NATHANIEL HOLME'S POV
I shut the door behind me and focused my attention on the woman whose face rested on my palm. We locked lips while she had her hands on my chest unbuttoning my shirt. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up, directing my kisses to her neck while she moaned. We got to the large sofa and we fell together. She unbuckled my belts and was about to let down my pants when my phone suddenly rang in my pocket. I pressed the side button and returned my attention to the intense session I was having. She took of her skirt and directed my hands to her private area but the disturbance kicked in again. I angrily brought out my phone and just as I was about to throw it to the side, I recognised the number.
I met this woman in the club today and although she was crying, I also thought she looked really cute so I placed my number in her phone and dialed it when she had left it on the bartender counter. I had been wondering why she didn't come out and why her phone suddenly vanished from where I left it and now she was calling.
"Excuse me." I paused for a bit and picked up the call.
"Hello." The voice on the other side spoke, it sounded like masculine.
"I'm sorry for bothering you. But there's a woman lying in the middle of the road. I can't leave her here so I picked up her phone and it seems she called you an hour ago." He continued.
"Okay, thank you very much. Please, stay there, I'm on my way." I replied and picked up my shirt and began to put it on.
"What are you waiting for? Get dressed." I gave her a stern look and she got up upset.
"I'm sorry but I got somewhere else to be. Someone is going to come pick you up and don't worry he's going to give you some cash too." I added but spoke softly this time.
I turned and picked up my car keys.
In minutes, I was out of my estate and a while later I got to where the caller had described. I came out of my car and rushed to where the man stood.
"Is she alright? What happened?" I asked with worry written on my face.
"I was passing by the other turn, when I heard someone screaming for help." He said while pointing to the street by the next turn.
"I ran down here to find her like this."
"I think you should call the hospital." He added.
"I don't think that's necessary. She's just tired. My friend is a doctor so I know a thing or two." "She's going to be fine once she gets a good rest. Thank you very much for calling me." I lifted her up, placing her arm around my shoulder while the man picked up her bag and followed me to my car. I opened the back door and laid her down gently. I scanned around for a bit and saw the blazer I had worn that morning so I covered her with it. I collected the hand bag from him and threw it in the front seat while I went round to the driver's door.
Just before I drove off, I took out my wallet, brought out 3 pieces of hundred dollars notes and handed it to the man.
"Oh, I can't accept this man. I mean, that's not why I did this."
"Don't get all humble with me. It's not mine anymore." I left the money in his palms and drove off.
I was always amazed by the concept of love because I didn't believe in it. I have never had any romantic feelings for any woman. Being Nathaniel Holmes, the second son of James Holmes who is one of the richest men in the country, I dated all the best kinds of girls one could think of. I even once broke off an engagement with the Vice President's daughter because she demanded that I give my heart to her. Most women I had been with claimed I was too stone hearted but somehow I left a sexy woman in my villa to come rescue for a woman I met a few hours ago.
"You have arrived safely Mr Holmes." My car GPS signaled breaking me from my thoughts.
I drove into the estate and though my mini villa was closer I didn't stop the car. I decided I was going to be taking her to the mansion.