One Night With Alpha Callox

Chapter 1.

A noise disturbed Valerie's sleep but she still shut hee eyes, trying to black out the sound of the noise but it was impossible. The noice kept running and a sudden migraine shut up to her brain.

At this point it felt like there was a loud drum party in her brain. Damn, the pain and discomfort was just another level. Slowly turning, she grumbled a request for the time, hoping her sister would respond but she heard nothing. No one answered.

She painfully opened her eyes and was met with a shock. This wasn't her room which she shared with her younger sister, it was a strange room that looked like it has just been brought out of a magazine.

Bright lights, chandeliers, gold appliances. Evening spelt money!

It didn't take her long to realize she was naked, as the air conditioners were at the highest levels and it was blowing directly on her skin. She sat up in fear.

She looked towards the open bathroom and was met with the image of a manly man having a shower, though it was blurry she could almost feel his hard biceps on her.

It then made sense. She had just finished her college exam and had wanted to celebrate her win but guess it landed her in a very wrong position now.

There was no other way to escape escape than now. He was still having his bath, she was embarrassed enough and she didn't want to add to that. Hastily picking up her clothes, throwing them hazardly on her body, packing her hair into a rough ponytail.

She sped out of the room with a racing heart, grateful that she could escape and that her life wasn't like the drama's when the female leads had a direct encounter with their one night stand.

....

Five minutes later, the strange man stepped out of the bathroom in all his glory. His jaw clenched and his dark blue eyes scanned the room looking for her. Seeing her absence, his perfectly fit brow raised into annoyance. She escaped.

Callox Denvor was not your average playboy billionaire, son of a famous business tycoon. He was a self made billionaire with good looks, his deep blue eyes like the ocean, his sharp and chiseled jaw that was always clenched which added to his devilish charisma and sent chill into the spines of all who stared at him.

Opening the metallic cigarette box patiently and taking out a stick, and slowly igniting it. With a deep breath, then exhaling out a few smoke rings, only then talking out the phone and dialed a number.

"Yes sir." A voice responded from the other end.

"Get me the details of the woman from yesterday night."

"Yes sir."

"Be quick about it, you know the implication."

He dragged in another breath, puffing the smoke out. He had had several night pleasures in the past but he wondered what made him want to find out who his latest pleasure giver was.

Thinking back to the night that surprised him. He had never reminisced on girls he had slept with. Emphasis on never.

The memory was very amusing.

He was walking out from the bar, rushing to the next meeting, an impromptu one. He wanted to have a peaceful time at the bar, but the shareholders he wanted to strike a deal with saw this as the perfect time to call for a meeting.

A petite hand grabbed his arm and on impulse he would have snapped the arm away from the joint, if he hadn't caught a glimpse of her neat bangs and plush lips that immediately called out to him.

“You’re so handsome, haha," she laughed with no care in the world, burping at every word she said. He wondered how a fragile looking girl, that was obviously a sex appeal to the eye of monsters lurking around the bar,was doing alone. Without even a boyfriend.

“Let go.” He said in his usual cold tone.

Shaking his arm but did not manage to shake her off. He didn't want to hurt her, but she wasn't letting go and he had no time to spare.

But as she kept tugging at his arm there was a strange feeling in his chest. All through his life he was used to having pretentious women all around him, who cried and panted for his attention. But for the very first time he was looking at a different one.

“How old are you? Have you graduated from high school?” He asked in a rarely softened voice while touching her face.

Her scent filled his nose immediately, his urgency for the meeting immediately fled as his mind was replaced with dark thoughts of her lovely scent mixing with his.

“High school? Are you one of my classmates?

How bold of her to think of him as a highschool kid. His ego was bashed but he knew that it had nothing to do with her, so he calmed down and listened to her range while contemplating what to do with her, because obviously he wouldn't leave her here.

“You’re really handsome…” she purred, while hugging his waist tightly. "You look like a star, I bet you are one. Which one are you? A porn star? A movie star? An f1 driver? would you mind sleeping with me "

He froze. He had never a direct confrontation in his life before, how on earth could a young girl be so bold. Being drink doesn't count as an excuse because drunkenness brings out the side in you that you have kept hidden.

The idea of sleeping with someone her size bad never cross his mind. She possessed all the features he needed to get himself buried between her legs, but he really couldn't picture himself doing that.

He straightened his gait, fixing her a cold glare which earned him a cheesy smile in return.

"Do you agree?" she sounded really hopeful to him.

"If you don't let go this minute, forgive me in advance for being rude."