Bastard's Claiming Trap

"Where the heck is my room? Did it fly away?"

Agnes stumbled upon every step, being tipsy had affected her speech and questioned her sanity. Passing through the golden lit arcade decorated with fancy items and expensive paintings, the lady clad in lavender backless dress felt like flying through the corridor.

"Ugh! Friggin biscuits, where are you? What was the room number?"

Agnes yelled in the empty arcade as she skimmed through the numbers of the room.

"Oh! There you are!"

She leaned against the door and knocked then realized she should have the key in her bag.

"I should have the key to push into your butt, huh!"

Agnes rattled the items in her bag but before she could find the key, someone opened the door. Agnes lifted her head and her emerald eyes landed straight into a man's champagne ones. The lady felt as if the time had slowed to play tricks on her mind. She flung her arm out to touch the man's face, her skin touched his nearly trimmed beard.

"Oh my goodness! For fucks sake! Are you real, Mr. Mochi?"

Agnes fantasised about the comic character and concluded that her brain had been playing tricks on her.

"Who are you, woman?"

Ezekiel's coarse voice fell into her ears making Agnes experience an arrow hit her heart. His glaring champagne orbs tried to inquire about the lady who had just knocked in his door.

"Why are you asking me that, Mr Mochi? Don't you know this is my room and you live in my head!?"

Agnes' drunken gait leaned over his torso, the lady didn't realize that the man was real and had been standing in front of her physically.

"I don't know who you are and whatever you are doing here, just scram!"

Ezekiel didn't want any trouble right before his marriage, he had been staying in the hotel with his wife to be. He was about to shut the door after scolding her when Agnes pushed him aside, the lady barged inside his suite making herself at home.

"What the hell!?"

Ezekiel shouted at her and closed the door behind, the man leaped towards her and grabbed Agnes' hand. He had no clue what she had been doing there, since he hadn't seen Agnes in his engagement.

"I'm warning you, woman! If you are stubborn and firm on your intentions, then I will have to call the cops."

He warned her, staring deep in her eyes, making sure Agnes would retreat. But to his surprise the lady shrugged his hand off and headed straight to the sofa. Whereas Ezekiel became agitated upon her ignorance that she had barged into the wrong suite.

"What cops!? Go away, go back in my head. I just want to sleep."

Ezekiel cringed but then inhaled deeply to calm himself, he sat on the bed in front of her.

"Don't you dare sleep here! Is this a sick joke? Are you playing a prank on me with my fiance?"

Ezekiel suspected that his fiance must be playing some trick on him, after all it was his bachelor's night and his friends had just gone home.

"What gibberish are you spouting? What bride and prank? Are you high?"

Agnes waved her hand and ironically accused Ezekiel for being drunk. She looked around and placed her legs on the sofa exposing her thighs.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Am I high or are you out of your mind?"

Ezekiel leaned in and held her hand as soon as Agnes poured water in the glass. In the attempt to tame her the water spilled on her dress neckline, crawling down on her tummy.

"What have you done!? You ruined my pretty dress, it was new for fucks sake!"

She began to sob and wailed, while slipping the strap of her dress down on the arms.

"Hey, hey, shush."

Ezekiel panicked and tried to calm her, Agnes wiped off her tears. He offered her water and settled her strap, Agnes sipped slowly.

"You are so bad, I didn't know you were an evil character."

The man groaned after realizing that she had been mistaking him for a character in her head. Ezekiel stood up to call the hotel management so they could escort Agnes to her own room.

"Oh yes, this is Ezekiel Maccabi…"

The man turned around to glance at Agnes in order to see if she was fine. But to his expectations the scenario in front of him left Ezekiel speechless. He saw Agnes inspect the vibrator which was supposed to be used the next day, when Ezekiel would consummate his marriage with his bride.

"Oh my goodness! I didn't know you had ice cream in your room."

Agnes' face beamed with happiness as the lady stuck her tongue out and licked the vibrator. Ezekiel experienced a gush of hot emotions running down in his veins, the man looked down on his lower abdomen.

"Oh fuck!"

He disconnected the call and lifted his head only to see Agnes put the head of the vibrator in her mouth. Ezekiel immediately glanced at his junior which had caused a visible bulge in his trousers.

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Hello guys, I'm back! Yes, this will be a short story and no, I don't know how many chapters will be there. But as for now it will be only 1 chapter daily, because of some personal reasons.

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