighs making the ache in my core grow before he finally placed a kiss where I've wanted him all night.

I let out a whimper as he ripped my thong without warning and gave a long lick from my entrance to my clit,gently sucking my clit into his mouth.

I lifted my upperbody weight onto my arms and looked down at him only to find him already looking up at me as he assaulted my clit with his tongue sending bouts of pleasure through my body

I felt his fingers prodding at my entrance before he finally thrusted a finger inside me. It was uncomfortable at first but I got used to it and moaned lowly in pleasure. He added another finger once I was already comfortable with the first one.

He did not stop sucking on my clit while he thrusted his fingers inside me. I felt my lower stomach tightened and knew I was going to orgasm soon, he knew too and curved his fingers in a come hither motion inside me hitting my G-spot repeatedly. I climaxed violently, biting down on my palm to avoid screaming out loud and he continued to finger me through my orgasm drawing it out.

I opened my eyes when she felt Alexander move away from me, only to find him licking his fingers that were just in me, making heat course through me again. How's this man effortlessly sexy?. He knelt between my knees after removing his briefs and kissed me passionately while using the tip of his dick to tease my entrance.

"When I fuck you now, angel, I want to hear your screams of pleasure. I need to hear how good I make you feel, okay?", I nodded at what he said. I guess keeping my moans of pleasure low did not sit well with him.

I grabbed his dick and used it to rub myself more, coating his dick in my wetness. Alexander entered me in one long thrust, making me scream out. He waited a little until I relaxed around him before he started pounding into me.

I felt like I was being split into two but in a good way and moaned loudly. I played with my breasts and the sight seemed to fuel him on as he rammed into me without mercy making tears pooled in my eyes.

He leaned forward and placed his head close to my ear whispering sweet nothings into them. I felt so good and full and couldn't help the loud moans that slipped past my lips.

"Alexander, please", I moaned and even though I did not know what I was begging for,he seemed to understand.

Alexander leaned back on his forearm and rubbed my clit as he continued to thrust into me. We were both sweaty and the sounds of his balls hitting my pussy can be heard in the room.

I felt like she was going to orgasm again when Alexander suddenly slowed down and stopped rubbing my clit. I whimpered when he stopped and pulled out of me.

"No, angel,not so quick. When you nut this time, I'm going to be nutting with you. On all fours, angel", I did not need to be told twice, I got on my knees with my ass in the air and my chest flattened against the bed. He placed a pillow under my stomach and spanked my ass as he entered me again.

I felt him in my stomach with this position and was so close to tears with the amount of pleasure coursing through my body. I held the sheets tightly as he rammed into me from behind. I soon felt my orgasm building again and threw my ass back on Alexander.

"I'm going to come", I said, my voice shaky and raspy from all the screaming I'd done.

"I know, angel. Let it go" , I orgasmed with a scream as tears rolled down my face. Alexander soon followed after a few thrusts, he pulled out and came on my ass.

I collapsed on the bed face down and Alex laid down beside me. He saw the tears that ran down my face and was concerned.

"Did I hurt you?", he asked in concern. I chuckled weakly and touched his cheeks.

"Not at all, they're all tears of pleasure", Alexander nodded and laid back down.

I closed my eyes and started to drift off to sleep. I felt Alexander leave the bed and heard water running. The last thing I felt before I fell asleep was a warm towel against my ass and sore pussy.