Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight

It was clear as day—this was love at first sight. I had never believed in such things before, but with Elon, everything felt different. There was something about him that drew me in, something magnetic and irresistible.

His presence alone commanded attention. The way he spoke, the way he moved—it was as if the world itself moved at his pace.

After finishing the delicious meal, I expected him to take me to his bedroom, like most men would. That was what I was used to. Men who only wanted one thing.

But Elon was nothing like them.

Instead, he gently guided me toward the guest room.

That simple act meant more to me than I could express. It showed that he didn't see me as just another woman for a temporary night of passion. He saw me as something more.

He respected me.

And yet… a selfish part of me wished he had wanted me in his own bed tonight.

How could a man be so perfect?

Wealthy, powerful, intelligent, respectful— and breathtakingly attractive.

His broad shoulders, piercing eyes, and the confident way he carried himself made my heart race in ways I had never felt before.

I wanted Jeff out of my life as soon as possible. I wanted to erase every memory of him, finalize the divorce, and start a new future—a future with Elon.

I could already see it: the two of us together, growing old in peace and love.

His deep, smooth voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Miss Lana, your room is ready. Do you need help, or can you manage on your own?"

I glanced at him, feeling my pulse quicken.

"Thank you, Mr. Elon. I'll try to manage on my own," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Of course, I was lying.

I was pretending to struggle, hoping he would step in and carry me in his strong arms. I wanted to feel his warmth, his strength wrapped around me, making me feel safe.

I slowly tried to get up, wobbling slightly, acting as if I was too weak to stand properly.

I could feel his eyes on me, watching closely.

Biting my lip, I played my part perfectly, failing on purpose, waiting for him to take over.

Finally, my plan worked.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and scooped me up effortlessly.

His arms were even stronger than I had imagined. He held me with ease, as if I weighed nothing at all.

I pressed against him, feeling the warmth of his body, hearing the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

His scent surrounded me—a mix of expensive cologne, fresh linen, and something purely masculine.

I could stay in his arms forever.

But all too soon, we reached the guest room.

Carefully, he placed me on the soft bed, his touch lingering for just a moment longer than necessary.

I looked up at him, my heart still racing.

"Thank you, Elon… I didn't expect you to be this strong," I said playfully, my voice teasing yet sincere.

He let out a deep, husky laugh—a dangerous, intoxicating sound that sent shivers down my spine.

I was losing control.

Every moment spent with him made me want him more. If I wasn't careful, I would completely surrender to him.

I had never felt this way before.

So drawn to someone. So completely captivated.

We were still talking when suddenly, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the penthouse.

I frowned, sitting up slightly.

"Who could that be?" I asked, a hint of confusion in my voice.

Elon's expression remained unreadable. He glanced toward the door, his jaw tightening slightly, as if he already had a guess.

But whoever it was, I had a feeling their timing couldn't have been worse.

It was jeff …

Jeff's voice trembled as he spoke, his words filled with worry. "Elon, please, don't trust this girl. She'll destroy you. She's nothing but trouble," he said, his fear obvious.

Elon, trying to stay calm but clearly annoyed, asked, "If she's so bad, why haven't you left her yet?"

Jeff hesitated, then gave a guilty smile. "Well, I'd have to give her half of my money. It's too expensive to leave her," he admitted, sounding almost ashamed.

Elon's patience snapped. He grabbed Jeff by the shoulders and threw him across the room with a force that shocked everyone. "You idiot! You're letting money ruin your life!" he shouted, his anger boiling over.

Without another word, Elon stormed into my room. His presence was intense, and I could feel the energy radiating from him. He quickly tore off his clothes, revealing his strong, muscular body. Then, without hesitation, he ripped off my clothes too. I was stunned but excited, my heart racing as he pushed me onto the bed.

He climbed on top of me, his powerful body pressing against mine. What followed was a night of passion like I had never experienced before. His movements were confident and deliberate, and I couldn't help but lose myself in the moment. We tried every position imaginable, each one more thrilling than the last.

"Fuck harder , YES YES , Ohhh Yesssss ,uh uhhhh yes fuck me with ur big dick i was always waiting for this moment all this time , Dont stop ,OMG YESS, UHH UHHHH , COM ON ME , UR SO GOOD AT IT , uhhh" i kept saying with joy

Unlike Jeff, who always finished too quickly, Elon took his time, making sure every second was unforgettable. His hands explored my body, leaving marks everywhere they touched. By morning, my skin was covered in bruises, but I didn't care. It was the best night of my life.

As the sun rose, Elon finally collapsed beside me, breathing heavily. I lay there, exhausted but happy, knowing that this night would stay with me forever. Elon looked at me with a satisfied smile, and I knew