The Billionaire's Unexpected Desire

Chapter 5: The Aftermath I

Amy drove her car, the silence between them palpable as Sophie rested in the back seat, her eyes closed, still recovering from the previous night's ordeal. The only sound was the soft hum of the engine and the occasional chirping of birds outside. After a few minutes of silence, Sophie spoke up, her voice weak but determined. "Amy, please stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some hangover drugs."

Amy obliged, pulling into the nearest pharmacy. They purchased some medication, and Sophie downed the pills with water, hoping for quick relief. As they continued their journey to Amy's house, Sophie's exhaustion began to lift, replaced by a growing sense of unease. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, that her friends didn't believe her story about the strange guy at the club.

When they arrived at Amy's house, Tori was already there, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity. Amy shrugged, indicating she had no idea what was going on. Sophie ignored their questioning looks and headed straight for the kitchen, searching for something to eat. Her hunger was overwhelming, and she settled for toast, devouring it ravenously. The buttery aroma filled the air as she ate, the crunch of the toast a soothing balm for her frazzled nerves.

Amy and Tori waited patiently, their eyes fixed on Sophie as she ate. They exchanged knowing glances, and Sophie sensed they were thinking she'd left the club with a guy the night before – a one-night stand, perhaps. Little did they know, Sophie's aversion to romance and men was legendary, and the idea of her engaging in a casual fling was laughable.

Once Sophie finished her toast and took her medication, she began to recount the events of the previous night, starting with the strange guy at the club who spiked her drink to the terrifying encounter with the ride-share driver and her subsequent two-hour walk to find the main road. Amy and Tori listened intently, their faces reflecting their growing concern. Sophie's words spilt out in a torrent as if unburdening herself of a heavy secret.

As Sophie finished her story, Amy's eyes narrowed, her mind racing. She remembered where she'd picked Sophie up and realized she could retrace the route to find the mysterious billionaire's house. The prospect of meeting a wealthy benefactor was too enticing to ignore. Tori, on the other hand, was lost in her thoughts. She suspected the billionaire might be a regular VIP at the club, increasing her chances of meeting him. Her mind whirled with possibilities.

Sophie noticed her friends' distant expressions and snapped her fingers in front of their faces, bringing them back to reality. She checked the time and gasped – it was already noon. Her mother must be frantic with worry, and Sophie's phone was still at the club. She couldn't afford to retrieve it now, as it was in the opposite direction of her home.

Tori offered to retrieve Sophie's phone, and Amy hailed a taxi to take Sophie home. As they said their goodbyes, Sophie thanked Tori profusely, relief washing over her. She knew her mother would be relieved to see her safe and sound.