Chapter 4: Flashback

"Ugghhhh" I heard her groan.

The morning sun was already shining in and I had been up for hours. I couldn't bare to leave her, after all she was so damn cute. She was so passionate last night that it left me wanting more. Every inch of her I wanted to consume.

Before I knew it I had pulled her in from behind. My fingers traced the parts of her body I held last night. She had marked my body over and over, just as I did hers.

Her scratches were deep enough to make me bleed but everything she did made all the more fascinated with her. It's too bad she had knocked out before we could, you know, do it.

she said 'don't stop' yet she found herself out cold. It was like she was making me beg for it. I finally returned to reality with a sudden shake of the bed. The way the light danced around her made her seem like an angel.

I couldn't help but chuckle at watching her struggle to find her things. Pulling on my shirt made her look all the enticing. I thought there was no way she would be able to go out dressed like that, but here rushing to the door made my heart heavy. I needed to get dressed. I needed to keep her there. I needed her.

……"Just where do you think you're going?"

I closed in on her. She looked like a rabbit, frail and terrified. Pulling her in, I lowered my voice to her ear. I could tell she wasn't happy with anything I had to say not was she happy about doing it. If we did, I wouldn't have regretted it, but seeing as it would've been her first time she would have. I decided to keep that we didn't do it a secret.

Slamming money to my chest, she said, "I hope we never meet again Mr. whatever your name is."

Her words cut deep, but my only intention was to make her mine.

KARA'S POV

After a shower, and a quick cup of coffee, I arrived at the office. I was burning mad. Although my head was a mess, I needed to get myself together. the company's number one rule for being a journalist was to keep calm under pressure.

I had gained a lifetime opportunity to meet the owner of Chalres enterprises and on of the shareholders for Kings International.

Not only was it almost impossible to get an interview, photos were never released to the public. I don't know what made him accept the interview but I was extremely grateful for it. Having taken a photo of him would surely boost my career.

"Kara!!!" my thought process was broken by a nasel voice from behind. It was my friend Anya. "why didn't you text me back last night?"

"what are talking about?" I asked her.

"Well……after leaving with the hot bartender, who by the way was totally into you, you never got back to me."

My head pounded as flashes of memories came back to me. A glass of wine, a burning sensation and I was running from something, or rather, someone. Was I drugged?

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