Wanting More

I woke up with an awful throbbing in my head. I looked around the room and realized it wasn't mine. Colors black, white and gray dominated the whole room. Mine was green and white, very far from this one. Where the hell am I?
I immediately sat up and realized I was naked. I placed my hand on the headboard and leaned on it for support. As I moved, I felt soreness between my legs. Oh no, not again.
I clutched the sheets on my hands and pulled it up to cover myself, but then I felt someone stir beside me. My eyes slowly shifted to the naked man lying beside me. It was him.
Shit
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Daniel had it all. He was powerful, filthy rich and gorgeous as hell.
On a vacation he met a girl, a vastly normal one.
She was different from other women that he bedded, and she intrigued him.
They shared a night together and she was far from the normal girl he expected. But the next morning when he woke up, she was gone. She left no contacts or information for him to reach her. All he knew was her name. Adaiah.
He tried to find her...and he did.
He was persistent to have every inch of her and he did everything he could to sway her, but all he got was a resounding no. She was driving him crazy and he knew that he needed to have her again. He thought another hot night of passion will get her out of his system. Turns out...
He wanted more.