Episode 4

"I'll be back as soon as possible, don't wait for me!" - Hard to dump the family's darling.

"Enrico, you told me we'd have a chance, why are you running from me?" - it's not a question, it's a statement.

"Don't fuck with me, Mirella. Did you forget our relationship is just sex? And recording the promises I make when I'm sinking my dick into you is a dirty trick. At that moment, any man would promise the sky, but I always made it clear that our thing is sex. I like it this way. If you don't, that's fine."

I hang up the phone. That's why it's so hard to fuck people from the same circle—always demands, always calls. And in Mirella's case, I can't even turn my back on her; she's like my mother's goddaughter. Everything this spoiled brat wants, she gets—except me. After all, as I've said, I wasn't born for relationships.

My head was hot; I had just done another DNA test, another test, another scammer trying to make money off my back, pushing a child on me that isn't mine. I was already jaded by these opportunists trying to extort me. That's why I never fucked without a condom; I always protect myself, thus avoiding millions of euros spent on a gold-digger. I was considering the possibility of having regular girls and changing them from time to time to reduce the headache, but I'm a guy who doesn't really like repeats. But the number of women trying to trick me was getting tiring. Besides, a contract for a child seemed more and more like a reality.

"Are you alright, sir?"

"Yes… I'm fed up. I need a drink to unwind. That crazy woman made a scene."

I was fed up. I was never naive, but having my lawyers called at least once a month to deal with scam attempts was making me increasingly upset.

"Sir, we have a VIP booth at the newly opened nightclub."

"Right."

"Sir, will there be any…"

"No, not tonight."

The noise was something that usually got me excited, but today, I confess, all I wanted was to drink in silence. Why did I decide to go out tonight? Shit. I walk to the VIP booth, and my bodyguards take their positions. I sit with my glass of whiskey and watch the movement on the dance floor—gorgeous women in clothes that don't leave much to the imagination. Yes, after a few minutes of observing people coming and going, I understood what I was doing here. I was a hunter, and I was here to hunt. Even if it cost me lawyers and more lawyers, I was good at this.

Blondes, redheads, and brunettes… I was ready to enjoy this night. I approach the edge of the VIP booth to survey the dance floor. Some women had already noticed me, and yes… now I was clearly seeing their intentions.

"Want some company, handsome?" - I look at the woman and I already know what this is about.

"I'm in the mood for something lighter tonight, Karla. I had a complicated day."

Karla and I shared many nights of rougher sex, complete with many toys. She's a gorgeous woman and is looking for fun.

"Then let's drink, my friend."

We started with small talk. And soon I go back to observing the dance floor.

Curiosity takes over me. I'm a bit high up, but I can clearly see how that Goddess looks out of place. Yes… I see a group of people, all the guys with women on their laps, and only one distant couple. I observe the guy and see he's overly confident, even hitting on another girl with small touches and disguised glances. The one who seems to be his date is out of place.

She's beautiful. I can't see her face from afar, but her body is tempting. Her long, straight hair gives her an air of a damsel in distress. When she stands up, I feel like I'm going to lose my breath. I need to meet her and touch her.

"Karla, I need some privacy." - She knows what it's about.

"No threesome?" - Naughty girl. Who knows? I'll have to observe my prey better.

"Karla, see you around."

I don't take my eyes off the woman. I notice the idiot who doesn't even listen to what she's saying. She picks up her small bag and heads towards the restrooms. Yes, my night started to get interesting.

I head towards the stairs. I wait at the restroom door. Here she comes and, damn... up close, she's a Goddess... I've never seen anything like it. Fuck, I must be really drunk.

I stop in front of her, but she keeps walking and bumps into me.

"Easy... kitten..." - I hold her so she doesn't fall. Fuck, she's beautiful. This scent is intoxicating me even more. When she looks at me, I feel everything in me stop—it's just my heart beating, and how it beats. I see tears, and I'm overcome by a fury. - "Did something happen? Why are you crying?" - I try to seem calm; she needs to calm down.

She looks at me, analyzing my face, and I see doubt there. My little bunny is shy and reserved. It will be so good to strip away layer after layer of this sweetness.

"I'm having a bad day," she confessed, wiping her tears. She's not wearing makeup, damn.

"Me too. We can drink together to make our night, at least, less bitter."

I try this move, especially since she seems doubtful.

"I don't usually drink." - Beautiful and sober, it'll be quite a night.

"That's why you're crying," - I put all certainty into my voice - "come, I'll teach you a thing or two about sad days."

A magnetism takes hold of me, and I need to touch her, I need to feel her, so I touch her, guiding her closer to me.

We arrive at the VIP booth. She immediately approaches the railing. I noticed her gaze searching for her date. Shit! I get frustrated. Are they boyfriend and girlfriend? So what, I'm not jealous.

"Sure you don't want a drink? Try it." - I offer my whiskey.

I'm very close to her when I see what her eyes are watching: right there, her date kissing another girl.

She didn't seem used to drinking, but her frustration was palpable. Soon after the first, came the second and third gulp.

"Come, let's sit over there, so we can drink and talk a bit."

I watched the girl between gulps, and each time she drank, I noticed her face, smelled her scent, so I drank more to appease my desire. My companion's silence was too sexy; if the focus of her silence wasn't another man, I'd be cumming just from watching her.

"Tell me about yourself? What are you doing here? You don't seem like a party girl." - I want to know her.

At that moment, I see the gears turning in her head. She's beautiful.

Her eyes are a clear, shining green, her hair is a lighter shade of brown, with some blonde strands that give her charm. Her mouth is beautiful, full, and pink. I look at her mouth too much, and all I desire is to feel her kiss.

"I'm an ordinary girl... you must have noticed my accent, right? I'm from Brazil, I've lived here for 4 years. I'm not a nightlife person, I tried tonight... You don't know how much it cost me to be here. I wanted to give myself a chance, but look at the mess it turned into." - she looks at herself - "I barely have an outfit."

With that sentence, she invited me to let my eyes wander all over her sinful body, and boy, was it sinful.

"Darling, from here I see you dressed, and you can be sure my eyes would very much like to see beyond that dress," - I say, taking another sip. - "What's your name?"

She turns red. Oh, shit... there are still women who turn red from a mere compliment.

"I mean, I'm not dressed for this environment. And I don't want to say my name, I don't know you."

Beautiful and sinful.

"No names, little bunny. Tell me why your night is bad then."

"I thought I was on a date, I was a fool. He never liked me," - she says between sips of whiskey.

"Easy there!" - I take the drink from her hands; we're both pretty high. - "What can you do with that information?"

I moved closer to her.

She thinks... looks at me... shy. I'm crazy about her.

"Would you kiss me? Do you think I'm enough for you to kiss me?"

I realized it was just a doubt. Clearly, this girl doesn't own a mirror.

"I can show you your answer," - I say softly, approaching.

She just nods.

I take her mouth… and what a taste. She seems out of place, doesn't understand my desire, but I guide her and she lets herself be led… my hands roam her body and we're hot, my dick is getting harder and harder, I smell her arousal, she softens in my hands with each more sensual touch.

"I can make your night unforgettable, little bunny, just let me," - I say and resume the kissing, the touching.

Our make-out session is getting more intense, I'm more and more desirous, with every moan, I need to go deeper.

"Let me touch you."

"I… I… someone might…"

"Shhh…. No one will see…"

She just opens her legs wider and my hand advances under the hem of her dress, which rides up. I shield her with my body, and I feel her panties are all wet.

"Are you dripping, for me, little bunny?"

"—Haaaaa… yes…."

"Can I go deeper…"

"Yes…"

I put my fingers inside her… and I feel how tight she is…. Fuck, I need to get inside her. After she can't take it anymore, she cums…and how beautiful she is…. My little bunny is all red.

Without losing contact, I lick my fingers.

"Come with me… I need you."

I extend my hand. She hesitates, but soon takes it…

We leave the club with my bodyguards preventing us from being seen, get into the SUV, and go in silence.

"Sir?"

"Where to?"

I think, and I want her in my bed…but it's my sanctuary. I decide this fuck will be like the others; even though I've never felt anything like this, it will be like the others.

"To the usual place."

She's quiet. Did she change her mind…?

We arrive at the hotel. My bodyguards take the lead. I extend my hand to her again. She just hesitates.

"Little bunny, I won't hurt you at all. If you want a night to remember, something pleasurable, just follow me. If not, we can just go back. And in either case, tomorrow nothing will change. This is about now. I'm not a man for tomorrow," - I make it clear.

She ponders and timidly grabs my hand.

Ah, we're going to have fun.

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