Chapter 2 The Male Escort

• || LEAH’S POV ||
• " Where... where are you taking me?"
• I felt someone supporting me as the world spun wildly around me. After I fainted, I vaguely heard my stepmother Clara call over a waiter to handle me.
• The waiter paid no attention to my words. He was dragging me with him, my legs stumbling all the way. Just then a man appeared in the lobby, looking anxious and worried. His eyes fell on mine and lit up as if he had found his way out. Then he whispered something to the waiter that I couldn't hear. My head was feeling too heavy to concentrate on anything.
• I didn't know what happened to them. The waiter soon dragged me in front of the room hurriedly and pushed me inside. The world around me was still spinning and I couldn't see anything clear in that room. My body was still burning up like fire.
• All of a sudden, I felt a harsh pull in my body. I fell over a body and soon afterwards, he was all over me. Hot possessive kisses showered on my whole body as I cried in protest. I couldn't even see the man's face but his muscular body gave off a dangerous aura that made my heart racing in fear.
• I tried to push him off with all my strength. I failed as his husky, dominating voice left me frozen,
• " Don't move!"
• I blinked through my half-open eyes. In the dim light, his features felt like a magnetic, sharp sculpture.
• He breathed seductively, nudging his lips against my neck,
• " Be a good girl."
• I muttered nervously, losing all hope to escape this man,
• " I... Please... please be gentle."
• His dark eyes met mine with surprise. His movements stopped for a while. But afterward, he bent down and captured my lips in a hot kiss. I writhed and whimpered against him as he climbed down between my legs, all the while leaving wet kisses on my body. He stopped right between my legs and breathed over me. The look of hunger in his eyes made me wet again.
• The moment his lips came between my legs, I let out a sharp cry of pleasure. His skilled mouth works magically on my pussy as he sucked and nipped it all over. I threw my head back in pleasure, something so raw felt so blissful. Then something burst out.
• Orgasm! My first orgasm from a man that I didn't know!
• Then I felt the sharp throbbing pain between my legs as he entered slowly, tearing apart. My nails dug into his shoulder, tears pricked from the corner of my eyes. He stopped moving immediately as if he was giving me time to adjust his big length. Then he began to move slowly, the pain fading soon, replacing it with a sensual pleasure that left me wanting more.
• He moved slowly for a while as if he was giving me his own sweet time to adjust. But soon he gave up when hot pleasure took over. He rode like a mad beast, leaving me with cries. The more I cried, his thrust became violent and aggressive. In that dark room, all I heard were my cries mine, his occasional pleasurable moans.
• I woke up with a dull ache all over my body.
• The last thing that I remembered was hitting the floor. My stepmother had the waiter carry me to a room she’d booked in advance so I could rest. But all my thoughts froze when I spotted a very attractive man lying next to me, his soft snoring.
• Naked!
• Just like me!
• The blood on the sheet confirmed my worst fear
• What the hell is going on?!
• Wasn't this room booked by Clara in advance?
• Then who the hell is the man?
• Panic rose in my heart. Before I could process anything, my phone began to ring all of a sudden. It was a call from my best friend, Elise. She must have called after watching the news of the engagement between Dash and Ivy.
• I grabbed the phone quickly and stepped outside to hear her chatter. I answered her call but didn't know what to say. She blurted out without hearing my words,
• " You don't have to say anything. Listen to me, buddy. I am hiring a male escort for you today. You must forget that scumbag."
• Male Escort?
• My heart skipped a beat as a memory flashed back—waiters whispering about some male escort invited to the party.
• " What.. what does a male escort look like?" I blurted out in panic, startling her.
• Elise paused for a second before she burst into laughter. On a serious note, she began to describe with a grin,
• " Of course! He must be tall, handsome, and have an eight-pack body. A face so good looking that it makes your heart race."
• The more I listened, the more my eyes grew wide in shock.
• Her description matched the man who was sleeping next to me!
• So… the room the waiter took me to last night wasn’t the one Clara had reserved at all—
• it was the male escort’s room?!
• Oh my god! Did I give my virginity to a gigolo?
• If my father ever found out… he’d kill me.
• My heart raced anxiously. The moment I stepped out of bed, I winced in pain which made me almost cry. I slammed a hand over my lips to shut my cries.
• What the hell did this man put inside me?
• I dressed in silence and was ready to leave. Then I realized that if he was the male escort, did I have to pay?
• I bit my lips hard in confusion. After a moment of hesitation, I took out two hundred dollars from my clutch and placed it down on the table. My eyes flickered on his chiseled chest. I believed that his beauty wasn't worth two hundred dollars only. After releasing a deep breath, I placed another one hundred dollars on the table. Then I remembered the burning ache between my legs. Instead of feeling pity, I felt irritation and annoyance all over him.
• Tiptoeing, I left the room without waking up my handsome escort.
• The moment I stepped outside, I called a taxi. All through my walking, I kept my head and face down, avoiding any cameras. I didn't want to give my stepsister any more new drama to make fun of me.
• When I walked through the door, the quiet clatter of dishes came from the dining room.
• My dad, stepmother, and step-sister Ivy were sitting around the breakfast table, sunlight streaming in, the picture of a perfect, happy family—
• and I was the unwelcome intruder.
• When their gazes fell on my disheveled appearance, the air instantly froze.
• Their expressions shifted.
• “Leah, where were you last night? We were all so worried,” My step-mother said as she was the first to rise and approach her.
• “I told you to rest in the hotel room, but then you just disappeared.” Before I even had the chance to speak, Clara added.
• Beneath Clara's concerned tone lay a hint of accusation.
• I opened my mouth, wanting to explain and defend myself, but my mind was in a complete mess. Everything that happened last night was still a blur. I can hardly remember anything.
• “Oh my God… what’s wrong with your neck?”
• Then, like she suddenly caught on, her hands flew to her mouth, flashing a look of shock mixed with guilt.
• My heart dropped—felt like I’d been slapped with a bucket of cold water.
• An overwhelming rush of anxiety, shame, and fear crashed over me, washing away all sense of reason.
• I instinctively pulled my hair forward, trying to hide my neck.
• But it was already too late.
• I totally forgot. Forgot that those hickeys were still on my body—the deep purple, countless marks left by the male escort last night.
• “Oh my god, Leah… is that a hickey?” Ivy exclaimed, loud enough for everyone to hear.
• She pointed toward my neck, and then gasped theatrically.
• “There are more than one—on your neck and your shoulder!”
• Her eyes showed no shock—just cold smugness.
• The air froze.
• Then the door swung open.
• The sharp click of shoes echoed on the marble.
• Dash stepped inside.
• His intense gaze was locked on to me.
• More specifically—on the hickeys on my neck, standing out against my pale skin like purplish flowers.
• His jaw clenched, anger blazing in his eyes as he stepped closer to me.
• “What did you do last night, Leah?” he demanded. “Did you sleep with someone? Did you lose your virginity?”
• Oh, he must have heard Ivy.
• Before I could react, he grabbed my arm so tight, pain flaring through me.
• I gritted my teeth and pulled free with all my strength.
• “None of your business, brother-in-law,” I spat, glaring at him with blazing anger.
• He tensed, his face turning terrifying in an instant.
• Then he slammed me against the wall, choking me with one hand.
• “Who took your purity?!”