The Billionaire's Hidden Desire

Chapter Four

Winoah Wilson POV

"Ahhh, ouch!!! My head is aching, Shit!! " I seat to my bed while my eyes is still close..

It's a hang over. Winoah, how many glass of alcohol did you drink? Shit, how i manage to went home last night? Maybe Carla? or Jane.. I sight desperately.

If it is not because of Catherine I will never come to a bar with those two woman, they are so wild in dancing, they drink a lot and Oh my god they ,want me to have a one night stand!!! For fucking sake one night stand!! They're fucking crazy!!!

"Ouch! " Shit my head I place my two hands in my head to ease the pain. Still I don't bother to open my eyes, this way , I feel more relax.

"Glad your awake?" a baritone male voice caught my attention, instantly I open my eyes, and find the direction of a male voice.

Their he is leaning at the front door of my bedroom, a beautiful man specie, with his hand cross in front of his chest, wearing only a maong jeans that fit to his long and muscled leg. He look so masculine and hot. I laid my eyes on the upper part of his body, he's wearing a checkered light blue polo shirt, it is unbutton showing his muscled chest, seeing his chest I want to lay my hands on his chest to His broad shoulder. It's look so hard.

I heard him fake a cough resulting me to look in his eyes, I saw amusement on his deep blue eyes with a smirk on his lips.

"I hope you like what you see?" Still wearing a smirk on his face, I follow his gaze, and gosh I didn't notice that I'm nude, and now this man is looking at my breast, I feel embarrassed, I drag the white blanket that laying to my waist I place it to my chest, and holding it tightly, like my life is depend to it.

"Who are you?" I asked him angrily I hope he didn't notice my embarrasment. "And what are you doing in my room?"

He stood still for a moment like taking back to my question I saw something bright flush into his eyes before he mask it with seriousness.

"First.." he started to walk slowly in my direction "I am the one who will ask you the question..

who are you? " He speak seductively but dangerous I hold my breath while he taking slow steps towards me.

Every step he takes he didn't left his eyes into mine. I'm confused, I feel something inside my chest that I can't put a name, my heart is racing fast that I can almost hear it's every bit. I'm nervous and I feel scared of a sudden.

"Second..." His voice is very masculine but theirs something on it, it sounds dangerous. he stop in front of my bed I can't keep my eyes on staring at him.

"this is my guest room and you are in my rest house, we are in Mexico..."

I didn't have my attention to the last part of his sentence, because I started to examine the room, it is a big room triple the size of my bedroom in my apartment. painted in light blue unlike my room that is painted with baby pink.. I look to the glass window it is open and I saw a green mountain I can feel the fresh air..

I feel the man sat at the end of the bed and I can feel his breath, I can smell him, I can smell the shower gel that he use? his shampoo that smelt masculine his aftershave, and his expensive cologne..

He lean towards me and held my chin forcing me to look at him, I can see his deep blue eyes, I can't read his emotion, anger? no passion.. I can see excitement in his eyes, but I felt danger.. Oh! I can see lust in his eyes, lust? really for me? My heart is pounding heavily, I'm afraid he can hear my heart. THUG THUG THUG.. 'please heart stop' I speak to myself..

I can feel his hand in my chin, it give shiver in my body my blood is hot, I'm nervous but at the same time I can't help the excitement that I feel towards this beautiful man in front of me. He is perfect, he looks like a model, he looks like a Hollywood actor, he looks like he looks like an angel.. 'Oh my god Winoah, stop thinking stop thinking' my conscience can't help me but to warning me in all my thoughts..