LUST LOVE: Slave To The Billionaire CEO
Chapter 72

Lisa sits in a bar wasting herself with piles of empty bottles before her.

Tears roll down her cheeks as she stares at the fourth bottle in her hands.

"He doesn't love me... he loves another" she murmurs, wiping away her tears.

There was absolutely nothing she could do better than drink herself to her death.

Upon placing her drink on her lips, her eyes caught sight of a man, he was gorgeous as hell, staring back at her without blinking.

"Is he staring at me?" She wonders with a frown.

Looking at the guy, her lips widen into a smile, making her look even more sexy than ever.

"Hey, handsome!" She calls out, waving out her hands.

Confused as to who she was calling out to, Derrick turns behind only to see an empty corner. It can only be that she is calling out to him.

He's been monitoring her ever since she left Keane's mansion, not wanting to leave her all by herself knowing she will waste herself to death.

"Don't look behind, I am talking to you... come over" She said, reaching out to him. Her movement was staggered, almost throwing herself off the floor if not for his quick reflex as he caught her. A smile spreads on her cherry-red lips, as she pukes on his nose, giggling like a child.

"I knew you wouldn't let me fall... handsome" Even though she was drunk, the good-looking man before her was so beautiful that she couldn't get her eyes off him.

His amber blue eyes were the most beautiful sets she's ever seen, his lips were as though his applied lip gloss. His nose, average length, pointed at her.

"You are so handsome, the most handsome man I've ever seen" she compliments but her face changes from a bright sweet to a sad dull face " Not compared to his, though," she said sadly. It for last as her face brightens up again to its usual cheerful and sweet one...

"I think I want you!" She said thoughtfully.

"How much do you charge for a night?" She asked stunning Derrick who could only stare at her with no words.

She burst out in laughter upon seeing his face "Don't be surprised handsome... I know you are shocked to have such a beautiful... I promise to pay well" she assures.

"Getting a man for a night will surely help me get over him," she thought staring at Derrick whose face was as though he'd been asked to do the forbidden. "don't tell me you are a... virgin!" She asked, a little bit surprised.

"No... No... I mean, gosh" he was confused about what to say.

He could hardly think of her staring at him with such a seductive smile asking him for a night.

Is that what she does with other men? He grinds on his teeth at the thought. He can't imagine her being with another, it hurts.

Gaining his composure, he stares at her, kindly examining her from head to toe.

"I am too much for you... you can't handle me" he said sadly.

This got Lisa furious and she hit the table angrily.

"Try me!" She leans to him, almost touching his nose with hers, "I dare you" she challenges.

Derrick has no intention of touching her in such a state. As a gentleman that he is, he can't take advantage of her unconsciousness.

"I don't deal with kids" He turns his attention to his drink, making sure to ignore her.

This got Lisa furious, no one dared deny her. Well, it's not like he's the only handsome guy in the room anyway.

"Fine... I'll go replace someone who can do the job, scary cat" she snorts but that alone didn't go well with Derrick.

The fact she said she will look for another, that he can't allow, not on his watch.

Lisa was about to leave when he caught her by the wrist, pulling her to him as she came crashing on his broad chest.

"You dare not!" Derrick's voice was surprisingly low, making her shiver involuntarily.

"Why? You're jealous?" She taunts with a raised brow.

"You can't even... "just before she could finish her word, his lips came crashing on hers silencing her.

She wanted to tell him how weak he was to let a girl slip away even when she offered herself to him but those words got stuck in her mouth.

His kiss was surprisingly good, and she found herself drowning in it, demanding more, which he happily gave her.

"Satisfaction?" He asked, staring at the girl whose eyes stared back at him with desire.

She pulled him in again, for another kiss, but only this time, it was not just a plain kiss but a French kiss.

Their tongues dance and play tag with each other, tasting what each has to offer.

After about five minutes of intense kissing, she pulls away panting like a rat who is just from a chase.

"You're good," she said in between her breath.

"But still a scary cat," she said with a twitchy mouth.

"Don't start what you can't finish, little L" he warns. Right now, he is holding the last threat that's keeping him sane, there's nothing she wants more than having her but not in this condition. Lisa scoffs, replaceing him funny.

"Getting serious, nice... I love serious men" Her slender fingers trail down his chest. He caught her hands just before it slipped into his pants.

"You are drunk!" He told her. Lisa's brow twists in displeasure.

"What if I am? Just pull out your dick and get it working on me, ok" she said over her voice, angry.

"I don't do drunk girls, they can't even take a round," he tells her flatly.

She bites her lips, embarrassed she just asked a man to take her without thinking twice.

"What if I prove otherwise?" Even though she was embarrassed, that still didn't stop her from asking.

She just can't let him go, not when she's tasted him. Moreover, she needed a distraction and he was the perfect distraction.

"Stop saying rubbish" he brushes her hands off his body, leaving.

"Try me... I dare you to try me... " she caught him by the wrist, pulling her closer. Her strength was no match for him, but she was willing to hold on till he accepted. With just a pull from him, she lost her balance, falling.