C4 FIRST ENCOUNTER.

I couldn't believe my ears, such foul words came out of those tempting lips, wait what am I thinking, did he just curse at me?

"Hey you, stop picturing me naked." He continued to provoke.

Finally, I came back to reality and apologized for hitting into his car and offered to pay for needed repair, but to my surprise he stood there with a smirk and a look of sarcasm written all over his gorgeous face.

"Let me guess princess, are you going to call your rich ass father to pay for your reckless driving or is your sugar daddy going to handle it this time?"

I was rendered speechless, “like what the heck?" Is he serious? Just because I drive an expensive sports car does he think I look like a spoiled brat or worse yet.... an escort?

I was fuming with anger; he definitely crossed the line this time.... giving him a death glare trying my best to speak calmly, I slowly said to him, "listen carefully you idiot and hold your tongue, I just said I'm sorry and will cover the cost to fix your crappy car, okay? So stop acting as if your brains got stuck under my wheels or something.”

In an instant I could feel the cool windy afternoon froze as if time stood still, his sharp bone chilling stare made it appear that if a single look could kill I would have probably died a million times over.

Refusing to admit defeat I remain firm, lifted my head arrogantly and smiled brightly without a trace of fear.

Without saying another word, he stepped back into his Rolls-Royce Wraith and disappeared in a flash as if he wasn't there a second ago.

"Humph! what a jerk, it's a shame I didn't hit his car a bit harder. Maybe that would have knocked some sense into him.” Thinking of that I sighed, got into my own vehicle and drove home.

Around 30 minutes later I arrived at a beautifully decorated villa. The entrance to my home was carefully crafted with rows of delicate red, white and purple jasmine flowers encircling a changing rainbow-colored fountain. I’m living in this six bedroom, 5 baths, an indoor pool, private gym, a study /office, music room and a fully stocked kitchen with three maids that are available when needed. Life here is somewhat peaceful, but lonely.

After having a simple dinner, I took a quick shower as I stepped into my bathroom, changed into a comfy Minnie mouse pajama and quickly fell asleep thinking about today's incident.

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Matthew's pov.

This day went by too fast, in a blink of an eye it was closing hour, I thought of working overtime but got a call from my dad to return to the old house as soon as I could, so after finishing off the essential paperwork I got up and left.

On my way, stopping at an intersection awaiting the signal of the green light I suddenly felt a thud to the back of my car; calmly looking into the rearview mirror I saw a stylish baby blue Lamborghini.

Feeling damn annoyed, I slowly made my way out, only to be met by the sight of an alluring goddess, in her short white tank top and suit pants every curve of her enticing body could be seen, what a perfect cup size, I thought and those seductive peach lips looked so edible.

"Holy shit! what the hell just happened to me?”

I quickly recovered my senses and shouted at her to get the fuck out of my face, just the way she was staring into my eyes with her hypnotizing chestnut brown eyes, it was both heart pounding and disturbing... is she trying to seduce me? no way in hell, I smirked.

She was busy apologizing and saying she'll cover the cost to repair the damage and I just stood there scanning her entirely to see what will be her next move, but then noticing the car she was driving I realized it was a limited-edition Lamborghini Aventador.

How can she afford such a pricey sports machine? I had two thoughts in mind; either a spoiled rich brat or she's got a sugar daddy.

When I told her what I thought I could clearly see the anger she's suppressing, augh! Goddamn! She was looking incredibly cute, but the next second her response got me on the verge of exploding.

First, she called me an idiot, then asked if my brain got stuck under her wheels, like seriously is she fucking courting death?

I gave her a cold warning gaze but that annoying brat had the nerve to lift her head high and mighty with a bright smile.

“Ahhh!” I was going mad; clenching my hands into a fist I calmly walked away and drove off at lightning speed.

Who gave her that much confidence, does she even know with whom she's dealing with?

'’Wait till I get my hands on you princess, daddy wouldn't be able to save you', I gave an evil smile while driving back to the old house.

Within an hour I arrived at the grand family villa, this magnificently designed structure used to be my beloved home before that young seductress moved in. Now it seems to be the most disgusting place on earth.

"Elder master, you have returned", uncle Sam, who has worked for years as the family's butler, joyfully greeted me as I stepped into the modern European decorated hall. I slightly nodded my head and answered with a "hmmm" before making my way to the study to meet my dad, hoping not to be disturbed by the sight of that tramp of a stepmother of mine.

Sadly, today wasn't much of a lucky day....

As I got near the stairs attempting to go up, I heard the nauseating voice that was trying to sound sweet but felt sickening....

"Ohhh, hi my darling boy, you’re back." My steps paused for a brief minute but then I continued walking up the stairs.

Meanwhile, Jane (the stepmother) stood still looking at Matthew's departing figure licking her lips with desires in her eyes, thinking to herself.... ‘As soon as that old fool craps out you'll be all mine.’

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