Ava POV
My heart sang as I listened to the nasty words he laid; for once in my life, I felt I had made a big mistake.
"Sir... please," he stammered while he watched me with a smile.
"It seems you aren't serious right now, if you're in, then follow me," he said, as his eyes mingled with mine.
Without further thought, I decided to let it go as I wrapped my hands together while clearing my throat to speak.
"Fine...I will go. Finally, I laid those words as he smirked.
I watched him stand up, while he strode in front of me, while I followed him.
The eyes perched directly on me, their eyes lingering toward me as I followed him from back.
For once, I couldn't understand why adults were so obsessed with our presence.
"Enter," he said, bringing me back to my senses. As I stared at the expensive black car in front of me, a driver was spotted inside with his hands wrapped around the steering wheel.
I nodded while moving inside, as he followed me inside.
The AC hit my skin as I stared at the blue leather seat in front of me.
After a long journey, my legs itched as I walked outside of the car.
Feeling the heaviness of it, piercing inside my bone and giving it a stiff mark.
"Come with me," he said, waving his hands at me while I nodded before heading inside.
Glancing at the tall hotel in front of me, the hotel was shown in the lobby with marble floors.
I could feel the classy of the floors, while the grand staircase was stunning enough to stare at entirely.
"Watch out, Ma," I jerked off as I stared at the smiling lady behind me, her face lighting up as if she just won the lottery.
"Sorry," I bowed my head as I pleaded with my two hands folded together; she nodded before walking out of my view.
For a moment, I couldn't help but scan the whole area as everywhere seemed bright and beautiful. Just the design made by the floor could cost a fortune for me, but as I kept on observing every bit of design.
"What are you doing?" Mr Lucas drew my mind back, as he stared at me with a killing look.
My legs vibrated while running toward him, his hands folded together in his pocket as he talked to the receptionist.
Her red lipstick gave a better view to seduce him, I watched her pull her shirt a little down.
Revealing her modern boobs, with her red bra attached to it. As she kept on smiling and biting her lips majestically as if he was fucking her in her mind.
"Is it only you, Sir?" Her question sparked inside my ear, while she smirked at me.
"Not really...but with my angel." Mr Lucas pulled my body closer to him, scenting his heat around my nostrils.
It smelled like a roasted cigarette burned as I smiled majestically, praying to be pulled out of him.
"Her?" Mr. Lucas's eyes wandered in shock, his eyes trying to find out why she said that.
"Better do your work well," he said; finally, his rude attitude sparked out as she stared at me with a killer look.
If a look could kill, I would be dead by now. Her head bowed low while she typed some words on her computer before facing him with a frown.
"Done, Sir, Number 231," she said, handing over the card to him while she winged her eyes at me.
But I could feel her annoying eyes on my face while I smiled, wondering, ignoring her behavior.
Mr Lucas held the card as he pulled me closer again before placing a kiss on my cheek and walking out of her view.
I felt her view snatching my shoulder in pain, but I didn't care anymore.
We walked down toward the elevator while pressing the 12 buttons; I needed a break from his roasted smell.
His breath clenched with mine as he moved closer to me while smiling as if he saw an angel being devoured and went to hell.
"Sir..." I stammered while trying to adjust my body firmly from shaking, he moved behind me while staring at the other side.
A few minutes had gone by, and finally, I heard a sound of relief while gasping for more air. His hands were attached to his pockets while he walked in front, ignoring my presence entirely.
But as soon as I thought it was a better way to flee, trying to turn my back to flee faster, and ending the marriage for my sanity.
His hands held my wrist, giving me a sharp pain down my legs. As I screamed in pain, pulling his hands off mine, his broad shoulder couldn't let me at all.
"Where do you think you're going?" His deep voice pulled toward my ears.
"I didn't want to run, please, you're hurting me," I said, trying to rub my hands off him, but his scary eyes stared directly into mine before pulling his hands off mine.
"You better get this done," that's the last words I could hear before my head fell on the bed.
My eyes slid open while I glanced sideways at the Huge man beside me. It wasn't anything like Mr Lucas, this one looked like a dead man killer.
I tried lifting my head, but the sharp pains pierced inside my waist, pulling me down to the bed as I cried in pain.
I felt the man beside me blink his eyes, rubbing his weak eyes before glancing at me with a smile.
"You're awake," he said as he moved closer to me. But the more he did, the more I tried shifting my head away from his direction.
"Don't be stubborn," a familiar voice pulled out in front of me as I glanced at Mr. Lucas's smiling face.
His eyes darkened and dimmed as he moved closer to me; I moved my face away, but his eyes were still fixed on mine while he pulled my face closer to him and placed his wet lips on my nose.
Pecking it as if his life was all about it, my body shivered in fear while he smirked before facing the huge man beside me on the bed.
"You better take care of this," he said, before walking out of the room.
The huge man stood up, revealing his dark and sexy six-pack, giving me the memories of last night.
I could remember his sexy rock inside me, as Mr Lucas smiled at him while he fucked the hell out of me. The screaming I had over the night kept on ringing in my ears, pulling me to the ground in pain.
"Do you need another round?"