Chapter 22

Soberness in me disappeared in a few seconds and I was drunk, He then directed me to the room to our right. "Just because you have a new girlfriend of my age doesn't necessarily tell you that I will accept to get married to that old man, he is not of my age, and besides I don't know him yet, and I completely don't love him at all Papa" with a stammered voice I continued to tell at him softly, tears dripping down my chicks and flooding my blouse although I walked humbly towards the direction my father took me.

"You just have to, he is a rich man, he will give you all you want! Besides, you have lost your job" Father said and he stood for a while, stopping our strides, he looked directly into my eyes and held my chicks by his warm hands, he wiped my tears that almost flooded the floor and had wetted through my chicks.

"I said no papa! Why don't you understand me!"

I cried, drawing my eyes away from his. "No..you have to!" I didn't know why he insisted much on me getting married to that person, just the other few days ago, he would do anything to ensure I got married to Jack, and now I knew he would do the same this time.

Although I had a few attempts to resist, at the back of my head I knew my plea wouldn't be heard.

"No...I can't!""No...not me, never me!" I continued to cry as my voice started to rise against his. His eyes turned pale red as his fingers became warm, he looked directly at me, squeezing his eyes and bi his lips against his teeth. "You must do it! I know you will. I think you are tired; get to rest and tomorrow you will be wiser than today and we will talk So that you can make wise decisions!" He said as he dragged his feet and made his way to exit the room.

Immediately my father left the room, the lights went off, and there were some deem lights coming from the window, I could only remember that the last my person we were together was Beur a long tough day with my father, after drama and a high gauge of drinking that led me to this place.

My dad was arrogant and persisted in what he said and demanded asking I go lay down and rest. "It has been a tough day, and we can't get home at this hour, It is late already, just have a rest here!" He calmly said unusually.

I tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and I was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that my father watching me in the distant he stood, approached me with a Wicked smile that shed some light in the deem lights and came from the window.

A meter from me, he put his hands on my shoulder and then made an excuse and left the room again.

I grabbed for the bed in the darkness, and to my surprise, there was someone in it! A pair of hot hands wrapped around my waist. I could feel my body being pressed under a man's body.

It made me dizzy. I was so hot and sweaty as his body rested against mine. His face was so close that I could feel his hot breath on my face. It seemed as though I was being watched. I could see a dark shadow lurking from the window; then, I heard a low, magnetic voice saying, "All the best my son-in-law, do what your inner self could have done long ago"

His kiss was warm and wet, and he caressed my lips with his. His big hands ripped off my skirt impatiently as I struggled to get the words "No" from my mouth. I was incoherent, I groaned unconsciously. He entered me slowly, and I grabbed him by the shoulder and whispered," It hurts!" The man stopped suddenly and said, "You are really a virgin! You mean- you are...."I was speechless from the pain. He stretched out his hand, gently moved my hair from my cheek, and whispered, "You sweet little thing, how you have pleased me, I hope this Won't be the last time to have you with me. I must win you over everyone who admires you." He instantly moved fast and hard. It became rough, it was urgent, and it happened. I felt a burst of warmth rush through my body, and all my muscles tightened.

I blushed as the blood came rushing to my face. He then stopped for a while, breathing heavily and watching over my struggle with pain as I turned my body from side to side, he immediately stopped my movements and held my thighs tight, he slowly moved his head, and I felt his warm breath moving down my body, through my stomach to my p*sy.

Suddenly he started leaking it with grief, his eyes widened, and I started to feel more in need as he sucked the liquids between my thighs. I was speechless, as voices came into my mouth, "No...no! Don't... stop it!" I grabbed my thighs once again with power as he forced himself between my legs, I lacked the power to resist this time, as I lay calmly, closing my eyes and in addition, covered my eyes with my palms. I was nervous, but I could not prevent it, suddenly I had my arms grabbing his back with energy as I moaned.

I turned my head carefully and saw the side of a perfect face, with dark features, thick eyelashes, and jet-black eyes. My thoughts suddenly froze. I have no idea who this man is. How could I have sex with this man? But. But dad?" I cried calmly as I remembered my dad, who brought me to this hotel to celebrate my birthday.

My face was pale. I felt as though I was going to pass out. I had to leave before he could wake up. I had no time to think. I removed the man's arm from my waist and got out of bed carefully.