My Ruin

1. Stares

ASHANTI

I woke up with a throbbing headache, it was like someone was banging drums in my head.

I let out a loud groan as I open my eyes and the sun is shining through the open curtain. I scan my surroundings coming to the realization that I was in an unfamiliar room.

"There's no way I got that drunk last night," I said to myself.

"On the contrary, you did," a deep male voice said, startling me.

I shot up in the bed and looked around the room to meet a pair of eyes staring back at me.

"Oh my god! Who are you?! What's going on?! Did we have sex?!," I was asking questions after questions. I was shaken up because I only had on my underwear and I pulled the covers up to my neck.

The male chuckled which sent a shiver down my spine, tingling my senses.

"You blacked out and I didn't know how you would get home or even if you came with someone, so I took you home...with me," he said coyly rubbing the back of his neck.

I looked at him and I whispered, "That was very kind of you, I think... You didn't have to do that, but you did so thank you."

He grinned and we held eye contact for a moment before he shook it off and looked away.

Only then did I realize that he was shirtless and only in shorts. His body was perfect, and I couldn't help but stare.

Then, I realized I still didn't have my clothes on.

"What happened to my clothes?"

"You puked all over them last night, and I didn't think it would be best if you slept in them," he replied softly.

"Did you undress me?," I questioned.

"No, my maid did. She is washing your clothes as we speak," he stated calmly.

He tossed me his shirt and I quickly put it on.

I was kind of relieved that he didn't see me naked.

That would be weird for the first guy to ever see me naked and while I'm knocked out at that.

"I usually never get this drunk; I don't even go out. I don't know how this could've happened," I groaned while planting my face in my hands.

I heard the quiet patter of his footsteps before I felt the bed sink. I moved my hands away from my eyes to see him staring at me intensely.

"The maid, Theresa, is making breakfast for you downstairs. I have to get in the shower or else I'll be late for work," he stated. I quickly got out the bed and I got a head rush which made me slightly woozy. I felt warm hands hold me upright and I shoot a quick thank you before gaining composure to walk out of the room.

I let out a sigh when I was a good distance away from...whatever his name is.

While I was walking downstairs, I looked at the rooms I had passed and they were all beautiful. This guy was packed with money, his house was like a mansion.

It probably was one.

He's probably one of those snobby, rich guys who think they can get any girl they want and one who treats them like crap.

Why am I even thinking about this?
He's not my concern.

Why though? It's not like I will ever see this guy again after today, my inner voice talks back.

I found the kitchen after walking for what felt like forever and there was this beautiful maid making breakfast. She was kind to me and when she was finished cooking, she placed the plate in front of me and left the room to let me eat.

The food tasted amazing, I've never had anything quite like it.

I didn't even know what to call it, but it tasted exquisite.

I was almost finished when suit guy came into the kitchen.

He was wearing a suit...again, but it was a different color and it looked very silky.
His scent engulfed the entire room. He smelt amazing, it was absolutely intoxicating.

I tried not to drool over him and put my attention on finishing the rest of my food.
When I looked up, he was staring at me with those intense eyes again.

I finished eating and he asked, "Are you full?"

I shook my head indicating that I was.

"Go get dressed, meet me back here, and I will take you home," he said in a calm but authoritative tone.

I got up without hesitation and went back to the previous room where I slept. I put the clothes on from last night and they smelt like him or maybe I'm imagining it.

I went back to the kitchen and he led the way.

We ended up in his garage and he had 6 exotic cars. I was in awe of the cars, but I kept quiet about my excitement.

Once he chose a car, he held the door open for me to get in and I thanked him. He got in the driver's seat next to me shortly after.

He asked for my address and punched the information into the GPS. The car ride to my house was pretty much quiet.

I could tell that suit guy was reserved and quiet most of the time. He barely said a few words to me in the time that we have spent together, but I didn't mind. I understand we didn't even know each other and I didn't mind the quiet time to think.

He pulled up in front of my house in no time.

I turn towards him and I say, "Thank you for everything you have done for me. You didn't have to do what you did for somebody that you didn't know. I really appreciate it."

He smiled at me and said, "You're welcome."

A wave ran through me and I couldn't help but smile back at him. He had the perfect set of teeth and his smile was breathtaking.

I caught ahold of myself and stared in his eyes to meet that intense gaze again.
This time I broke it.

I looked away and said, "I don't want you to be late for work; I've already inconvenienced you enough. Goodbye and it was very nice meeting you."

I got out of the car quickly before he even had a chance to reply.

When I got inside, I ran to look through the window and caught suit guy speed off just in time.

I let out a sigh and I sunk to the ground.

It was as if I could finally breathe again. I have never felt that way around any guy before. He was so intimidating but at the same time, he was daring. I couldn't believe what I was saying.

Especially over a guy that I just met and a guy whose name I didn't even know, but it didn't matter, it's not like I would ever see him again.

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