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Chapter 2: Not Even Dinner First?

No she's dead, get over it Jellal.

My eyes accidently fell to the memory of my childhood friend and to the chest of this very beautiful woman.

She just stood there with a cigarette on her hand, I dared to notice she was wearing only her black underwear barley covered by a black coat she wore over. The blackness of her clothing made her naked pale skin even brighter under the neon lights, indeed she was a goddess trapped in hell.

She caught me staring at her gorgeous figure and smiled, accepting the invitation. Laying her elbows on the window frame with her head almost inside the car with that sexy gaze her eyes seemed so good at doing. I blushed for some strange reason and she chuckled, closing her eyes and smiling.

I could write an essay of thirty-five thousand pages about her smile and everything it made me feel the first time I saw it, even if she smiled because she was making fun of me.

She smoked her cigar without saying anything "C-Can I help you, Miss?" I asked politely, but she just blew the smoke in my face. I pretended it didn't bother me that my lungs could develop cancer now and just coughed a bit without losing my style, but somehow she could see right through me and laughed at my feeble attempt, again.

"I like you" she said while resting her head on her hand and smiling charmingly. But I just couldn't stop blushing! I was caught in a sensitive state! And she was just so…appealing. I got lost in her brown chocolate eyes, so deep and warm…and her hair was so…

Her beautiful moany voice brought me back "So, what do you say?" my eyes caught the movement of her coat falling down slightly from her shoulders, showing some generous cleavage. I couldn't break my line of sight from her chest, it was as in my eyes were glued to it! She was enjoying this a bit too much and laughed again.

I swear I could hear her laughter for the rest of my life and love it every second even more. She gently lifted my chin with her fingers so that our eyes made contact.

And once again I got lost. After a moment she smiled when I unlocked the door, and walked to the passenger door. Once settled I turned the engine on, we headed back to the hotel.

The ride was quiet, she didn't seem to talk unless she was talked to and I was kind of busy with my thoughts.

What if she had a disease or was some sort of psycho-murder or was hired to kill me! I've earned a kind of womanizer reputation, sleeping with my colleges' wives or my friend's girlfriends and well I'm the most famous individual of the world so this stuff always got into the news somehow, even live videos!

Kind of embarrassing though. Loved by women, envied by men, that's my life.

This was probably in the news before it even happened. I can imagine the title:

Breaking News! Jellal Fernandes the richest man on Earth caught doing a prostitute!

Not that I care anyway.

Besides, there's something about this woman that reminds me of her…

We finally arrived, I parked in front of the hotel where probably a thousand pictures where already uploaded in Google about me walking around the car and opening the passenger door. A thousand pictures! And I haven't even slept with her! Can you imagine being me?

Anyway I opened the door, and offered my hand but she didn't even look at it, she just got off and walked to the main entrance. I stood there with my hand held out for like an entire minute and then walked behind her still a bit confused.

I finally found her inside the immense Lobby, she was whirling around with an amazed expression. I admit I fixed my suit complemented by her expression and that even gave me a confidence boost so I went straight forward for her.

I grasp her slim waist, taking her aback. Being surprised she made this super-girly-yelp-like-scream and her face reflected a little bit of fear and so much innocence, I even regret have used my most dominant expression.

But these lasted for a millisecond because when she realized it was just me she turned the tables and made me look like a little Chihuahua in comparison to dominance.

But still I didn't turn submissive, I pulled her closer to me and her hand gripping my hair told me she liked that. I got closer to her parted lips, our lips were about to make contact and engage in a fierce battle.

Until suddenly she pushed me away.

I felt like a DJ that had the power cut off all of a sudden, and blinked several times.

She seemed totally cool with breaking my inspiration and was just like 'What?'. I couldn't comprehend, seriously I don't even know how much money I'm paying! Don't I deserve a kiss?! At least!?

She ignored me and went to the elevator, after a moment of profound meditation about what I think was about to do, I followed her. Somehow she seemed to know exactly where she was heading.

She was so dominant I mean she entered the building like she owned it. I'ma show her who's the Boss-Ass Bitch here.

She waits at the elevator patiently for me, the doors open and we come inside.

The employee that saves me the trouble of pressing the elevator buttons was ready as always to fulfill his task. I liked this guy so I haven't got laid with his wife or daughter…

He greeted me and my…um…Friend? And pressed the button that lead to the twenty-seventh floor. My…Friend lay on the long couch at the back of the elevator, I never given much thought of how big this elevator is, maybe a new place to fuck who knows.

The doors opened and we got out, I thanked my employee that, as much as he loved his wife, couldn't keep his eyes of my…Friend's ass.

For some strange this got to me and I could feel anger building up inside me. Should've fucked his daughter damn it!

I couldn't shake this feeling off, I felt like she was mine now, like I owned her. So I grabbed her firmly and pulled closer to me, making it clear that she was my possession now.

Rage still was present in my mine, and the ideas that gave me were kind of…bizarre.

The door opens with my voice, and I'm sure she caught my anger when my sweet-blushy-attitude changed.

But the door opened revealing my room, basically the whole twenty-seventh floor was my room so, yeah it's kind of big. She was beyond astonishment this time and somehow her wild happiness over something so meaningless to me brought peace to my mind and my earlier sinister thoughts banished.

I walked by her without her even realizing it and into my movie theater sitting on the couch, it was one of those couches where you literally sink in comfort, and pressed the random movie picker. I had all the movies ever made, but there were so many I could never pick one, so I installed this random movie picker to choose for me.

I watch the names pass by, my head resting on my hand and my dull eyes centered in the screen. The screen occupied the whole wall, and it wasn't that big cause as the place where I live is an entire floor, it's composed of rooms that are all connected to each other so it's not such a big deal.

For me at least.

The name of the chosen movie finally appears and once again my mind starts to heat up, and rage invades it.