Chapter 2: Naomi

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Naomi

I woke up early to get a head start on the day. Lately, I've been keeping to myself, secluding myself away and reading my "smutty" books to relieve some tension. Everything has just been crazy. Mom is always pushing me to "keep looking" for my future husband, ever since Dad passed away. I mean give me a break, I'm not even sure I'm ready to get married yet. I still have a lot to learn when it comes to our family's business, but she wants me to focus on both. I'm going to go grey before I'm old I swear. Between her and the board members hounding me, I might as well be in a prison.

"You know what? I'm just going to go out and focus on myself right now!" I said to myself proudly.

I quickly made my way to my bedroom to change, before heading out on my random adventure. I stripped out of my sleepwear and into a tank top with a black hoodie and leggings. Even the high class can look normal from time to time, besides I like to think I can blend in.

Suddenly I heard a rattle at my door, I figured it was the maid so I rushed to open it for her. She's such a kind old lady but she's always confusing her keys.

"Coming Maria!" I shouted grabbing my phone before getting to the door.

The door swung open and there stood a tall, strange man.

"Oh, who are you?" He asked with a startled look, "What are you doing in this place?"

I stood there for a second staring at this handsome stranger not knowing what to say. He definitely wasn't maria. Before I could realize he moved towards me with such speed.

"Who are you?! Did you break in!" He shouted before closing the little distance between us and tackling me to the ground and my phone out of my hand.

That snapped me back into reality.

"Get the hell off of me!" I shouted as he was on top of me holding onto my wrists. "Who the hell are you?! You freaking psychopath!"

"Who the hell am I? Chica, you're the one in my prima's apartment? How did you get in? Who sent you, huh? He shouted back at me as he gripped tighter.

"What the hell, this is my apartment you freaking nut!" I yelled at him trying to buck him off me.

He was so strong because he barely moved and I'm pretty sure I felt his manhood against my ribs.

"Get the hell off me or I'm gonna have you arrested for assault!" I yelled again, trying not to think of this in a kinky way. Remember I've spent A LOT of time reading.

"Look you don't have to do that," He said in a calmer tone as he quickly lifted off of me taking ahold of my hand. "I'm so sorry, I'm new here and I thought this was Angel's place."

"Who the hell are you? And why the hell did you tackle me like a freaking linebacker?" I asked as he pulled me up from the ground with ease.

"Look I'm really sorry about all of this, I got turned around in the elevator and thought this was her place." He spoke softly. "Honestly with how you were dressed I thought you broke in or something."

"Angel never mentioned you before. She normally tells me everything?" I said to him, looking him up and down. Damn was he BUFF.

"Yeah, well this wasn't exactly planned, it was very spontaneous." He laughed as he grabbed his arm in embarrassment.

"Besides, if I broke in then why would I answer the front door?" I asked.

"And honestly I have no idea, where I came from you acted instead of reacted." He said nervously.

He looked sincere enough and I could tell he was highly embarrassed about what had just happened. It also helped that he was ungodly attractive so, I decided to lighten the mood a bit.

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