His Beautiful Addiction

''Do you want to have sex with me?''

Michael nearly choked on his saliva; his eyes widened tremendously as he stared at the flushed faced woman in front of him.

''I'm beautiful, and I have big boobs. Men like big boobs right?'' Her eyes curved in crescents as she laughed; ''and I'm… '' She leaned closer to whisper to Michael, who in turn drew back in shock;

''…I'm a virgin, men like virgins, don't they?''

Michael's lips fell open in shock and he turned to the bar man by his side, the man was as shocked as he was.

Was she crazy?

Diana laughed drowsily as she stumbled, almost falling, but Michael held her up.

''Get hold of yourself woman, you're in a public place! '' He warned but the woman in his arms wasn't buying any of it. She lifted her gaze to stare at him, after a while, a smile slanted her lips;

''Wow, beautiful lips… '' Her hand lifted to touch them but Michael stopped her before she could come in contact with his lips. Diana laughed;

''What? Are they for someone else? ''

Michael stared into her eyes not saying a word, he didn't know what she was thinking but he knew she was in so much pain;

Diana laughed, slapping him lightly on the arm;

''Tsh, you're no fun. Since you don't want to have sex with me, I'm going to find someone who does. '' With that, she pulled herself away from his grip and stumbled to her feet. Michael watched her walk into the crowd, his heart slamming against his chest, he wanted to ignore her, since he didn't know her, but he could not bring himself to.

Shit!

He cussed, standing up and going after her, she was already talking to another man when he reached her. Quickly, he pulled her by her and twirled her around, causing her to fall into him.

Diana lifted her eyes and when she saw him, she smiled;

''Oh, beautiful lips, you came back? Have you changed your mind? ''

The man she was talking to turned to look at Michael with creased brows;

''Who are you? '' he asked, wondering why he would pull the woman talking to him away.

Michael thought for a moment, and then he looked at the beautiful woman in his arms,

''She's mine. '' He glared at the man in front of him before holding Diana's hand and dragging her out of the bar.

''Wow, no-one has ever said that to me, 'she's mine!' uwuuu! I feel special!''

Diana laughed as she followed Michael, Michael took her to the car park, then he turned to her;

''Do you want to die?'' He scolded angrily, his eyes glaring down at her. He couldn't understand how someone so pretty would walk into a bar and try to sleep with any man she came across. What if she didn't meet him? What if she had met the wrong person?

Diana pouted her lips as she stared at him puppy dog eyed;

''What? I'm not a baby, and I'm not drunk, I just want to have sex with you! What?! Am I not pretty? Why don't you want me?!'' she screamed at him, her voice shaky with tears, she was shouting, so people passing by could hear her, they all looked at Michael with disappointment on their faces. Michael tried to hide his face in embarrassment,

How did he get into so much trouble?

''Yah… stop crying, '' He tried to pat her back but Diana cried out more. Frustratingly, he dragged her to his car and placed her in. Sitting in the driver's seat, he turned to her;

''Where do you live, I'll drop you ''

Since he was already in, he should just finish it up to the end. Diana shrugged;

''Take me to your house. ''

Michael laughed; ''Okay, enough with the jokes, where do you live, I can do you a favor... ''

''Aish, you talk too much; let's just go to your house and fuck, what's the big deal? ''

She creased her brows; ''or you aren't man enough?''

''What?! ''

Michael exclaimed in shock when he saw her eyes look down at his groin.

''Woman, stop undressing me with your eyes!'' He scolded, lifting her jaw up with his index finger.

Diana smirked; ''Ow, should I do it with my hands then? '' she leaned to him and tried to touch him, but Michael held her hands; what kind of trouble did he get himself into?

''Fine, fine, I could have done your wish but I don't have a house.''

Diana frowned; ''you are homeless? '' 

''Yeah… ''

''Tsk, what do we do? Let's go to a hotel? '' She beamed as she suggested;

''Why don't we go to your house, don't you think you'll be more comfortable there? '' Diana grew quiet and then she looked at him with tears in her eyes;

''I don't want to go home. ''

Michael's brows creased with worry; ''what's wrong? Hey, what happened? ''

He asked a thousand questions but there was no reply from her, suddenly her cries died out;

She had fallen asleep…

Michael laughed at himself for walking right into trouble. What was he going to do with a passed out woman in his car?!

He ran his hand through his hair frustratingly, and then turned to look at her. She was very pretty, and she didn't like a low class woman, from her branded clothes, to how she smelled, he knew she was from a noble family. He wondered what a woman of such class would be doing passed out in a bar.

Michael thought for a moment, before he leaned in and put on her seat belt. He would take her to one of the company's hotels, he couldn't possibly take a passed out woman home.

Michael carried Diana out of the car, and slammed it close. As his body touched hers, Diana snuggled deep into him, nuzzling her face on his neck, her breath fanning him. He froze.

This woman…

He knew she was unconscious but he could not help but feel turned on by her actions. She should be thankful he was a gentleman; else he wasn't sure he would be able to control himself.