**Thelma**

I sat up carefully on the bed as I stared at the dark-skinned, handsome man sleeping beside me.

It was an unforgettable, hot night between us, and I could still feel the throbbing in my thighs from how hard he had pounded me the previous night.

How did it all start?

I had been ridiculed by my best friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old, and I was pained by the realization that I looked foolish in front of them.

I rushed down to the nearby club to gulp down any available liquor they had and to forget my sorrows. Then a man approached me and said, "Hello, miss."

I stared back at him, wondering what he wanted, but I was too sad to listen.

He grabbed the bottle from my hands and dragged me along with him.

"Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, wearing a slim-fitting long red gown and black low-heeled shoes.

I was the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the sole heir of BeeH Group. The people around the bar didn’t dare to interfere; they were all absent-minded, drinking from their own bottles.

"Calm down, miss. I don't mean any harm," the man said, and I paused to look up at his face.

He wore a black suit and appeared older than me, likely in his 40s.

I had never fantasized about having an affair with an older man who could easily be my uncle, and I immediately struggled to pull my hands away from his grip.

"Calm down, miss. I don't mean any harm," he repeated as he took me to a corner of the bar.

"If you don't mean any harm, then let go of my hands," I said. He sighed and quickly spoke, "Look, miss, I need your help, and I think you're the best lady suitable for the job."

"What job?" I asked, my sharp blue eyes staring into his dark face.

I wondered if he was a boss or a servant. In City B, only billionaires could afford to live there, and I was curious about what help this man needed.

"I know you don't know me, but I saw you when you rushed in here, and I could tell you're heartbroken," he said.

"So what do you need me for?" I asked, and he released my left hand, which he had dragged me with. "I want you to accompany me to spend a night with my boss."

"What! Your... your what?" I asked again, utterly incredulous.

I was the daughter of the richest man in City B. How could this man be offering me such a ridiculous task?

Well, I already looked heartbroken from my two best friends' insults, and I heard him say, "I will pay you heavily, miss, but please come with me first, as I don't have much time to delay."

I wanted to protest.

First, I didn’t know him.

Secondly, I had never gone out with a stranger before, as I was always heavily guarded by my father's bodyguards.

My dad didn’t easily allow me out of his sight, and in the bar I had rushed into, my dad's security men were still outside on the ground floor, waiting where my friends and I had previously celebrated my birthday in a private hall before they all laughed at me.

I thought it best to follow the older man, as he looked responsible and honest, and more importantly, I wanted to lose my virginity quickly to avoid further ridicule from my friends.

My father wanted to arrange a marriage for me with the son of a top billionaire, but he hadn’t found the right match yet that met his requirements for the type of groom he wanted for me.

I silently followed the man, and we got into the back seat of his car. He drove me away from the luxurious hotel, and I noticed two guards seated silently in the back seat while I sat in the front seat with him.

We arrived at a magnificent building, and I wondered who owned the powerful mansion that stood before me.

"Step down, miss," the middle-aged man said, and I realized I hadn’t even asked him his name yet.

I gulped and stepped out, and he said, "Come with me."

I followed him into the magnificent building that loomed before me.

The building looked as powerful as my father's mansion, and I could see guards stationed around, guarding the premises.

"Welcome, Sir Adam," the maids greeted the man who had brought me into the mansion, bowing to me respectfully as well. I waved my left hand in dismissal, and I could see Sir Adam looked surprised by my action.

"Come with me, miss," Sir Adam said, and I followed him.

We walked upstairs to the second floor of the magnificent two-story building. He paused and said, "My boss is inside. Please wait here for a moment while I attend to him."

I was scared and curious to know who the boss of this magnificent building was.

Was he my father's age, or a young, handsome man like me?

I was both scared and curious as I admired the artistic paintings on the walls, depicting warriors of ancient times.

I stood admiring the beautiful view of the second floor when Sir Adam later stepped out and said to me, "Come in, miss."

I gulped and followed him into the sitting room.

I felt all the air in my body stand on end as the cold air from the air conditioning blew against my skin.

I stepped into the sitting room, which was painted white, and it seemed every item in there was invisible to me, as it was all white.

"Look, miss, just do whatever my boss wants, as we drugged him to have sex with you."

"What?!" My eyes widened at the revelation.

"I'm not a prostitute," I said, in case that was what Sir Adam thought of me when he saw me rush into the club.

"I know, miss. Just go in there, and you will meet my boss. I promise to pay you heavily as discussed, and I will take you back home safely."

"Is this a joke? Pay me how much?" I asked inquisitively, as though I wasn’t broke and I was a billionaire too, with a black card.

So how much did Sir Adam think he could pay me?

"One million," he said, and I chuckled.

"I'm worth more than that, sir. I cannot go in there; I'm scared," I replied, afraid of who the man in the bedroom was that Sir Adam was asking me to meet.

"Please, miss," Sir Adam begged.

"Call me Thelma," I said, not wanting to mention my father's last name. The mention of Sebastian would make it easy for anyone in City B to know who my father is, given that my family is the richest in the area.

"Okay, Miss Thelma, but we cannot continue to delay. Just name how much you want, and I will speak to the old master about it."

"The old master? Who's that?"

"Who's there?" I heard a deep, masculine voice call from within the room, and I froze. The voice sounded powerful and cold.

"Please go in, Miss Thelma. I will be outside waiting," Sir Adam quickly slipped out of the sitting room, shutting the door behind him and leaving me alone in the white room.