YASMIN'S POV-

2 hours later.

I give up!

Glancing at the bottle in my hand I felt dizzy and norm.

"How many now?" I asked the bartender.

"14, 15" he pointed at the bottle in my hand.

Could that be considered quarter of what Owen took.

I was beginning to feel suspicious that I was lied to or deceived.

"You lied to me" I blunted out only to hear Owen chuckle.

I gulped down the remaining content in the bottle and passed it to the bartender, my hand fidgeting slightly.

"Another? " He asked for the tenth time.

I shook my head at the thought of having to chug down another bottle which would worsen the dizziness and the burning in my throat.

"You win" I glanced to the side but Owen wasn't there again.

"He's out" the bartender said as he nudged his jaw up, towards the exit.

"Oh"

"How much" I asked, my voice barely audible.

Talking was a stress!

"Don't worry it's all on the house" I heard him say.

"How much do you think he'll demand from me" I curiously quizzed.

The bartender shrugged his shoulders, saying

"How much can you probably offer a billionaire?"

"Do you actually think what he meant by ' pay' was money transaction?" He chuckled as he finished speaking.

"What are you trying to say bar man" my expression stiffen.

"I saw the way you walked in with your attention only on him," He paused at that point and just smirked.

Maybe he wanted say more.

I thought nothing of it I stood up to leave.

"Choose your words wisely lady" he said.

Coming out of the bar I spotted Owen seated on a nearby bench having a smoke.

I checked my purse, there was little cash in here, how should I pay him?

Approaching him I said softly.

"I don't have much in my purse, how much?"

"Just a hundred thousand"

"I don't have that amount"I responded, blatantly.

"You might as well pay with your body" He mused, chuckling.

Although he didn't seem serious I was already considering it.

A night with Owen Wells will definitely not be bad.

I grinned.

"Take me back to my hotel room and let's get on with it" this words rolled out naturally from my tongue.

I have never been this blunt and clear, this must be the effect of that alcohol.

Standing up from the bench, he came to stand close before me, towering over me with a good number of inches.

I took in his scent which i was intoxicating, like a mix of alcohol, perfume and sweat.

"You're drunk," he said, sniffing me.

"I am, but I am still sober, Felicia" I smiled at him, introducing my name.

"You already know who I am" He grinned.

"Now let's go Mr Wells" I smiled from ear to ear, mischievously.

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<At the hotel room>

After closing the door behind him I expected him to immediately pounce on me, he just leaned on the door, relaxed.

"I admire your boldness but I'm afraid it's the alcohol " he said.

I giggled, taking off my dress.

Why wasn't I shy or embarrassed that I was half naked in front of him?

Right now I was only wearing a bra and underwear.

I reached out to unhook my bra when I heard his footsteps.

"The last thing I want is to take advantage of a drunk lady, prove that you're sober" He said, skeptically.

I sighed

"There was a difference between being dizzy and having no sense of awareness or acting on the subconscious mind " I responded, circling my hands around his neck, tilting my head as I looked at him, softly and unblinking.

"Take off the wig and we can start " he whispered.

I smirked.

Guess it was obvious...

My hands slip out of his hand.

I went to seat on the bed before taking off the wig to reveal my shaved head.

"I expected you to laugh" I muttered as he came closer.

He grabbed my jaw and lifted my head so I could look at him in the eye.

"Even prettier" I held him say, as I opened my mouth to speak his lips claimed mine.

I circled my arms around his neck once more, our tongues intertwined, licking and sucking on each other lips with same energy.

When our lips finally parted, I gasped for air while he continued on my neck and all I could feel was the heat of our closeness.

My heart pounded more and more by the second, chest tightening as he bite, sucked and kissed every part around my neck to shoulder.

In a blink of an eye i collapsed on the bed with him on top of me, once more his lips brushed against mine, I could feel the eagerness in his touches, the wanting and hunger in the kisses, this made me feel warm inside, it made me feel good that I was wanted.

"You made a mistake" he said, his tone husk yet almost hushed.

"Ah...what..do you mean" I stammered, something warm stirring up in my belly, a shiver creeping up my spine as he unhooked my bra and flung it to the side.

I adjusted myself beneath him, gazing at him tenderly with a smile.

"I haven't known what pleasure is for nearly a decade" He revealed, to which I paused, baffled.

"You're my first time in a long while," He added to which I giggled.

I was slowly drowning in pleasure at this foreplay meanwhile he sucked and bit my nipple while fondling with the other.

My breath hitching every now and then as he pinched my nipples which were overly sensitive right now.

The warmth that was brewing in my belly only increased, were they butterflies or something else?

He said this was his first time in a while, that was same for me, I seemed like I was in cloud nine but he kept testing and taunting my limits with every action and movement his made.

The dizziness I felt previously was gone, I was wide awake and in my right senses.

I knew for some reason he was holding back, some of his actions appeared restrained and calculated as though he was careful not to hurt an egg, he treated me like I was some fragile person that will crumble by his touch.

I was dissatisfied realizing this.

"I have quite a stamina Mr Wells, don't hold back," the second I was done talking, his lips clashed against mine, our tongues danced together still we ran out of breath, this time the kiss was rough and fierce as though he wanted to chew my tongue whole.

I noticed the one-sided smirk he gave me as I gasped for air.

Burying his head on my shoulder , he whispered softly into my ear

"I'll take your word for it then"