My Greek god

chapter 8

*im sorry for not updating soon enough......but to make it up to you....im going to make this chapter a bit longer....'cause i love my readers........plz i hope you like it I really do.

I still cant believe i've just done that.....i mean that is definately not me where did i even learn that because i know that i've never done it before.

Ok whatever it was i loved it and it was so freaking awsome.......but oh God what must he think of me?!.....he must think that i am some cheap slut out for his money..

Arrgh this is so frustrating......i dont care what he thinks of me infact i'm sure that once i leave his sight for a minute he will totally forget about me.

So why the hell would i care what such a jerk thinks of me??

I finished showering and remembered that i had no clothes to wear i decided that i would wear my dress....the one from last night.....i cringed at the thought of wearing that dress so much things have happened to me when im in that very dress

I wrapped the towel loosely around me and entered the bedroom

On the lampstand there was a glass of orange juice and asprin......on the bed there was a parcel wrapped nicely and on top of it was a note.....the note said wear  me.....i frowned at the cheesyness but still i opened it and inside was an outfit that was simple but still made my heart skip a beat.....it was a t-shirt and ripped skinny jeans oh and matching black lacy underwear

The clothing looked so tempting but i dont think i could possibly accept that from him then i saw a pricetag on the brassier....OH MY GOD im definately not taking these clothes the bra only cost one thousand and thirty fucking dollars.....really??.....i mean who does that??.....that amount of money is enough to buy me like five fucking sets of clothes......i know im cursing alot but really.......this guy is a fool.....he barely knows me but he just wasted alot of money on me........i have come to the conclussion that this guy is either filthy rich or Just phsychotic and i am guessing its the later because he looks too young to be filthy rich

I came to the conclussion that this is the only chance i might get to wear free expensive clothes in my life and i might as well just take this opportunity before regret it so I dried myself up and put on the lacy  underwearthen I went across the room to the vanity table to look for some lotion. I couldn't find any on the top so I bent down to retreave one in the drawer,when I was turning to go back to the bed the door opened and guess who walked in it was him the one and only he was on phone 

He immediately looked up as I gasped he looked stricken and irritated but as soon as he saw me he looked at me from the soles of my feet to my hair his grey eyes  becoming darker full of lust and  want

Then his eyes went back to my chest lingering there I was irritated I snapped at him..."what are you staring at??"

He opened his mouth but no words came out he then shut it and with a mischievous and sarcastic glint in his eyes he said "maybe if you weren't this overdressed I would have still been staring at my phone."

I had forgotten...... Aaaargh how could I forget.....I was dressed in only my lingerie in front of a man who was clearly amused.

I was embarrassed and I didn't know what to do so I just looked at my feet then I felt a swift movement close to me
And when I looked up I found him reaching out to touch me so I tried to move Back but it was as though I was transfixed to the ground he dropped his hand and observed me closely I felt very uncomfortable and I tried to cover myself with my hands but he grabbed my neck and started kissing me I wasn't expecting that so I gasped but he took that opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth deapened the kiss I felt myself respond to his touch then suddenly I was on the bed and his hands were everywhere I could literally feel my heart pumping faster and faster then I realized this Was wrong very wrong .....I gathered all my strength for resistance....... I pushed him back gently,took the clothes and went to the bathroom to put them on I could feel his eyes on my back so I made sure to lock the door from inside and leaned on it when I retained my composure I quickly wore the clothes when I got out he was still staring at the bathroom door as if he was in a trance.

I walked to the vanity table to make my hair tidy but I could still feel him stare holes at my back I made my hair  looked at him for  a moment then announced my departure he seemed pained that I wanted to leave

But then he never spoke so I took my purse and left when I got out of that room I saw a napkin with a capital TM on the coffee table and I  immediately where we were........we were at THE MANHATTAN  the most exclusive hotel in America I read once in the scarlet magazine that you had to book in advance to get a room here and that it costs thousands of dollars to book it.....but I was in the penthouse which make me rethink maybe he is not phsycotic but a very rich nincompoop
Whom I nearly .......aaargh why are my thoughts straying to him I don't want to think of him..... I just want to go home.

*Damn 1056 words im on fire .......that was intense I can't wait to see more of those two.
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