CHAPTER 4 The Crazy Woman

Ezra's POV

What the hell?

Is she serious right now?

I tilted my head at the drunk woman with a quirked eyebrow. What the hell does she think she's doing?' I thought.

I was so caught up trying to assess the situation that I did not notice that the woman had already stumbled into the suite. It truly was a revolting sight. She kept mumbling incoherent stuff.

Her hair was disheveled, and her steps were unsteady, making her disgustingly stumble across the room. I still had to return to the banquet. So I did not have time to waste on something so stupid.

I reached for the phone, wanting to call the security guards when she yanked the cord away from me with her free hand, causing her to stumble backward.

She looked at me with a wide grin on her face, making her eyes reduced to slits.

"Won't you drink with me?" She asked and shoved the bottle in her hand to my face.

"I don't want to drink with you now kindly step out," I said to her calmly.

"Why?" she whined.

"Because you look revolting," I said once more.

I tried to snatch the cord from her hand, but she only moved it further away from my reach, which made her stumble backward once more. Afraid she might fall, I grabbed her waist and held her straight, making her drop both the bottle and the cord on the floor.

Thankfully, it did not shatter, but the wine did leave a disgusting stain on my white carpets.

"See, I don't want any trouble. Just leave." I said to her. Once I didn't hear a reply from her, I looked down and saw her eyeing my bare chest. Only then did I realize the position we were in.

"Wow, hot bod." She slurred once more before placing her hand on my chest. As if the contact burnt me, I immediately pushed her away from me. She chuckled lightly before saying.

"You look incredibly hot," She slurred while bobbing her head from side to side and making unreadable gestures with her hands.

I couldn't believe this. It was truly unbelievable. A drunk woman harassing me in my suite on the night of the company banquet in one of the most luxurious hotels in the city is not on my bingo card.

"I'm waiting, handsome." She's slurred.

I quirked my eyebrow. She doesn't think I'll answer her right.

Unannounced, she placed her hand on my chest again, and out of surprise, I snatched her hand away from my body, which in turn made her chuckle. I looked at her, trying to think of what to do with her.

"What's the matter, handsome?" She asked her words still slurred, and a big smile plastered across her face.

'What on earth am I going to do with this crazy woman?' I asked myself.

Instantly, she placed her hand on my abdomen, which made my skin crawl.

I snatched her hand once more. I looked her dead in the eyes. "Stop that," I said to her sternly.

"Stop what?" She asked innocently, tilting her head to the side.

"Ugh, can't you just leave?" I asked, already getting frustrated with this woman's advances.

"Nope, no, can't do," she slurred. Just then, she yanked her right hand away from my grasp and playfully hid it behind her back.

She stuck her tongue out, which made me wonder if she was sane. Then I remembered, of course, she wasn't. She stumbled in here with a wine bottle and probably had more to drink.

Releasing a frustrated sigh. I looked around, trying to compose myself and get this crazy ass out of there.

"I'm going to release your other hand ok, no funny business," I said to her in a firm voice.

She nodded eagerly.

I released her hand and looked her dead in the eyes before taking a step backward. I sighed in relief "Now, can yo-" My words were cut off by a pair of arms on the neck, causing me to stumble backward, making me fall on the bed.

This position gave me a clear view of her face. She was very beautiful. Her long dark lashes sat perfectly on her almond-shaped grey eyes, her nose was long and slender, and her full lips were a beautiful shade of pink.

Her long black wavy hair, even though disheveled, complimented her fair skin beautifully. I could feel her warm breath on my skin. It smelt like sweet red wine, and there was a hint of mint.

I looked into her grey eyes which were already focused on my hazel ones. I then looked down at her beautiful lips. As she did the same to mine. Not sparing another second, she latched her lips onto mine. I was caught off guard. My eyes widened in shock. Her eyes were closed as she kissed me.

Not wasting any time, I gave in to the kiss.

The kisses were long and druggy. She tasted like red wine with that faint hint of mint. Her taste was intoxicating. I placed my hand behind her head, giving me more access to her mouth.

I felt her leg move up my thigh. Instinctively, I sat up and straddled her on my waist.

I stood up and walked towards the table with her in my arms, I sat her down on the table. We parted from our kiss leaned our foreheads together and stared into each other's eyes with labored breaths.

Wanting for more, I quickly placed my hand on her nape and slammed my lips on hers. This time, the kisses were rushed and eager. I wanted to explore every inch of her mouth. She tasted like heaven.

Instinctively, my free hand moved to the hem of her shirt, I slipped my hand beneath her and began fondling her breast, making her release moans in my mouth.

This made me want more. I parted from our kiss and pulled her shirt over her head.  I began to run kisses down her neck to her collarbone. Soon enough, I latched my lips onto her breast. She kept releasing moans, which aroused me. I looked up at her, and she looked like a goddess.

I moved back up and placed my lips on her, wanting to claim her completely. I felt her hands on the edge of my towel. Not wanting to take it that far, I pushed her hands away, but she quickly replaced them.

Unwillingly, I pulled away from the kiss and looked her dead in the eyes. "Stop that," I said sternly.

"Why? It's only fair," She replied.

"No." I turned to walk away, but she tugged at the towel, making it drop to the ground.

I looked at her with annoyance.

"Oops," she said.

"My, my, that's gorgeous," She said looking at my groin.

Frustrated, I picked up the towel from the floor wrapped it around myself, and forced her to put her shirt back on I escorted her out, but she still kept whining.

I locked the door immediately when she was out. I returned to get ready to return to the banquet, but I couldn't stop thinking about her.