Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

Decorated with dazzling stars, and a half moon, the evening's sky shone brightly in south central LA. In a taxi sat a nervous petite.

Staring fixated through the windowsill, she reminisced on all that she had been practicing for a few days now. It was her boyfriend's birthday and she had just the best surprise planned for him, but she could only hope Fred didn't get turned off by her cluelessness in bed. One of the reasons she had forced herself to watch a few of those nasty videos she had come across during her search online, despite how disgusted they had made her feel.

But it is all good. She loves her boyfriend and that is one of the many things she would do for him, just to show how much she loves him.

For the umpteenth time, she went through the text Fred had sent to her phone. He was at EL Chrisanto'a famous high-class hotel in LA. He wanted to celebrate his birthday alone with her. The thought of it made her giggle shyly. Lost in her haze, she couldn't hear the driver telling her they had arrived until he spoke the third time.

Rayne snapped back to Earth at once, and with a series of apologies, she paid the elderly man and got out as fast as she could, so as not to delay him any further. She stood opposite the elegant building of EL Chrisanto'and swallowed nervously so many times. Her heart drummed nervously inside her chest as the thought of going unclad in front of a man for the very first time rushed through her mind. But, whether now or in the future when their relationship becomes much stronger, she'd still have to do it anyway. She only now hoped she met his standard of women, sexually.

His class of man; rich and sophisticated, she knew he'd been with different kinds of women before her. Ones that met his class even, although he's never said it. Therefore, she could only hope he found her body pleasing enough.

She followed the entrance and walked down a long hallway leading to a door. She could hear subtle music from the background, and the more she approached the end of the hallway, the louder the music got. Under the dim lights, Rayne gave herself a quick check. The crystal mini blue dress she had chosen to wear over a pair of black boots, exposed too much flesh than was her style. The fact that it had no hands, and left her cleavages much in the display made her feel more awkward than she had felt when she had taken her first walk out of her apartment.

As she walked through the door at the end of the hallway, her nerves cringed on each other. The lights in this part of the club were a bright shade of gold and blue and its source was from chandeliers hanging down from the rooftop. Threatened by the crowd, and the many eyes already staring her way, Rayne clutched tightly onto the small jacket she was wearing. Although it did little or nothing to cover her exposed cleavages, she still felt grateful knowing she had worn it.

She looked around and noticed a lot of eyes gawking dangerously at her. She swallowed hard, wishing for the millionth time that Sarah had agreed to come with her. She let out a long sigh. How is she to find the room number when it was her first time in such a place?

She looked around once again and her face turned a shade of red when her eyes traveled to the stage on the far right of the hall. Two naked women were doing nasty things to themselves while entertaining the crowd. She immediately looked away and just then, her eyes trailed to the wine counter. Probably she could ask the bartender.

Rayne walked through several people, careful not to hit anyone. She bit hard on her lower lip as she walked passed a couple who were almost on the verge of making out. It was her first time in a club and she was already hating the idea of it.

As she approached the bar, she smiled at the bartender and then asked her way to the suite section. The handsome blonde was kind enough to direct her properly to the suite section. Rayne thanked him and then walked towards the elevator on the far left of the hall. As she got into the elevator, she pressed the third floor, just as the bartender had told her.

In three minutes, the elevator dinged open letting her out to a hallway of doors with different numbers on them. Following the numbers, she took her right and trod down the long corridor, her heart topping its beating rate at each step she took.

When she found a room with the number 306, she stopped just opposite it. She could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she took a step, and then two close to the door. But she stopped just as she was about to push it open. Because she could hear subtle familiar whimpers coming from inside. Didn't he say he wanted to spend the evening alone with her?

She wound the knob and pushed lightly, only to be presented with the most heartbreaking sight ever. Rippled with shock, she shut the door back close and ran away with a hazy mind and a pierced heart down the hallway. Overwhelmed by emotions of pain, caused by the dreadful sight she had seen, she failed to see in what direction she was running, until she bumped into something hard.

In the process of running away from what she had just seen, she bumped into someone. She blinked back the tears that had already started finding their way to her eyes, and then her eyes were greeted first by a pair of neatly polished leather shoes.

Rayne POV.

Moving my eyes from the shoes, I looked up to see who it was I had bumped into, but all I could see was a man's chest. I had to pull away from this person in order to see his face, which I did, and was rewarded with alluring gray eyes. They were the most captivating eyes I had ever seen. Something about them felt so... cold and yet, so compelling. The lackadaisical way they glared down at me with zero emotions hinted at danger, but something in me wasn't listening to the warnings. My tiny little heart still felt hurt. I had planned a lot just for today, only to come to Fred's hotel room and find him doing to another woman the things I had planned to do with him. I had finally agreed to give him my first time. After all the surprises I had planned in stock, I got to this place, only to be at the receiving end of the most painful experience. I love Fred. He's the first man I have been with. And to think I was always ready to do anything for him!! Yet, at the end of the day, he decided to treat me as trash. I should have listened to Sarah when she said that no man deserves my first time. She told me, but I was blinded by love and the desire to please him. The more I thought of the dirty thing I had seen back there, the more I felt the urge to cry so hard. But, not in front of this handsome stranger. I looked up at him again after wiping my tears. Even with emotionless eyes, and a face that gave nothing away, he still looked handsome. More like those male leads you'd find in romance novels. Staring back at those powerful grey eyes, an idea suddenly hit me. I could just give my first time to this person. That way, I'd get back at Fred for cheating on me. Although he looked to be an even more sophisticated man than Fred, I could still use the tips I had learned from the internet, on him. I could only hope that it works. I had the knowledge that what I was about to do wasn't at all decent, but I was almost certain that I wouldn't regret it. Besides, it's not like we'd be meeting again. I could just have this one-night stand and then I'd be gone from this place and this man's life for good.

My cousin Jenna has been asking for me to pay her a visit in France, I could just use the opportunity for a fresh start.

I looked up at the man and found his emotionless eyes glaring at me. The way they did was frightening, but something in me chose bravery over fear. Probably it was a result of the hurt I still felt. What other worse could happen?

The man's eyes were ice cold and his countenance was stoic, too stoic to behold. I would have fled if it were any other day, but it was still tonight. Fred has broken my little heart beyond repair.

Fearlessly, but cautiously, I took a few steps forward till I was close enough to him that I could feel his domineering masculine scent fill my nostrils. He smelt expensive and alluring for a moment, I forgot all about Fred.

I trailed my hands nervously from his stomach up to his chest which felt as hard as a rock.

"Hi, handsome!" I tried to sound confident and exude a sense of sexual femininity, but I got even more irritated at how I sounded. This just isn't me, but I'd have to do it no matter the odds.

Straining my neck and looking at the man's stoic face, I saw that his brows had deepened and his expression had changed into one of... Was that a surprise?

This was a good start. If I could change his expression, then probably I could get a one-night stand from him. I only hoped it wasn't harder than it seemed.

I played my hand around his hard chest, acting like I knew what I was doing.

"You are hot," I whispered to him as I circled his right breastplate with the middle finger of my right hand while still looking into his dominant grey eyes. His expression still didn't give anything away. Did he like it or not? I couldn't tell from his face.

Such a man.

I went on trying, but when I had used all the hit lines I had learned from the internet and he still had his hard face, I resorted to giving up. I'd probably just go back to my apartment and cry myself to sleep. Pulling away from him, I turned to leave. I felt embarrassed. Probably this was one of the reasons Fred cheated. I didn't possess even the tiniest bit of sex appeal. Before I could take any step away from him, I heard him speak for the first time. His voice was deep and raspy. Possessing a great deal of authority and yet a tone of allure.

"If you want sex, you book a room, not a general hallway." His tone, although mocking, sounded so pleasing to the ears and did something strange to my stomach. My face turned red with embarrassment and before I could turn around and say anything to him, he pulled me by the wrist and dragged me into an elevator.

"I have a room. If you want, you can continue from where you stopped when we are in there."

His face still held no expressions as he said these things and it made me wonder how a person could say such embarrassing things in such a serious way.

I didn't know this person at all and at this point, I knew I should feel scared, especially when he was taking me to his room. Anything could happen in there and nobody would know about me, but strangely, I wasn't scared. Something about him felt strangely comfortable like home pulling me ahead with him. Probably it was the need to avenge Fred's cheating.

The elevator dinged open and he pulled me out after him. We walked down a short corridor till we stood opposite a commercial electronic keyless door. He inputted his passcode and as soon as the door opened, he pulled me in and shut it back close.

Then his voice came from behind me. "You can continue already." He didn't even give me a chance to look at the spacious room. I turned around to face him, only to find him already shirtless with perfectly chiseled olive-toned skin and abs on display in front of me. I was left in awe.

"I like sex on the couch." He said casually, claiming the space on the couch.