One Night Stand novel Chapter 48

Javier’s POV

Javier let me grab my bag. We’ll be out of here in a minute, darling.

These words repeated over and over in his head until he realized it wasn’t Gabriella. His eyes widened.

Did I allow her to touch me?

He was shouting in his brain because he didn’t have a choice. All he can think of right now is sex, and his rod is as firm as a stone. He burst out laughing.

So this is how Sandra gets her way. Capture me like an animal.

He attempted to get up, and his legs let him. He took a glance at his clothes. His dick was visible outside of his trousers. It appalled him. He was going at a snail’s pace, fighting for what he so much desired. Javier knows well that if Sandra gets her way with him, he would have to bid farewell to his little family. He knew Gabriella would never understand, even if someone drugged him. He didn’t have an option, therefore he had to fight, even if it was a lost battle.

Sandra returned sprinting,

“I’m afraid I can’t drive, darling. I’m too inebriated. Allow me to call a cab. Please wait right here. We’ll go. I’m going to show you a delightful time.”

She had a glance at her bag. Her mother gave her the tablets the other day. She informed her she needed to take the tablets before sleeping with Javier. Mrs. Williams gave her the pills a long time ago. But now that she knows what her daughter did. She would even be more outraged that someone would go to such lengths to get pregnant.

Sandra refused to give up, despite being advised to keep away from Javier. She wanted Javier for herself, no matter what.

Gabriella’s POV

Gabriella didn’t waste any time after receiving Javier’s call. Sandra cannot separate me from my family. Will Javier be able to hold out? Gabriella shuddered at the notion of Javier sleeping with Sandra. She hurried into the garage and grabbed a sport automobile, which she had never driven before. Her rescuing her fiancé was critical. She reflected on how much she had starved him in bed and how he was now drugged. The guy wouldn't be able to survive what was about to happen. As she drove to the place she was thinking about all the possibilities. Is it possible for me to forgive Javier for this? I know he’s high, but will my heart accept it? Will I arrive too late? She upped her speed limit.

Gabriella approached the club in her car and had a peek around. She could see nothing. She dashed inside, not knowing which room they were in. She stepped outside to dial Javier’s number. When she looked down the hallway, she found Javier’s phone ringing on the floor, covered by his jacket. She knew Javier was no longer in the club. So she gathered the phone and tuxedo and stuffed them into the vehicle. She had a peek at the road. She saw a woman calling a cab and then noticed Javier sprawled on the floor. She felt elated. She got into her vehicle and headed to where Javier was.

Now, how am I going to get this massive guy into the car?

“Please extend your hand to me.”

Her eyes sprang open in a split second. She reasoned that Javier couldn’t do anything, so she swiftly extended her hand to him. And when he rose from the ground, he supported himself with her hand. He used her body to support himself until he arrived at the vehicle. Gabriella ran to the driver's side and drove straight home once they jumped inside.

Outside the Karaoke club

Taxi! Taxi! Taxi!

Sandra was busy hailing a cab when one came to a halt. She slid her bag inside.

“My husband is quite inebriated, so I must bring him here. Please be patient until I arrive.” The taxi driver just nodded.

She returned to Javier’s location but did not see him. She dashed back to the corridor, where he was unconscious. Sandra saw horror. She yelled at the top of her lungs and began to kick the cab next to her. Sandra smashed the cab window with her bag, and the guy rushed down and beat the crap out of her. He then opened her wallet and removed money from it.

“This is for the broken window. I don’t rob people, but you are a piece of shit. That’s why your husband abandoned you here.”

He kicked her and moved her to the side of the road so vehicles wouldn’t strike her.

Throughout the trip, Javier was busy rubbing his dick. He needed to be liberated, and nothing was working.

He continued to mutter, “Fuck! Gabriella’s face turned into a beet-root now and then. When she saw Javier's dick standing hard like that. She could not concentrate. When she arrived at the villa, she summoned Henry to assist her. She promptly helps stuff his dick inside his trousers and zips them up. When Henry arrived, he noticed his master’s manhood pulsating in his pants. He almost laughed, but he dragged the guy inside. From his expertise, he realized the guy had been drugged. Henry then turned his gaze to the petite lady in front of him. When he saw Gabriella Beetroot’s face, he shook his head. He walked out of the room.

She brought Javier to the bathtub without hesitation once Henry left the room. Switched on the cold water faucet,

“Javier, stay sober!” Gabriella said fiercely as the water poured down on him.

The cool water put out the fire on Javier’s skin, but it didn’t put out the fire inside him. The man was still in need of a fuck. Indeed, the contrast between the outward cold and the interior heat was quite painful for him. In pain, he curled up in the tub and uttered,

“Gabby, I need a fuck.” Gabriella felt as if someone had stabbed her in the heart when she saw how troubled Javier was. Meanwhile. She realized that the cool water was just assisting him in calming down from the heat outside. His manhood was still as solid as a rock. Gabriella assisted Javier out of the tub. And turned the air conditioner down to the lowest setting. Javier’s fever had not gone away. The suffering he was experiencing grew excruciating. It felt like ants were gnawing at his bones. Gabriella realized that the only way to settle the problem was for her to have sex with him. She couldn’t stand it any longer, knowing that the only thing Javier needed was her. She went close to Javier, looked him in the eyes, and began stripping in front of him.