A drunken night- III

Clothes were littered around the room and told the tale of the events that took place in the room before.

It would only take a fool to think about what had happened. Even breaths were being taken now and both of them had calmed down from their last activity.

Evelyn sighed. Why had she been waiting this long? It was an amazing experience to be honest and she was glad that Rome was nowhere near as a part of it.

"Was I too rough?" She heard a soft murmur which broke her out of thoughts and looked at the man who's chest she was lying on.

She shook her head slowly as a smile creeped up on her face. "It was nice." It was Perfect, what she wanted to say first but she knew better than to get into a man's ego.

He smiled lazily and she almost blinked out of shock because it was the first time that she had seen a man of one of the biggest organised crime businesses smile at her genuinely.

"Good," he moved slightly but then frowned at something. He sat on the bed from previously lying down in and out of the covers only two hiss in anger.

"What?" She asked at his sudden change of behaviour. Everything was alright but now he was looking so angry.

He looked at her and then moved the sheets slightly. "What's this?"

She peered over to it then moved to him. "It's blood." She said, having her fair share of experiences of seeing it. Even though her father tried his best to not let him see or be bloodied, it was often that there were drops of blood spatter across the white shirt.

So she was pretty immune to it by now.

He sighed harshly, "Evelyn, why would you not tell me that you were a virgin?"

Oh, that effort he was worried about? Such a small and insignificant thing?

"Oh?" She chuckled, "how does it matter Aldo. For all it is, it's done now." She had no idea why it had become such a significant thing for him. If anything, losing her virginity just meant that the other phase of her life was over and she could finally move on.

He sighed and rubbed his face, "Well," he huffed and looked down at her smiling and goofy face, "what the hell are you so happy for?"

She giggled, "I finally fucked." She gushed. And as a matter of fact it was not disappointing so if anyone ever asked her about your first night she could actually give them a pretty good detail about it.

"Fuck?" He repeated, "Baby, you have no idea." He said in a low growling voice before counting on her and nipping at her jaw making her laugh loudly.

Before long his length slipped inside her making her Moan loudly. There was still a slight pain when he did so because she was not accustomed to something so big inside her.

The entire night was filled with passionate breaths and loud streaks of orgasn. There was no care left in the world for Evelyn as she was having back to back orgams and seeing stars in the middle of the night in her room.

When the morning came and the alcohol in her system was drained out, Evelyn sprang up from the bed not before holding her head that was paining.

"Shit," she muttered when she saw someone lying next to her. That someone was not someone but one of her father's associates and one of the most powerful men to walk on the planet.

"What did I do?" She groaned out. Without thinking twice, she glanced at the man who passed out and began to wear her clothes from last night again. At least she had won a good dress which could be taken as something that did not make her feel like she was telling everyone that she was doing the walk of shame. Closing the door shut to the room she had a taxi to her own house who woke up hours later.

"Must be gone," he thought immediately when he spoke to the sight and there was no one there. It must've been a drunken night stand for all he knew.

He took a shower and changed his clothes. It was one of his hotels so there was a penthouse that belonged to him. It was easy to get access to a change of clothes.

The valet handed him the keys of the car that had already been brought out. Pulling the gear forward I drove into the lane and sped past everyone.

"Fuck this," he squinted his eyes forward, the glamour of the sun was troubling his eyes and this car did not have any sunglasses at least not in front of him.

He carefully looked around in front of him. All the cars were away. He leaned into the side to wear the dashboard and opened it to retrieve a pair of sunglasses that were thankfully inside.

He looked back on the road when he saw himself driving to a car dangerously close. His feet slammed on to the brakes in record time but that was not enough and before he knew a loud crash had already taken place having his head banging on the steering wheel and having him losing his consciousness immediately.