Nathan sat on the leather chair in the room as he watched Martha sleep. His little girl is now a woman!
After the orgasm she just had, she was trying to play the enchantress and make him have sex with her but he just could not. She blabbered numerous things but the most memorable was when she held him by the shoulders, looked at him through her glassy eyes and said,"I have always dreamed of telling you to…telling you to…fuck me! Only you can fuck me Nathan!" At that point, all his irrational side wanted to do was to flip her on the bed and drive himself…home,into her core. She had expertly said it so slowly and dragged on every word seductively.
He whispered in her ear, "No Martha, what I want to do is to…make love to you.and it would be something special!" She had kept on trying to touch him and he wondered where she had watched such things. She was finally worn out and she kicked him out of the bed, drew the sheets around herself and slept off.
Nathan smiled at her and he was sure that she would feel very ashamed of how she had thrown herself at him. He had to go to the bathroom to relieve himself because he was so hard and still very much turned on. As he pleasured himself, he recollected the sexiest facial expression he had ever seen.
Her lovely moans that filled the room for his hearing - alone. The biting of her lips and tightening of her eyes as she floated through the unnatural horizon of pleasure.It felt so surreal! He had always known that he would one day get to see her naked but he was never expecting it till today and her body surpassed his imaginations. She was not as exceptionally curvy as the ladies he had sex with in the past but she definitely was the only one that had him hard just by the innocence that radiated her face and the badass vibes that exuded her body. She was his epitome of perfection; he could not see his future without Martha by his side!
She was sleeping without a care in the world and soft endearing snores came out of her. He took out his phone and did a fifteen seconds video of her snoring. He made sure that the sheets were high up on her shoulder before he made the video - Martha is an overthinker. This would be a pill for him whenever he thinks of her and begins to miss her like crazy in Fijex
He stayed up all night looking at her as she stirred from one end of the bed to the other and murmured inaudible words sometimes as she slept - it was fascinating for Nathan because he did not know when they would have such a chance again. When it was morning - 4am, he wore his coat and since his shirt had been ruined by Martha, he buttoned the coat to his very neck. Carl brought Nathan a new mask and after one long last look at Martha, he headed out.
Lily was going to the receptionist to complain because there were some things needed in the bathroom that were missing and whoever was in the reception was not picking up.
The room she slept in was the floor below Martha's. Nathan was in the elevator when she entered and as he looked up to see who had just joined, he came face to face with Lily Mark - the girl he had promising leads on, concerning The Blood.
Lily was oblivious to the stare at the back of her head as her mind was pretty occupied.
It was 7 am when Martha finally woke up. As she opened her eyes, the brightness of the room made her squint her eyes. She lifted her head from the pillow, she used the same velocity she used to lift it, to place it back down. Her head was hitting her hard and her throat was as dry as sand in the desert. She placed a hand on her forehead and gradually stood up from the bed.
As her legs touched the floor, the sheet around her fell to the floor and Martha was super startled.
"How am I naked?" she asked out loud before holding back her head in pain. She picked the sheet and wrapped it around her body as she suspiciously looked around. That was when she discovered that she was not in her room but somewhere else. She began to try to get clues and recollect what had led her into such a luxurious room and what made her to be…COMPLETELY NAKED!. As she held her burning forehead, she saw a note on the furniture that held the lamp stand. She picked up the sheet of paper and an all familiar hand writing displayed before her eyes.
"I know this hand writing. Somehow, I know I have..!" she stopped abruptly as she remembered who she knew that owned such a beautiful hand writing. "Nathan!" she said in a whisper and the memories began to come back and flood her. Her eyes kept on widening and popping as she recollected all that happened last night.
She was playing ping pong with some guys and she had drunk so heavily. She needed to relieve herself and she had excused her unsteady self from their midst. She did her business and when she came out…those bunch of unfortunate dumb wits, tried to,...tried to…Kidnap Her! She tried to fight but there was little she could do in the state she was in and then two men came and began to fight off the boys.
She knew those were the bodyguards she had vehemently refused and she was glad her dad had insisted. She had finally lived the careless and free life and though it was a memorable night, it left her with quite an experience and a throbbing head ache.
She recollected how a man in black that walked with a walking stick like an old man had come to finally finish off her assailants. Now that her head was clear, she understood that, that was Nathan. He had brought her to this room!
She finally took a deep breath and laid back in the bed as her heart thanked GOD that she is not in the wrong hands.
"Wait what? Why am I thinking he is not the wrong decision? Why am I trusting him like this? Why? Why?" ranted Martha. She thought of Lily and Marcus and the memory of them kissing so passionately without a care in the world, brought a huge smile to her face. She was about to start daydreaming of Lily and Marcus' future in her head when she got back herself and asked no one in particular, "But, why am I na..ked?"
"Freak! Shit! Doomed! Doomed! Doomed!"
She remembered how she had somehow got to know he was the one. It was when she puked on him. How embarrassing! She had always told herself after he left with Elena that the next time he was going to see her, she was going to be with a man, enjoying the time of her life and he was going to know how bad he had missed his chance but what had she done when they finally met…she had thrown up on him. He must have been utterly disgusted! He had taken care of her in the bathroom, despite the messed up state she had put him in and when he was checking on the stab scar, she had…they had…kissed. It was over!
They did more than kiss, he had touched her everywhere and especially…where she ached more - for him and she had been satisfied.
She pulled at her hair and threw herself to the bed in utter despair.
When she was done throwing tantrums at herself, she began to read the note.
You look so pretty when you snore that I had not the heart to wake you. I left some advil by the side of this note, do take it when you wake up because you would definitely have a head splitting ache. I know you would decide not to take it because it is from me but now is not the time to be stubborn. Take it! You should not have drank so much still! You could have gotten in serious danger and also have made very regrettable decisions. I'll use this medium to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in advance!
Stay with me, Milky Way.
Yours,
Milky Way.
"Who is he to tell me I snore? Who is he to scold me because I drank? I agree to the fact that I might have gotten in serious trouble but...What made him think I would have made a regrettable decision with him? Is it because I am…I am not like his girls? Who is he to always keep telling me to stay with him? I have nothing to hold onto and yet…yet, I was just supposed to stay. He ran off to Fijex to do whatever because that is where his life is and I have to be here to bear the heart ache…alone! Not anymore Nathan Martin…Absolutely not!" said Martha.
She took the advil despite her earlier stubbornness because there was no way she could leave the suite with how hard her head was hitting her.
"Room Service!" called a feminine voice from behind the door.
"You may come in" said Martha and the knob of the door soon turned and the person emerged. The person pushed in a luxury cart.
"Uhmmm, so sorry but I did not order anything" said Martha as she looked at the cart. She did not even have her card with her and she had no idea what to do to get home.
"I am sure it is for this room ma. Mr M.W. asked these to be brought to you" said the attendant with a smile.
"Mr M.W.?" asked Martha in surprise.
"Yes, Mr M. W.?"
Martha read the initials in her head over again and it clicked, 'Milky Way!'...it was Nathan. Such a wacko!
"Alright, please just leave the things there, I would get them myself!". The attendant bowed deeply before leaving.
Martha went over to the cart and picked the tray that was on top. She brought it to the bed and opened the bowls of food on it. The amazing and rich aroma of the meals wafted through the air and she inhaled deeply.
In a bowl was beef short rib soup - best for hangovers - her bed potato salad in another bowl and corn with basil butter and flaky salt. She immediately dug in and the taste that expanded her taste buds and made them more greedy, was not from this earth.
When she had eaten her fill, she checked the other level of the cart which contained a new set of joggers and its matching hoodie, a bralette and a panty. The other bag on the cart held a pair of new white sneakers. Overall, this was a very nice choice of clothing especially how last night unwounded. She was grateful to Nathan for being considerate but…had he hand picked the bralette and the panty himself? She hoped not!
When she was done having her bath, she exited the room and the club house and waiting outside for her was an Audi A4 with the chauffeur standing with a cardboard with the name, "Martha Jordan"
She was still weary and especially how she was almost abducted, she asked for the phone of the chauffeur politely and she called her brother - Michael.
The ride was from Nathan and so it was safe!
"Nathan does not spell safe you know!" said Martha as she entered the car.
Now she had to mentally prepare herself for her father's bashing. She deserved it so…