Chapter 10.10

~Continuation Of chapter eight~

Zarie‘s POV

I say my goodnight to Zavier and climb the stairs with the intention of going to bed.

I go straight to my room and I decide to take a shower before I end the night completely.

After showering, I wear a see through night dress which my best friend bought for me one day when we went for shopping.

Honestly, I really miss Penelope so much.

I decide to wear the dress as a way of getting close to her plus it is very comfortable and it is not like anyone is here with me to see me in the dress so I think there is nothing for me to worry about.

Speaking of Penelope, I have just recalled her graduation is in just less than three weeks time and since I arrived here in Zavier’s mansion, I have not called to checkup on her which makes me feel quite guilty.

She may be feeling lonely by now.

Since her parents died, she has taken me as her only family.

Even though she has her uncle and his wife, she is not as close to them as she is to me.

Since it is already late, I will have to call her early tomorrow.

As I enter my room, a faint scream escapes my mouth as I spot an intruder on my bed, someone I am not really expecting.

Seated on my bed is Zavier, wearing a grey sweat pant with a plain v-neck T-shirt.

His nice blonde hair is in a messy state, making him more handsome and attractive.

'Hey' I call him as he does not notice me enter the room since all his attention is on the program he is watching on the television.

Hearing my voice, he turns his head towards my direction and I notice his eyes darken at once.

'Wow' I hear him say and that is all it takes for be to become fully concious of the kind of dress I am in at the moment.

The night dress only covers my private parts.

No wonder he is looking at me like a predator ready to pounce on its prey at any given opportunity.

'Umm... You did not tell me you will....ummm.... I.. I’ I try to talk with the intention of saying something to distract him from looking at my body, whiles trying in vain to cover the exposed skin of my body.

His gaze seems like he is looking through my entire soul and it looks like he is undressing me with his bare eyes.

Before I can comprehend anything, he is already in front of me.

'I am such a lucky husband' he murmurs in the crook of my neck as he pulls me against him roughly.

'Why? ' I asks him.

It is my intent to ask him with my normal voice but it only comes out as a mere whisper.

But I guess he heard it since he chuckles and responds.

'You are a complete package.

Sexy, beautiful and a very good cook as well'. He says as he brushes his lips against mine, his minty breath filling my senses.

His words makes a blush creep its way onto my cheeks.

Before I can even utter another word, his hot lips are already on my quivering one, devouring it hungrily and roughly.

My world seems to have come to a complete stop as I feel his soft lips on mine.

I never expected the night to turn into something like this.

Even though I was not anticipating it, I cannot deny that it is surely magical.

He bites on my bottom lip, seeking for entrance which I give to him with no hesitations.

He lifts me up and I in turn wrap my legs around his waist.

I know where this will lead to if I do not stop him right now but I just cannot seem to say the words that my mind is telling me.

I cannot seem to bring myself to tell him to stop, to say no to all the things he is doing to me and the emotions he is invoking in me.

I know we just met, I know I do not even know him enough for me to be willing to sacrifice something I have kept for all these years, waiting for the right person.

I do not know if he is the right person and I sure as hell do not know what these five years we are going to spend together may bring our way.

But one thing I certainly know is that, I will not regret offering my virtue to this stranger who has badged into my world without my permission and who seems to be taking a part of me which I do not even mind him stealing.

He can take from me whatever he wants to take.

Even though we have spent little time as compared to the time I have spent with my mother, this stranger has given me all that I have been searching for all these years.

He is too good for me and he does not even realize it.

If these five years ends with us parting from each other, at least I will know I took one decision on my own, a decision I will never regret, a decision that was not manipulated by my mum.

Author’s note;

Thank you for reading, stay safe.