The Dream

Chapter 9 (Still The Unknown)

*Unknown's POV*

I just got out of the shower and dried myself with a towel. I was completely naked and went to the walk-in closet to grab some clothes. I just chose a pair of jeans, a white shirt, a black leather jacket and a pair of sneakers. I took time to prepare and I finished around 11 pm.

I grabbed my keys and went downstairs. I went to the garage and got on my baby, the Bugatti La Voiture Noire. I started it and the garage doors started to roll up. While waiting, I quickly checked the navigation that Steven had saved to the club where I wanted to go. I heard a click from the garage door, that's the signal it's all rolled up. I started the power and drove off to the road.

My ride is slow paced. I opened the driver's window to feel the cold breeze. I love the smell of it and everything. This was the place where everything started. This is the place I never wanted to go back to. My affection for the place had never been like this before. When I left this place before, my heart was full of hatred, agony, disappointment with myself for not being able to protect the most precious being in my life. I tried to find peace in some other places. I tried coming back here years ago many times, but everytime I did, the air suffocates me and my heart throbs badly. I feel like I'm gonna die. So, I never bothered to come back until two days ago.

I was in Japan at that time when there was a tug in my heart that urged me to comeback. That was months ago. I hesitated at first, but I trusted my instincts and I was right. The place is no longer trying to kill me. There has been a change here, from the buildings, to the entire setting of the place is so far from what it was before. There is something new in this that made me come here and I'm going to unravel the secrets of this place laid for me.

I arrived at the bar. There are a lot of people coming in and out of the club. I stopped the car at the entrance, and got out of it. I saw Steven near the entrance. A valet service guy approached me and I gave him my keys. I could see people staring at me.

Is there something on my face?

"Nice ride man" a guy shouted.

"Thank you." I answered and nodded at him.

Then someone came out of the door and quickly ran into the front of my car.

"Is this the Bugatti La Voiture Noire?" he exclaimed.

"Yeah" I smiled

"The only one in the world?" he asked, chuckling with so much awe in his eyes.

"Uh-huh" -Me

He was speechless now. I can tell from the reaction of his face that he was completely blown away from the sight of my car.

The valet looked at me and I motioned him to drive away. The man who was talking to me was still saying some compliments. I asked his consent for me to be inside. He nodded and gave a compliment once again.

/Human/

I made my way to the entrance and they did not ask me for any identification anymore. Steven followed behind me.

The music was loud but soothing to the ears. I loved the party music every time Steven and I would travel from one place to another for business. We always go to a club and it was some sort of a tradition.

We arrived at the main bar and Steven approached an employee. The employee was nodding at him and went inside and came back with a woman. They talked for a while and Steven came back to me.

"Master, the manager will show us the room" he said, and motioned me to follow the woman who he was speaking with earlier.

I came forward, the woman met me halfway. She greeted me with a smile and extended her right hand.

"Welcome, Sir. It's our pleasure to have you here at our opening." The woman exclaimed.

"Pleasure is mine, Miss Grace." I said, extending my hands to her.

She smiled but shock showed in her face. She might be in disbelief that I knew her name. She squeezed my hand lightly and let go.

"I'll show you to your private room , Mr. Hamilton," Grace said. She started to take her steps and I followed her. Steven followed behind me.

The dance floor is packed with wild and ecstatic crowd. I walked past a group of men and women in their mid 20s and I could hear them appreciating my appearance.

"Hey Handsome! Wanna grab some drink?", a woman blocked my way.

I could tell from her looks that she was drunk. She placed her hands on my chest.

"No miss. Thank you" I said, removing her hand from my body.

/I feel disgusted by her gestures. No woman should do that/

Steven immediately came forward and removed the woman out of my way.

I continued to walk and up the stairs. She led me to the furthest part of the hall.. Just what I like.

She opened the door with a card and let me go inside first.

"This is your room, sir," she said, and I just nodded.

"Thank you," I replied.

She showed me the room. It was just the right size. A couch was placed in the center and it had an overlooking view of the crowd.

A private bar with different bottles of drink was displayed. The theme of the entire club, in black and gold, is the right choice and matches the name perfectly: Altın Gece.

Grace was done talking about the room and she asked permission to go back to the main bar. She tried to tell me that someone would come to serve me. But I told her that it's not necessary. She just smiled and closed the door.

In a few minutes, I heard a knock and I knew immediately that it was Steven.

Steven went to the private bar and prepared the Johnnie Walker on the short table. He started to pour me a drink, and placed it in front of me.

I took a sip of the drink and Steven was just standing at the side.

I chuckled in my mind.

"Steven." I called him and he faced me.

"Yes, Master. -Steven

"Go on and have fun" I said, and I could see his eyes glistening.

"Really, Master?" he confirmed.

"Don't make me repeat myself, Steven." I said, and took another sip of my drink.

He let out a sigh and exclaimed, "Thank you, Master." He bowed before he went out of the room and closed the door behind him.

I just shook my head and leaned back on the couch, crossing my legs.

Thoughts of people are coming into my mind that I immediately blocked.

Yes, I can read thoughts. It's just one of the abilities, or should I say super powers, I have.

I stayed in the room for a long time. The bottle of Johnnie Walk has a quarter left on it. Hard drinks don't have any effect on my body. So I can have all of the drinks in one night and can never be drunk.

I went out of the room and went to the main bar. There's an empty seat on the right side of the island. I took the empty high chair and waited for the bartender. He was still serving drinks to two women that I can say that are in their early 20s. I quietly waited and just looked at the crowd. I find the crowd inviting, but I have never tried dancing in my life.

The bartender made his way to me. He asked about my drink and I requested the classic. Vodka Martini. He started to prepare my drink and my gaze fell on the girl that he served before me.

I suddenly felt a tug at my heart. I can't believe what I'm seeing right now. There are so many questions that clouded my mind.

How is this possible?

Was she in this place the whole time?

How is she?

Is she treated fine?

Can she still remember me?

I felt the urge to talk to her. To caress her. To spend my every day with her. To hold her in my arms. To inhale her scent. To make love with her. To wake up every day with her in my arms.

There are so many things I wanted to do with her. That only me and her can do.

She stood up with her friend and headed for the dance floor. The dress she was wearing looked so sexy on her. Her amazing body is fully shown. Her voluptuous breast. Her slim waist. Her thick butt. Everything about her is HEAVEN.

I'm still mesmerized by her beauty. No one and nothing can be compared to her. She was my everything, and will always be.

I tried so hard to control that urge so that the demon inside me would not be awakened.

I stayed in my chair looking at her and not taking my eyes off her. For hours, she was dancing and I could feel her happiness in her heart. After some time, the music stopped and it was replaced by slow music. Her friend paired up with a guy that had been with them the whole time on the dance floor.

She slowly transitioned herself out of the crowd. I could feel hurt and sadness in her. She walked out of the club using the side door. I found myself following her. She was pacing slowly towards the garden space of the club. No one was around. She sulked on a chair with a row of peonies in front of her.

She laid her head on top of her folded arms on the arms of the chair and closed her eyes.

I was just watching her from afar. I don't know what causes her to be like this. Maybe she was thinking about me.

She stayed in that position for a long time. She smiled while her eyes closed. I found myself smiling at the sight of her.

After a few minutes, I could sense that she was breathing heavily. Tears are gushing out of her eyes uncontrollably. She felt pain in her chest and I felt it too. She's running out of breath. I hurriedly went near her.

I grabbed her hair lightly upward and started stroking her back.

"Breath." I said to her.

"Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale" I added.

.She's still crying and she mumbled some words.

"This is the last time I'll cry for you, Josh." I heard her say.

It hurts me to know someone has wounded her like this.

I don't care anymore. I badly wanted to comfort her. I pulled her in for an embrace and she wrapped her arms around me too.

"This is the last time, so take your time and cry your heart out. It's fine to be weak sometimes, but promise me that this is the end of your agony", I said to her.

I don't know why that slipped out of my mouth. All I want is to ease her pain.

" You're right. Everything should be left behind and I promise this is the end", she replied, and I continued to stroke her back lightly. We stayed in this position for I don't know how long. I'd let her be.

She released herself from my embrace and she looked at me straight into my eyes.

Ohhhh noooooo. It will begin again.

She just stared at my honey-colored eyes and she passed out.