Louisa nodded eagerly. “Oh, yes. I still want to find out who owns this place.”
“Me, too. You’ve got me intrigued now.”
At the bottom of the stairs, the gentleman who opened the door last night appeared. “Good morning, ladies. I trust you had a good night’s sleep?”
I nodded. “Oh, yes. It was perfect.”
The man smiled, and it was almost like a knowing smile. I suddenly felt paranoid. “If you come with me, I will lead you to get some breakfast.” He motioned for us to follow him and we did so without another word.
It wasn’t long before we were at a set of doors that he pushed through. It was a big room which was brightly lit from the sun. There were small tables situated everywhere, which kind of reminded me of a dining room in a hotel. I could smell the distinct aroma of coffee, bacon, and sausages. Whatever it was, it was making my stomach growl.
“Please, take a seat and help yourself to any food and drink available.”
Louisa and I nodded, then turned our attention back to the room. I soon spotted Brad sitting at the table, his head in his hands. He didn’t look too well, and I didn’t know if I was secretly pleased with that or not.
Giving Louisa a knowing look, we marched up to his table. It would seem that everyone else was gone because Brad was the only one sitting there.
“Brad,” I demanded, once we were at the table.
He looked up, and I took a step back. He looked ill. His handsome face was drawn, red rims underneath his eyes. He looked like he hadn’t slept all night.
I couldn’t let this lie, though. He marked me and I needed to know why the hell he did it.
I was about to ask, but then he noticed my neck. “What in the hell happened to you?”
I huffed. “As if you didn’t know, Brad. Come on. You sneak into my room, and…”
Brad shot up, waving his hands in front of him. “Hold on, Tyler. What are you talking about? I passed out on one of the sofas. I was there all night.”
Chapter 10
Dean
I was secretly watching this whole spectacle with a smile on my face. The look of shock on everyone’s faces was a picture. In fact, I should take a photo so I could look back at it and laugh.
Grabbing my phone from my pocket, that was exactly what I did. I could only imagine what must be going through her head. It would eat away at her all day, trying to figure it out.
Thinking about it had my cock springing to life. I knew that sinking my dick into her again would feel good, but I never thought it would feel that good. I was in control until she came, then I fucking lost it. I couldn’t let her do that to me again. I couldn’t let her gain control. I had to fight her fucking powers before she consumed me. I only had her once, but couldn’t wait to have her again. I’ll play with her for a while, then do something that will frighten and shock the life out of her.
Picturing her panicking made the laughter erupt inside of me. The first game was set. After last night, I knew she would be craving more. I would certainly give that to her. I would be as obliging a lover as I can be without giving her what she truly desired in the end.
She would want me to kiss her. She would want me to hold her all night so she felt a connection with me. I would make it so that she would seek me out in the dark. I would be the one that satisfies her ultimate fantasy. A stranger who sneaks into her room. Someone who gives her the ultimate pleasure, but also seeks to give her the ultimate pain. Pain she’s never had to endure. Pain that would eat away at her until there was nothing left.
She was my nemesis, I was her lotus. And payback was a bitch.
Chapter 11
Tyler
I wanted to think maybe Brad was either lying or couldn’t remember what he did last night, but seeing the way he looked told me otherwise. My first reaction was that I couldn’t move. My second reaction was to grab a coffee and think. Maybe once I had a drink, I would be able to think clearly and come up with a solution as to what in the hell happened to me last night.
I walked over to the coffee pot, a shocked Louisa and a stunned Brad following me.
Pulling on my arm, Louisa leaned in to whisper, “If Brad wasn’t the one to give you the best sex you ever had, who was?”
“What are you whispering about?” Brad asked. “Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?”
I looked at both of them and shook my head. “I honestly don’t know.” I was answering both their questions because I really didn’t have a clue.
“Well, tell me this,” Brad said. “Who did that to your neck?”
I looked timidly away and poured myself a coffee. “I thought it was you.”
Turning back around, I saw Brad’s eyes open wide. “I know I can’t remember anything about last night, but I certainly wouldn’t do that to you. I would never mark you like that.” Rubbing his head in confusion, Brad sat down on the nearest chair. “I swear I wouldn’t do that to you.”