Her possessive alpha novel Chapter 35

　　Susan

　　The meeting was not successful, and Lucas lost the company. He was still so young when both his parents died and there was no one responsible enough to take up the leadership affairs then. Due to mismanagement, the company lost a lot of funds and many competent workers left, leaving the company in a state of bankruptcy. Lucas was hoping that when he’d graduated from college, that he’d be able take it up and drive the company forward and back to its former glory but it was too late, the best option now was to sell off the company and return the money to the shareholders, there was no chance of revival anymore. It was truly a tragic moment for him and the whole day had been nothing but gloomy, he thought as he dunked on the twentieth bottle of alcohol spread across the floor of his hotel room.

　　He was purely wasted but the alcohol didn’t seem to do him any good. He needed something more; he needed solace, he needed comfort, he needed a shoulder to cry on. Amelia and Bambi weren’t here, nanny wasn’t here, and he couldn’t go to see them now even if he wanted to, for the flight wasn’t till tomorrow.

　　He got up from the ground all wobbly and put on his jacket and slippers. As he left his room, he had no direction in mind, he just wanted his legs to carry him anywhere they wanted to. They carried him to the hotel bar, maybe more drinking would help, he thought as he entered, sat on a chair and signaled to the waiter to serve him a glass.

　　“Hello,” he heard a feminine voice behind him then, he didn’t think he was the one being spoken to so he didn’t respond at first. The lady then turned and appeared by his side, he turned to look at her. She was pretty, with long black hair and beautiful green eyes, and the finest angelic face he’d ever seen. He wanted to fuck her.

　　“I’m Susan,” she said, extending her hand.

　　He blinked his eyes twice to clear his vision, but that didn’t seem to do any good, he wasn’t able to see her hand so she gave up trying to shake him. The waiter had already served his drink, but Susan returned it instead, saying he’s had enough after noticing his state. He was about to collapse when she held him, holding him up to lean back to his chair.

　　“I should probably help you to your hotel room,” she said. “What’s your room number?”

　　“3-7-7,” he replied faintly, giving her a smile. He wasn’t very audible but Susan somehow managed to hear him through the loud music.

　　“Ok, I’ll help you get back there,” she reached for his hand and threw it over her shoulder, holding his waist and leading him back to the hotel room. Lucas was weighty and it took a lot of strength to lead him through the elevators and back to his room, but she managed, he didn’t even lock his room, she thought as she entered and threw him onto the bed. Lucas turned over and smiled at her, still in his drunken mind.

　　“I’d like to fuck you; would you like to fuck me?” He asked with wide open eyes.