Darius
"Yes! Yes!"
I grit my teeth against Bianca - Brittney's whatever her name is - annoying as fuck voice and slam into her mercilessly. She keeps repeating my name and screams when she finds her release and I grunt after I find my own after her. I drop on the bed beside her, a fine sheen of sweat covering our bodies. Brittney wraps her arm around my waist and I remove it and stand up immediately. Emotions and love making for me is a big fat NO. I start searching in the huge room for my clothes and spot them near the sitting room.
"What are you doing?" Brittney gushes as she slowly peels the sheet away from her body, her breasts coming in view. Her chestnut coloured hair falls on the pillow like a waterfall and I am almost tempted to go for a round two.
"Leaving." I give her a curt answer as I zip my slacks. She pouts at my answer and starts playing with her nipple as if it would tempt me.
"Come on. Don't be such a spoilsport. Round two?" She insists and I couldn't help my lips from curling in disgust.
"You knew the terms for tonight. There's gonna be no round two or any for that matter. Desperate doesn't look good on you." I hate, absolutely abhor desperate women. Her eyes widen slightly at my words before narrowing into thin slits. I calmly stalk toward her and feel a twinge of satisfaction when she leans back and swallows. I grab the hand playing with the nipple and place it on the bed. The hand doesn't move from the spot.
"A date? Atleast give me that. I gave you my body tonight, atleast show me some respect and take me out to dinner." She seeths and I glare at her before concluding.
"Don't make it sound like you're a prostitute. I was not the one who came tonight to "play a game". I was not the one who dared me to remove my clothes. I was not the one eager enough to tear my own clothes from my body. Don't make this sound like I forced you to do something you didn't want to do. Don't fucking play with me, because I'll destroy your fucking life before you start the game. And I. Do not. Fucking. Bluff."
She shudders at my words and I leave the room before closing the door behind me. The hotel staff greets me and I nod before walking towards the elevator. Stepping into the lavish bar, I sit on the barstool and the bartender, a man in his forties, asks me my drink for the night.
"A sparkling water please." I order and he nods before grabbing a glass and filling it with my ordered drink. I look around and find the hotel bar almost empty. A couple was at the back, laughing and talking while a group of friends, seven to be exact were hollering at something. A few businessmen were on the other side in pantsuits just like me, whiskey in hand, while they talked in hushed tones. A sort of business meeting perhaps.
"Here's your order, sir." I thank the bartender and take a sip of the drink. My attention drifts to the huge ass television behind the bar and I place the drink on the back marble countertop before leaning my arms on it. The bartender noticing my attention, increases the volume a few decibels. The blonde newscaster stands in front of a huge mansion as Archer Lewis, the owner of Lewis Enterprises is being arrested by the cops.
"This afternoon one of the most successful businessman in London was arrested in charge of murder of his wife, Luiza Grace Lewis. Luiza Grace, daughter of business tycoon Harold Ford, was married to Lewis in 1995 in London. The couple lived together in the beautiful mansion in East Westminster along with a daughter and a son. Luiza was found dead yesterday morning in the mansion by her daughter at 9 in the morning. Found completely charred by the daughter, Luiza's body was sent for autopsy which reported several cuts and bruises and the act of foul play. The Police received an anonymous file in the crime department today in the afternoon containing important evidences and a full video of a confession by the man himself. The police hasn't given any statement yet but it was found that the owners of the law firm by the name "Alira & Alex" naming Alira Starnight and Alex Rodriguez were part of the video themselves. It was Alira who got the confession out from Archer who was shown very angry and confessed on strangling his wife and then dousing her with kerosene oil. The Court has punished Archer Lewis with life imprisonment and all his assets will be distributed among his children. To find out more on Luiza and Archer, stay tuned."
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