Bella's POV.
This voice. I think I have heard this before... Oh wait up. Is he that man from my one-night stand? I carefully looked at him and slowly pulled off his mask.
"You...?"
"Yes. I had some unfinished business in this club which I left a few days ago because of some depressed woman."
Removing my hand from his face, I turned my face to the other side and mumbled," What do you mean by depressed woman? I was chilling alone with my drink!"
"And staring at me with those ocean blue eyes. No man in their right mind would ignore such an open call of a young lady," he smirked cupping my chin.
Forcing me to look at him, he whispered softly yet seductively,' 'Do you know I went crazy when I didn't find you next to me? Who gave you permission to leave me by myself that morning?"
His domineering voice had me shuddering to the core. I don't know why I was feeling so aroused. He was more pissed off and barely holding back his anger. I could clearly see his facial expressions, I was sure he was going to punish me. Before he gets a taste of my nervousness, I should show him my not so good attitude.
"Forget about that night and pretend like nothing happened. You're just a stranger to me now."
"Excuse me! Baby, I think you're misunderstanding. I'm not begging you for love rather ordering you to listen to me."
"Are you insane?" I pushed him back and grabbed his arms from behind. Clutching his hands back, I cursed," Don't you dare to threaten me! I'm not some delicate woman who can be tamed."
He slightly tilted his head and smirked,” I like taming wild cats. Ah, before you start beating me I would like to confess something. I like your tight, wet p*ssy, the way you rode me the whole night. Fuck, I can't wait to eat and fuck you again.”
His words send shivers down my spine. My body burnt hot in sensation while I could feel the tingling feeling between my thighs. He was making me remember our hot nightstand.
Finding the opportunity, he got himself free and held me in his arms. Pressing me against the wall he secured my wrists under his one hand.
"I want to fuck you, babygirl, and I know you want it too.”
He rubbed his other hand's thumb on my lips making me feel insanely thirsty. The strong attraction I was getting from this unknown stranger was wetting my panty.
"That night was my first night with a woman. You literally took my virginity, babygirl."
He continued saying stuff which was slowly causing me to lose my senses. My knees were getting weak at his teasing words.
"Ah...Stop teasing me, bastard!"
"What if I don't?"
He shoved his two fingers inside my mouth. I wanted to bite him still the thought of sucking on his thick fingers reminded me of his size.
"Boss, are you there? I've called some men to take care of the dead bodies..."
From behind one man in the shadows shouted. I couldn't clearly see his face because of the club's dim light exposure.
"Damn fuck. Why is he here when I told him to stay outside?" The stranger who was pressing me against the wall cursed. He looked restless as the man from the shadows walked towards us.
Without even thinking twice, I buried my face underneath his leather jacket. Hiding my face there, I murmured,"I'm not doing this to help you. I've my own reasons to hide myself from gangsters."
"Don't worry. He's my trusted righthand man. The worst he can do is inform my dad about my affair."
"Hah? Isn't that the worst of the worst?"
" Not at all. Now be quiet and behave like a good girl," he hugged me tightly.
My heart skipped a beat when he called me a good girl. I don't know why I'm getting daddy vibes from this man. I could hear his heart beating rapidly as mine.
‘Is he nervous about something or excited to feel me close?'
My naughty fantasies played out in the scene. I knowingly rubbed my breasts against his hard chest. I slowly undid his shirt's upper buttons and licked his burning hot skin.
"Daddy..."
I don't know why I called him daddy. I just wanted to tease him because he was talking with the man in the shadows.
"Boss, do you want to stay in the clubhouse tonight?"
"What did you call me just now?" That man completely ignored the question of his comrade. His hands ran down, grabbing my hips and pressing his bulge in my belly.
"Daddy... Fuck me…,” I murmured increasing his heartbeat. My face was still underneath his leather jacket but still I was able to imagine his intense glare on me.
"Boss, do you want me to leave? I don't think I can report you the details when you're with some woman."
"Give me the car keys and out you go," I heard his husky voice.
"Sure."
That man from the shadows left the club with some other men who carried the dead bodies. Finally I could breathe freely. I was about to distance myself from that man when I felt his possessive grip on my right wrist.
"Xavier Hill."
"Yes...?" I was confused when he said someone's name.
"My name is Xavier Hill and you're coming with me tonight."
"No, why should I come with you?"
"After doing this to me, do you want to leave? Do you take me as a joke, babygirl?" He, without giving me a moment to understand anything, tossed me high over on his right shoulder.
I kept struggling, throwing fists still his hard muscular back was far more powerful than my powerless punches. Also my dizziness was making me feel insanely cringe.
I guess it was the effect of my bad alcohol tolerance that made my secret daddy kink appear in front of this gangster. Otherwise I had never dared to call anyone Daddy.
"Start the car."
Xavier said as he got inside the car with me.
He hurled me on the back seat and himself got on top of me. I wasn't ready yet, he started kissing my neck, my cleavage and licked my earlobes. My sensitive parts which get me turned on instantly.
"What's your name, babygirl?" He groaned, wrapping his fingers around my neck. It was like he would choke me to death if I didn't answer.
"Ishabella... It's Ishabella, Daddy…,” I lied, I didn't want some random gangster to know my original identity. Codename Ishabella was safe to tell him.