Nerina pov
I groaned softly as I opened my eyes; the bed felt incredibly soft and comfortable, and I had literally experienced the best sleep I had in quite some time, which was surprising.
I stretched my arms, opened my eyes wider, and then I saw him. He was sitting by a chair beside the bed , and just like last time he looked dashing as ever , the black shirt he wore moulded perfectly against his body enhancing his muscles, his hair was styled and combed back, which made him look dangerous and powerful.
My ogling came to halt when memories flooded back: the club, the interruption while I was dancing, the men who had shown interest in me, and then everything faded into darkness.
I observed him as he regarded me with a stoic expression, not a single word escaping his lips. Looking around, I realized we were in a suite that was both beautiful and luxurious. Then, I glanced down at the clothes I was wearing and let out a scream. I was wearing a black t-shirt that i knew didn't belong to me , in any way.
The realization struck me hard.
What was I doing here?
Who was this man?
Why was I on his bed?
I quickly stood up from the bed and backed up against the wall, staring at the man, who seemed unfazed by my reaction.
"Where am I? Who are you? What am I doing here?" I asked him, glancing at the bed and wondering if I had somehow slept with him without any memory of it. But that seemed really strange; I hadn't had any drinks last night.
"Are you done?" he asked, his voice deep and steady, sending a shiver through me, though I was too frightened to acknowledge it. He was incredibly handsome, with his hair slicked back and striking grey eyes, and his toned skin suggested he spent a lot of time in the sun.
"Done checking me out?" he said again, raising his eyebrows at me.
I offered him a warm smile as I walked toward the door.
I apologize… I think I need to leave; it was nice getting to know you, I said as I walked toward the nearest door and opened it, only to find it led to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and turned in the opposite direction, climbing the bed with the intention of crossing to the other side of the room.
All the while, he just sat there, watching me without moving, his eyes following my every move.
I turned to him and gave him a fake smile; all that mattered was that I needed to get out of here. When I reached the door and twisted the knob, I discovered it was locked.
"Could you please… um… Help me out here?" I asked him, trying to give him a pleasant smile, only to see him still looking at me, slightly amused.
"Oh, here's the card; you can come and get it," he said as he pulled the card from his pocket, and my eyes widened.
"I… you know… you can throw it over here, and I… will see how I can get it," I said in a shy tone, but he just sat there, watching me.
Something about this man filled me with fear. First of all, he was the largest man I have ever seen. I couldn't remember anything from yesterday which was strange.
"If you want it, you just have to come and get it," he replied, and I rolled my eyes as I walked over to him, trying to hide the fact that I was scared inside.
Just as I was about to take it from his outstretched hand, he pulled it back, and I looked up to see a grin on his face.
"Not so fast; where do you think you're going?" he asked, and I gave him a fake sweet smile.
"Home. It was a pleasure spending time with you, but I have a cat at home waiting for me," I said, lying through my teeth, knowing very well that there wasn't a cat waiting for me; it was just me and my mom.
Besides i don't remember anything from yesterday which was strange
Not that she would care if I went missing for weeks; she only cared about the money I brought home at the end of the day, and nothing more.
Then he stood up, and I watched him rise to his full height, which seemed to be six feet eight. This man was a giant, and a smirk graced his lips.
"Seemed like I didn't introduce myself, little mate, but you wouldn't be going anywhere," he said with a broad smile, and then I panicked.
"What... look, I don't remember how I got here, but I think I'm done here, so hand over the keys, Squidward, before I lose my temper," I rolled my eyes at him, stretching my hands out to get the key from him.
"What the hell did you call me?" he growled, his eyes flashing with color, making me take a step back in fear.
What the hell? This guy literally growled like an animal; he sounded like one, and it scared me. What scared me the most was that when I took a step back, he took one forward, and I forced a smile.
"Squidward, like the cartoon in SpongeBob," I replied, and in an instant, he picked me up and slammed me softly against the wall. My eyes widened as I looked at him in fear.
But that wasn't what scared me, it was the way ,my body reacted to his touch, the moment his hands touch my skin, i felt a shiver go up my body, the feeling of pins and needles traversing across my skin like little electrodes transferring live current through my vein, i was being pulled towards him , it felt like my body was calling for him.
But then i snapped to reality
How had he moved so fast?
"You're driving me insane…" he whispered in my ear, his husky voice filling the air. It did something to me, having his body pressed against mine.
"Don't ever lose that tone with me again, unless you want to get bent over and punished," he threatened, and my eyes widened as he let me go.
"Fuck," he said as he rushed toward the door, literally opening it without the key and slamming it behind him.
What the hell just happened?
I stood there and i knew i was turned on, but i shooked my head as i walked over to the door and tried to pulled it open, but that fucker had locked me inside here.
Then I started pounding, no matter how much I yelled out for him to let me go, I heard nothing.
Then I decided to do what was going to pissed him off and get him to open the door, I trashed the room, and destroyed everything on my path.