My Billionaire Prince [#Completed]

Part 2

It was morning after Halloween night. As the Sun started rising in Las Vegas, the party city, there weren't any ghosts left. The last remnants of party litter were being cleared. It was a new day and new reason for the next party to continue after the Sun sets.

The desert Sun rays pierced through the tinted glass of the seventieth floor penthouse suite of Carter Luxury Hotel and Casino and raced to touch the beautiful sleeping face of Ana, but lost the battle to heat up the penthouse bedroom, as the quiet central air conditioner made sure to keep it at constant seventy degrees, as per the demands of its current occupier.

Ana could still feel the light rays hitting her face, but was losing the battle to open her eyes, as she hated to give up the comfort she was feeling, but nonetheless her brain kicked into action.

She couldn't understand her reluctance to wake up, she was an early riser and her bedroom was not anything that you would want to spend time in, other than as an absolute necessity. She knew something was wrong, she felt so comfortable and cozy, she was afraid to open her eyes and end the magical moment.

As the clouds in her brain cleared, she realized it was Sunday and she was supposed to catch a plane to New York to start her new job. That was enough to make her open her eyes and check her surroundings.

Ana's POV

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I knew I was in trouble, the room I was sleeping in was definitely not mine, including the bed I was sleeping in. I looked around and immediately realized that I was in some kind of luxury suite, no wonder it felt so comfortable.

But how did I get here, I tried to think, but my head started hurting.

I tried to move, but couldn't move my body as if I was glued to the bed. I removed the comforter slowly with my hands and looked at what I was wearing. I couldn't recognize the furry dress covering my chest. Then suddenly the dress started moving pulling me back into something warm and hard.

It was then I realized that I wasn't wearing anything, but I had someone's hand over my chest cupping my left breast. I slowly moved my right hand to feel under my waist and the results weren't good. I was sleeping naked in someone's arms with his right arm over my chest and left arm between my legs.

OMG! I was butt naked covered by just his hands. How did this happen to me? Who is he? What did he do to me?

I didn't want to think what might have happened to my virginity, as my immediate need was to get away from whoever was holding me hostage. My heartbeat was so loud that I was afraid he would hear me. I wasn't sure how I got into this situation, but was sure I need to get away before the other person wakes up.

I slowly distangled myself from his arms and in very slow movements got off the bed. If someone noticed, they would think I was practicing Tai chi. My heart was racing as if I was in some horror movie, but the fear I felt was true. I looked around and found my undergarments lying on the floor.

I quickly dressed without making any noise, pulling my dress over my head. It was torn in the front and my bra was showing. I can't go out like this, so I opened his wardrobe and wrapped one his sports jackets around me. I also took one of his golf caps to cover my unruly hair. Instead of wearing my heels, I carried them by hand and tip toed silently out of the room. As I reached the door, I was tempted to turn around and see the face of the person who stole my virginity, but I was so scared and the need to escape from that situation overruled the temptation. I started praying, hoping to escape without getting caught.

"Jesus..Jesus..Jesus..Jesus.Jesus..Jesus! "

I still wasn't out of danger. The moment I stepped out in the living room, I found it littered with food and alcohol and several people lying around in different stages of nakedness. Must have been one hell of a party.

My heart was still racing as I stepped through the bodies making my way towards the exit. I was afraid someone would wake up and grab me and subject me to torture or rape.

I opened the main door and stepped into the corridor and looked around hoping to see someone, but didn't find anyone. I almost ran, upto the elevator and pressed the down arrow.

"Jesus..Jesus..Jesus..Jesus.Jesus..Jesus!"

The elevator arrived after eternity and only when the door closed, I felt little safe for the first time. I put on my heels while it raced down to the lobby. My brain was so busy trying to escape that I didn't have the time to think what happened to me or how I got myself in this situation, but one thing was sure that I lost something very valuable to me personally.

As I got off the elevator in the lobby, I raced towards the exit, crossing through the casino floor. I skipped the the taxi line and ran up the street to catch a running taxi. Tears were rolling down my cheeks thinking about the loss I suffered.

I was running, looking back at the street for an empty cab, when I bumped into an elderly tourist.

"Excuse me! Please watch where you are going." She screamed.

"I am really sorry maam. Are you ok?" I asked holding her from falling.

"OMG honey! You are crying. Are you ok? Are you in trouble? " she asked.

"Its okay, I just lost something very valuable. I will be fine. Thank you" I thanked her for her kindness.

"Don't worry honey, I hope and pray that you gain back much more than you lost and God bless you." I thanked her and got into a taxi.

I was hoping to not run into my roommate Cari, as I had no answers, but only questions. I went to my room, undressed and got into shower. Only then I broke down and cried my heart out.

I wanted to put together everything that happened in the last 24 hours, but I had no time to think and my head was hurting. I had a plane to catch. After shower, I quickly put on my jeans and shirt and did a quick check of the room. Luckily I packed everything before and was all set to leave, when my eyes fell on the sports jacket and the golf cap, I took from the unknown guy who took my virginity. I thought of dumping them in the trash, but on second thought, quickly put them in a plastic cover and threw them in my suitcase.

I called for a cab and left a note for Cari, as I was leaving without telling her. She has been a very good and helping friend and promised to drop me at airport today, but I knew she must have come late, after yesterday night's party, which I was supposed to attend, but obviously that didn't happen and I had no answers myself. So it was best for me to leave and once I figure out things, I will call her and apologize.

I made it to the airport on time and after checking in my luggage I went through the security check and was able to board the plane just in time.

As the plane was taxiing away to the runway, I was looking through the window and felt mixed feelings about the whole Vegas trip, but like everyone says, I hoped, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

As the engines lifted the plane into the sky towards New York, my brain went into overdrive trying to piece together the events in the last twenty four hours.