One Night Of Sin

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is just a random story that came to me. I've been very busy this year and last year because me and my friend just started a business. However, I'm still working on one of my previous story 'That Pair of Eyes'. The other 'Toward Tomorrow' will have to be on hold for now. Anyways, let's the story begins! Remember, English is not my first language so there will be spellings and errors.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Maid-sama. All I own is my own ocs.

WARNING: This is rated R so if you don't like, please don't read. For those who likes, I am not a very good at detailing so I hope you enjoy!

CHAPTER 1

Ayuzawa Misaki was a low class girl who grew up in the poor part of the city of Tokyo, Japan. She lived in a small apartment with her mother and younger sister. Her mother was always sick and could not work. She dropped out of school to get a job and helped her sister with the rent.

One day, Misaki's mother was very sick and was in the hospital. She went looking for her sister at her work place. She asked to see her sister, but was refused by her sister's boss.

"Please Mrs. Dara, I need to talk to Suzuna. My mother is very sick." She pledged.

"Your sister is with a customer." She pushed Misaki out of the door. Misaki stumbled backward.

"Please, Mrs. Dara…" She started to say.

"Didn't I already tell you that she's busy?" She said harshly and walks back inside. Misaki was stopped by two men when she tries to get inside again.

"Out of my way! I'm here to see my sister."

"Sorry, Miss. You will have to wait outside." One of the men said to Misaki. Misaki was feeling frustration and very angry. She walked over to the sidewalk and sat down on the curve.

At the same time, a black Mercedes drove by slowly. A man inside the car noticed Misaki when she looked up. He glanced back at her. He then leaned over and exchanged a few words with his trusted servant and the car was pulled over. The servant stepped out of the car and walked toward Misaki while his master drove off.

The servant stopped beside Misaki.

"Excuse me, Miss." He said looking down at her. Misaki looked up in confusion. "Please come with me, Miss. My master would like to hire your services for the evening." Misaki stared up at him in surprise and she stood up abruptly.

"I'm sorry, but I don't do that kind of work." She said, feeling a little offended by his remark.

"If it's a matter of money, my master is extremely generous. My master is Takumi Walker. I'm sure you have heard of him." He stated.

"I already told you I don't do that kind of work. Why don't you get someone inside?" She said feeling annoyance now.

The servant began to worry. The mention of his master name did not do anything to her. But maybe she did not know him because of where she's at. He wondered.

"Ten thousand!" He offered.

Misaki thought it was a huge amount of money to offer to someone for a one night service. She didn't think it would cost that much. She still would not accept it.

"I'm sorry but like Iー"

"Fifty thousand!"

"Are you crazy?!" She finally snapped thinking how mad this man is. "You can hire about ten girls for that amount of money."

"Money does not matter at this point. My master has seen you and wished to share your company for this evening."

She frowns in confusion. "I am flattered, but not interested."

"Sixtyー"

"No!" She snapped at him. "Not at any price." She turned and started to walk away.

Misaki did not noticed the servant made a quick call. A car suddenly pulled up beside her and before she could react, she was shoved into the car. She did not have a chance to scream. A hard elbow in her back prevented her from resisting, and then her arms were pulled behind her and held tightly at the center of her back.

"Let go of me!" She screamed. "Letー" But before she could finished her sentence, a handkerchief whipped about her mouth and tied behind her head.

The servant from before leaned over her and said softly, "I am sorry Miss, but you left me with no choice. My master's order must be obeyed. No other woman had ever refused him before. The most beautiful women in England and around the world fight to be with him. You will see why when he came to you. There is no man like my master, Takumi Walker."

Misaki did not care if he was the most handsome man alive, she would have none of him. She was very angry and scared. She had to get away from this lunatic.

But before she could think of a way out; the car suddenly stopped. She was yanked out of the car and was carried inside. She did not know where they were taking her because they had covered her head with the jacket.

She was carried down the hallway to a room. He let her down in front of the door. He lifted the jacket off of her and pushed her into the room and locked the door. She took the handkerchief off of her mouth and banged on the door.

"Let me out!" She yelled. "Someone let me out!" She screamed, but no answer. She tries to open the door, but couldn't.

Half an hour later the Servant came back in. Misaki immediately charged toward him.

"Where am I?" She started to yelled. "Why did you bring me here? I've already told you, I'm not for sale!" She continued to yelled at him.

"Please calm down, Miss." He spoke as calm as ever.

"Calm down?!" She yelled. "You have insulted me, abused me and kidnapped me! And you expected me to be calm?!" The servant just stared at her. "I am not for sale at any price! So just let me go."

"You are very stubborn, but it changes nothing. You will stay – no." He held up his hand when she opened her mouth. "I do not recommend screaming." Misaki closed her mouth in frustration. "I will give you a few hours to reconsider." He walked out of the room before Misaki could protest.

Misaki paced around the room with mix feared and angered. How could this have happened to her? How can someone do such a thing? How dare they kidnapped her? Who does this Takumi Walker think he is? She bites her lower lip in frustration. "Mother!" She said to herself. She just remembered her mother in the hospital. She began to worried. She tried to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.

Half an hour gone by and the servant walked into the room again. Misaki was sitting on the bed and was immediately stood up when he entered.

"Let me go!" She demanded.

"I'm sorry, Miss but I can't do that. I take it you haven't change your mind."

"I've already told you. I'm not for sale, not for any price. I'm not that kindー"

"I am going to ask you again…" He interrupted her.

"I said no!" She snapped at him.

"Very well, you leave me no choice. You will remain here until my master came back." He exited without giving her a chance to say anything.

"Wait! Wait!" She ran to the door and started pounding on it. "Let me out!" But no one answer. She walked back to the bed and started pacing the room again.

The servant walked to his room in frustration. He sat down and poured himself a drink. Another servant was also there. He stared at his friend in confusion.

"Lance, what's wrong?"

"That woman is giving me problems. She refused the service for Master Takumi for the night." He said angrily.

"Woah!" He said in surprised. "Does she know who Master Takumi is?"

"I don't think she knows or else she wouldn't refuse."

"Can't you give her…"

"I have offered her with a large amount of money and she still refused." He said and poured himself another drink. "I don't know what to do. Master Takumi will not be please. You know how he is. No women had ever refused him before."

"She refused, eh? Hmmm…maybe we can make her more agreeable." He said with a wicked smile. Lance looked at him with confusion. "Here." He handed him a small packet. Lance was still confused. "It is aphrodisiac. Mix some of it in her food." He said with a grinned. That's when Lance began to understand.

"This might just work." He said smiling.

Later during the day, Lance walked into the room with a maid. The maid was carrying a tray of food with some clean robes.

"Let me go!" Misaki said in anger. "You have no right to lock me in here."

"I've already told you. You will remain here until Master Takumi show up." Misaki threw up her hands up in frustration. She sat down pouting on the bed. Lance signaled the maid to take the food to Misaki. "You must be hungry. I have the maid brought you food and a clean robe." Misaki raised her eyes suspiciously. "You may want to bathe before you meet my master. You look…" He glanced at her up and down, "unpleasant." He said before he leaves. The maid followed him out closely. Misaki frowned and sniffed her arms and clothes.

"What is he talking about?" She said displease with his comments.

She glanced at the food and swallowed. They all looked so delicious. No, Misaki. You mustn't. What if they poison you? She thought to herself with horror. Her stomach groaned and she realized that she hasn't eaten all day. She kept on looking at the food. Maybe it's not poison. After all, he did want her to meet his master. It took her about five minutes to decide to just eat the food. She lay on the bed after she finished eating. She thought that was the best food she had ever eaten in a very long time.

Thirty minutes gone by and she sat on the bed waiting for this Takumi Walker to show up. She expected him to open the door any minute and walked in. Suddenly, she felt her skin began to tingle. She thought it must be because she was nervous. But the tingling continued, in fact, it was getting worse. She walked over to the table and poured herself a glass of water and drank it.

She began pacing the room, but stopped. It did not help, it's like her body screamed with energy, urging her to move. She sat down on the bed, and then heard herself groaned. Her eyes flared wide at the sound. What was wrong with her? She rubbed her arms, and then groaned again. Her skin was sensitive everywhere. Something was definitely wrong. She's hurt, no, not hurt—she didn't know what it was, but it was rushing through her in waves and culminating in her lower section.

Unconsciously, she fell back on the bed, squirming restlessly. She was sick. The food! It must be the food, she realized.

"Oh, God, what have they done to me?" She said in horror.

Suddenly, she felt very warm. She thought she had caught a fever. But that's impossible. She thought to herself. She curled up on the bed in a moment of frightful despair. She could feel hot surges of sensation beginning again, building in strength, and an insistent throbbing in her lower region, an ache. Her head tossed back and forth, her breath came in little gasps. She was losing control completely, her body arching, twisting, thrusting, and she didn't even realized she was doing it. She had no conception of time.

Thirty minutes later, when Takumi entered the room, Misaki was beyond thinking about anything except the burning heat in her body. She didn't hear him come in. She didn't know he stood at the closed door watching her. His dark green eyes fascinated by her every movements. His lips curved up wickedly. What have she done to herself to bring out this feverish pitch of excitement? What a surprise she was! He didn't think she would be this beautiful and exciting. This will turn out to be an enjoyable evening after all. He thought to himself.

He sat down next to her and reached for her cheeks. She gasped at his touch. He leaned over and kissed her softly, but she grabbed his cheeks with her hands and kissed him hard. He kissed her back with equal forced. A moment later, he found the strength to pulled away and looked at her. He can see so much passion in her eyes and he could not wait any longer. He undressed her while kissing her. He was on top of her in an instant. Without holding himself back anymore he thrust deep in her, breaking her virgin maidenhead and she screamed. But it was too late. Her maidenhead was breached.

"Sweet Jesus!" He hissed. "Why didn't you tell me?" His voice became soft as he looked down at her with tender eyes.

She didn't answer. She had closed her eyes. Takumi swore silently. What the hell was she doing at that place? She can't be a virgin working at that kind of place. A moment later she was moving, matching his paces, thrusting against him. He smiled and made love to her. He brought her to climax three times that night. He didn't think that was possible, but with her he felt he could not get enough of her. He had never experience anything like this.

Misaki lay next to him exhausted and asleep. Takumi lay on his sides staring at her. He touched her lightly on her cheek and kissed her on the forehead. He too fell asleep just before dawn.