Alistair's POV

I tucked the hair which obstructed my view of her alluring face. Her mysterious black eyes seemed to put me in a trance. Her pale white skin was soft and absolutely gorgeous.

I caught her hands and locked it straightening them with mine so as to choke anything which came between, between us. I let out a sigh of satisfaction when I finally paved the way in her body as she shut her eyes and opened her thigh more. I made sure to comfort her but she was expressionless, her hands didn't move over my body. This was a completely different sexual experience.

I pushed myself in wanting to feel her beautiful body against mine.

My entry was rough this time she moaned softly making my heart melt at the sound. I cupped the back of her head pulling her closer to meet my lips with her. Her black strands of hair kept traveling across her face, I pushed them away every time as I wanted to feel her beauty. I threaded my fingers and forced her head aside biting and sucking her neck.

She didn't react, she laid stiff like she didn't want this like she was forced to do this. Like it was against her wishes. Was I hurting her? I pulled away at this very thought. She kept numb,  extremely silent fearing to utter even a single word.

I quickly draped my shirt around my body whilst standing. I went closer to her and pulled the sheet which was on the corner of the king-sized bed and placed it over her covering her.

I've never indulged myself in such goodness, it was a different feeling. I eyed her whilst she looked straight at the wall. Her body was skinny, sexy enough to show off her curves.

I desperately wanted to hear her voice, her name. "Hey, what's your name beautiful ?" she laid there without a sound, her eyes never daring to look at mine. She just turned around towards the other side making me face her back.

Hey, you have no idea who you are ignoring, my nerves had no control over my anger but then she turned around and looked at me. It soothed me, calmed me down. I expected an answer but none came from her mouth.

"Wasn't my voice properly articulated in your ears ?" I was offended as her ignorance towards me was stinging my petty impossible heart.

Is she deaf? Numb too? various thoughts rotated around my mind as I was never unanswered before. She didn't react but this time covered herself with the sheets and pulled it upwards till it was surfacing on her chin. Her face was visible to my eyes never had I ever experienced such a beautiful view.

There were girls I slept with, they were all beautiful. Prettier than her with more wavy bodies but she attracted me in some way. Her mysterious eyes were locking me, demanding to be stared at all day, every day.

"Your time's up. Leave at once ", she commanded. She finally spoke to me, I was baffled at the sound of her voice. Her eyes rested on the clock which was located on the wall. She didn't look at me once again, wasn't she attracted to my handsome face how other girls were?

"What's your name ?" I ignored her question as I served mine which was unanswered before.

She looked at me this time, made eye contact first. She changed her lying position, she took shelter of her hands as she raised herself up. She sat straight carrying the sheet over her which covered her intimate areas. "Time's up, leave", she said the same words again.

"Leave? leave can't be a name. Since it is a plural form of leaf and it does sound like a name so I am guessing you're leaf?" I was stubborn enough to leave without having an answer to my question.

Our attentions were distracted from each other when we heard the bell, an old lady came in without asking for permission. People around here lacked manners, what if I was making love with her this moment?

"Hey, Mister! Since your time passed you have to pay extra charges", she gently smiled at me.

"I wasn't warned by L-lea ", stammered not knowing the name. Money was never a question to me, it never was but I was playing my tricks to know her name "This girl" I pointed at her, her straight face was still the same.

"You're supposed to warn people Evelyn", she frowned at her placing her hands on her hip and squatting towards her. She then took the seat next to her pushing her aside roughly, why was she treated this way?

"Evelyn eh?", I cocked my brow whilst seductively saying her name.

"Time demands money, my love, you're wasting your time as well as money ", who was this lady, an alarm clock? she was snoozing after every minute. I hated her already as she obstructed my view of Evelyn. Such a beautiful name.

"I want another hour too ", a wicked smile escaped my lips. The lady grinned at me feeling my level of sensuality for her and left closing the door.

"Next time, knock before you hop in", she was invisible to my eyes but I made sure I was loud enough for her to hear. I quickly removed my phone to text my friends who were probably in the same building, just another room.

Now you may wonder where was I? I was in a place where my pleasure bought me, a place where men of every age came to satisfy their sexual desires. Some out of pleasure, some of the stress, and some simply when bored of their girlfriend's or wife's body. I had enough girlfriends to satisfy my needs but it was Chace's idea to do something adventurous. Yeah, he decided to label this cheap stunt of ours as an 'adventure'. I was glad that he bought me here, this way I met Evelyn.

I marched towards her taking a seat next to her.

She kept hushed as she drifted closer to me, it felt like she was trained this way. I could feel her body clearly objecting to things demanded by her head. Our bodies touched, specifically our arms. I gazed at her, her hair was chest-length- a mixture of straight and soft curls.

"You're so beautiful ", I sat facing her whilst popping her chin so that our eyes met, she looked down disregarding my want to see her. I wanted to kiss her straight, without wasting any moment but I didn't want to do anything against her wish. She didn't look much comfortable with me.

"I want to talk ", I broke the silence "only talk ", I specified stopping any double meaning thoughts which could pop in her mind.

"That's why you paid an extra hour for ?" she seem amused. Her voice felt like iced sugar, cold yet sweet. I wanted to taste every ounce of it but I had great control over my manly desires.

Various thoughts traveled across my mind like why would such a pretty, shy, and innocent girl take up this profession. Her innocence could be felt from her eyes, from the way she never looked at me. Innocence never really meant virginity from my point of view, it was a deep concept like it reflected from one's eyes and threw a shade in one's personality, precisely generosity.

"So, what's your age? " my questions were basic, maybe boring. I had this urge to know little things about her. She denoted the mystery I wanted to unravel.

"21", she straightly answered without extending the conversation. Was she this straightforward all the time?

"I'm 24, 3 years older than you ", I replied instinctively. She didn't react, was I this unattractive? I've never experienced ignorance even for once by women, I was the one who basically neglected and blocked every girl who was pushy towards me. 'Staying friends and maintaining good relations with exes', was one golden rule I believed in.

"How long have you been doing this?", I questioned out of curiosity. She didn't answer me. I didn't mean to offend her.

"Ever since ", she replied slowly, did she mean by birth? I refused to question her anymore. Silence concealed the atmosphere no one among us spoke. I gazed at her in the meanwhile, she looked exquisite. It was just 10 minutes left for me to complete another hour of mine. I wouldn't mind paying for another hour too but I had commitments.

I smiled at her when she looked at me, she didn't smile back. Oh god, she was driving me nuts. I've never seen a 'whore' so arrogant before, every time I went to one they made sure to entertain me to the fullest, speak sugar-coated words so that they earn more than what was agreed upon.

"Do you have friends ?", I questioned again after digging my self-respect into the little room of hers.

"I don't believe in friendship", she answered dryly.

"I am your only friend then, happy to hear that ", I grinned at her.

"Excuse me ?" she knocked me off. I wanted to grab her by the back of her head, pull her extremely close to me and kiss her hungrily. I didn't, the man in me wasn't permitting me to do sexual things with a lady who didn't seem interested in it.

Is this because she's in love with someone else? a question popped into my mind. A question that couldn't be answered. Maybe yes or maybe not but I've never seen someone in her profession sealing their hearts this easily and quickly at such young age. Their profession prohibited them to.

I heard an unanticipated knock, followed by three figures. One of the annoying lady who showed up earlier and the remaining two were of my friends. I'm glad the lady obeyed my instructions and came in a mannered way, not that I was making love with her.

"Why the fuck are you both here ?" I cursed loudly and then regretted using such rough language in front of her, I wanted to create an impression, a good one in her eyes to which I was failing miserably.

Chace and Zack eyed me first, then focused on Evelyn. Spare her for fuck sake. "Now I know what took you so long", Zack grinned.

"Precisely an hour ", Chace winked smirking. I wanted to stab the lady for notifying my friends about me paying for an extra hour. "Waited an hour for you bro, come let's take you to my place to swipe the dirt off ", Zack was clearly being rude now.

"Leave ", I ordered them. I took a quick look at Evelyn before leaving, she noticed me this time. Her eyes met mine, she didn't look away. I rushed towards her and placed a small kiss on her forehead, I first made sure that my friends were out of sight. "Sorry ", I apologized to her and asked the lady to come out with me so that I could complete the payment procedure.

"Seems like you're clearly attracted ", the lady smiled, it could be easily denoted that it was fake. Fifty shades of fake.

"Shouldn't bother you as long as you make money ", I disliked her the moment I met her. She had boyish hair, huge eyes covered with kohl, and tanned skin. Her body was huge and bulky, she reminded me of Humpty dumpty, an uglier version of course.

"Sign here", she pointed towards the empty space so that I didn't sign at the wrong spot. I took a grip of the pen and inscribed it towards the paper, I canceled my signature before she could clearly read, I made sure to scribble it as much as I could.

"My Bad wasn't really up to the mark", I lied because it showcased my name, my original name which was 'Alistair Dickman' but whenever I went to inappropriate places I used 'Arnold Clarkson', I quickly inscribed an 'Arnold.c' on the paper she handled me.

Arnold Clarkson was the personality I impersonated to keep my real name safe and clean. I didn't want to give up on my bad habits just because my father was a public figure, a well-renowned businessman, and a powerful politician. I had a friend named Arnold so I just bribed him, took possession of his name, and created a fake identity card by just overlapping my picture over his.

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-Aafryn.