He moved quickly, pinning me against the wall, his face inches from mine. "You should have thought about the consequences," he whispered before leaning in and kissing me.
He carried me in bridal style, swiping his card on the hotel suite door. With blurred vision, I admired the room; it was so luxurious. He laid me on the bed, ripping off my dress and pulling off his clothes, exposing his famed abs and packs.
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★ Clara pov
I tossed and turned on the bed, the rays of sunlight reflecting in my eyes. I wanted to sleep more; it had been a while since I had slept this comfortably.
I was busy trying to raise my small company in Europe when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
I jolted awake, bright light hitting my eyes. Next to me, a handsome stranger was reading a newspaper.
Confused, I tried to remember how I got here, but nothing came to mind. Suddenly, I realized I was naked! "Ahhh!" I screamed.
"Wh..o.. are y…?" I stammered, but my throat was dry.
Then, the door burst open!
Before I could finish, a crowd of media rushed in, cameras flashing.
"Miss Clara, is it true you had a night with a man?"
"Miss Clara, why did you return to New York?"