A Night With The Billionaire

Barricades bar...

Staring at her reflection in the mirror and the tight fitting waitress gown on her, Audrey took a deep breath to calm herself.

Her face turned grim when she recalled her stepmother's words to her this morning. Her stepmom, Caroline, had threatened to stop her grandmother's treatment if she didn't take up the job at the hotel since her father travelled.

It's been two weeks and her father will return in three weeks.

" Audrey, the manager wants to see you. It's urgent he said," Sarah, one of the waitresses told her.

Audrey felt her heart race as she received the urgent summons from Mr. Frost, the manager.

She retouched her makeup before coming out of the restroom. As soon as she approached the entrance to the manager's lounge, her eyes caught a familiar figure. It was her stepsister, Annie.

Audrey took deep breaths at the door of Mr. Frost's office, whispering a quick prayer before she knocked twice.

Mr. Frost's voice answered and she stepped inside, her legs feeling heavy as if she were bracing for unwelcome news. To her astonishment, he greeted her with a wide smile, a rare sight that caught her off guard.

Her colleagues often described him as ugly and cruel, and it was no wonder; he had a reputation for dismissing employees on a whim, particularly women who rejected his inappropriate advances, as he was known for his lecherous behaviour.

Audrey couldn't help but question how she had managed to keep her position at the hotel after repeatedly turning down his propositions.

"Please take a seat," Mr. Frost gestured toward the leather chair across from him, causing Audrey's eyes to widen in astonishment. If his unusual smile had caught her off guard, this unexpected invitation was even more shocking.

Mr. Frost was offering her a seat in his office? Her imagination raced with troubling scenarios, recalling how he had once forced himself on another girl. Audrey couldn't fathom how he had escaped consequences for that.

Her eyes went to her sister who was sitting too closely with Mr. Frost.

Annie Scott, Audrey's step sister, wore a fake smile as she stared at the approaching Audrey. Her eyes secretly dimmed as a hidden smirk played around her lips.

As Audrey got close to Annie and Mr Frost, she asked as her eyes searched those of her sister."What are you doing here?"

"Don't be mean to your sister," Mr. Frost reprimanded, giving Audrey a glare.

She felt uneasy seeing Annie at the hotel but she had no choice but to fake a smile as she apologised to Annie.

Her grandmother's life was at stake.

"Let her be, Mr. Frost," Annie said with a slight smile. Then with feigned sadness, she added."I came to check up on you Audrey, but it seems I did the wrong thing by coming here. Anyways, my job is done."

Annie still wore her signatory expression while Audrey looked at her suspiciously. " Your work? Do you work here?"

" What do you think?" Annie asked, chuckling before turning around to leave.

Audrey rolled her eyes at the pretentious attitude of her sister. Wasn't this the same person that slapped her this morning while threatening to call the doctor to stop her grandmother's treatment?

As soon as Annie left, Mr. Frost looked at her with a dry smile.

"Audrey, I must commend you on your hard work. Your performance has been outstanding lately, and our customers often praise your professionalism. You truly deserve recognition, which is why I've decided to give you a raise," he said.

Audrey's heart soared as she clutched her chest, relief washing over her. This was fantastic news! With this salary increase, no matter how modest, she could finally afford to pay for her exams on time and also cater for her grandmother.

"Join me for a glass of wine," Mr. Frost proposed, pouring a drink from a nearby bottle and handing it to her.

Taking the glass, Audrey sipped without suspicion, prompting a smirk from Mr. Frost as he inquired if she enjoyed the wine. She nodded, smiling as the cool liquid slid down her throat, unaware of the sedatives he had added to the drink.

"Are you feeling alright, Audrey?" Mr. Frost feigned concern, and she nodded, gripping her head tightly.

A pounding ache throbbed in her skull, and she struggled to make sense of the disorienting sensations swirling around her.

"Absolutely, Sir. I'm doing alright, though I have a pretty bad headache. I suppose it's just the result of a long day at work," Audrey replied, still feeling a bit off.

Mr Frost struggled to suppress a grin as he feigned sorting through paperwork; his plans were unfolding even more swiftly than he had anticipated.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Audrey. You're the most dedicated employee I've had at this hotel in recent months. Before you wrap up for the day, there's just one task I need you to handle," Mr. Frost said, handing her a stack of cash as a token of appreciation.

"What's this for, sir?" Audrey inquired, counting the bills. It amounted to five hundred dollars, a significant sum considering she couldn't recall doing anything special for him, and it wasn't even payday yet.

"That's just my way of showing gratitude, Audrey. I need you to assist a special guest in Room 112. He just arrived in town, and I'd like you to help him tidy up his room and go over the menu with him before you leave."

Audrey nodded, feeling a bit unsteady as she exited the office.

Her vision blurred as she swayed slightly, trying to remember the room number Mr. Frost had mentioned-was it 112 or 114?

Her focus was slipping, and the pounding in her head was intensifying.

"Darn it!" She cussed angrily, this was adding to her problems.

The only thing Audrey could recall was one hundred and something which she couldn't get right.

"11...4?" She trailed off with a deep frown on her face.

Audrey inhaled sharply, before knocking on the door with the number 114. There was no response from anyone. She groaned inwardly thinking no one was in the room, but just as she was about to leave, the door cracked open.

Her eyes dimmed as she slowly walked inside. The room was dark, leaving just a dim blue lamp beside the bed stand. It was also feeling a bit weird and relaxing inside the room.

"Umm, I came to give you your drinks," Audrey managed to say.

Audrey was beginning to get scared at the creepy nature of the room. Just then, her ears caught a heavy breath and her nose welcomed a scent of whiskey as a silhouette staggered towards her.

"Oh my goodness," she mumbled in fright as she moved backwards. The sound of shattering bottles and glasses didn't stop the masculine figure from approaching her dangerously.

Until her back hit the wall.

" Still running? Get into the walls then," his deep baritone voice tore at her heart.

"What the hell was going on? Who the hell was he?" These thoughts filled Audrey's head, as she felt trapped to the wall.

His hands were massaging her arms, with his breath on her head. Audrey could hear the pounding of his heart as he drew closer to her. Why was she feeling weak and horny at the same time?

The strange man smelled like vanilla mixed with a little bit of whiskey. She knew he was drunk but why was she also feeling attracted to him? She just can't stop the weird feeling travelling all over her body.

" I am feeling hot," Audrey whispered, trying to get away from the stranger.

She tried to push him away, but at the same time she can't help but rub herself on him. The man let out a muffled groan, his grip on her arms tightened. She couldn't move, neither could she do anything.

"I want you.." Audrey heard him whisper against her face and she froze.

How? What does he mean by that? She wasn't willing to give herself to a stranger, nor was she ready for any man.

"I need you. Help me and I will repay you," He said as he tried unbuttoning her shirt.

Audrey wanted to protest but it was obvious she wanted him too as her body began to react to his touch. Her brain was getting fuzzy and she couldn't stop herself from wanting this man.

She tried resisting his touch, but she was caged in between his strong broad shoulders, his heartwarming cologne filled her nostrils.

The only thing she could see in the dark was his emerald coloured eyes, which were literally glowing in the dark.

The next thing she felt was his soft lips on hers, as he kissed her slowly and tenderly. His lips were so soft that Audrey felt like biting it off. His tongue went into her mouth, savouring every part of her.

"I want you," He repeated the same words which gave Audrey an unusual spark deep into her stomach.

Audrey's brain tried to warn her but her body betrayed her, yearning to the man's every touch. She felt stupid at that moment yet she just couldn't stop herself from letting him devour her.

The effects of the wine's drugs were already taking hold of Audrey, igniting a wave of desire within her.

Without a second thought, she leaped onto him too, kissing him passionately.