Beautiful things are the most dangerous ones

Chapter 4

Stranger POV

I woke up the next morning and found the bed and my house empty. She left and did not even ask my name or give me her number. I stretched and stood up; I went to the living room window looking at the houses outside with people bustling on the street with coffee that my bodyguard/housekeeper {Xavier} did for me.

"I will find you, little bunny. You can’t seduce me with your body, voice, and face, and then leave me.” I said and smiled to myself darkly.

"Find this girl for me” I said and gave Xavier her picture that I snapped her when she was asleep last night with me.

Last Night

Last night when they came to my house, I did not want to go out that day, I was at home when my friends came and dragged me out of the house with them that night, it was more like they kidnapped me to go out with them that night.

“We are here........ to take you out tonight.” They spoke together. I turned around and saw my childhood friends standing in front of my door, all dressed up for going out tonight.

"I don’t want to go out tonight, am tired” I replied and lay down on my bed well.

"You can’t keep staying at home always, you know it’s not nice, right?” Alicia said and held my left leg. I noticed the other three holding my hands and legs together.

"What are you guys doing with my leg?” I asked and held onto my bed tightly so they would not carry me out from the bed. I sighed and stood up from the bed and walked over to my wardrobe.

"Where do you guys want to go this cold night?” I asked and looked at my friend “Zack.” We got ready and left the house together or more like they kidnapped me. We went to Zack elder sister club called the “Hexagon,” I know the name is strange and weird but somehow nice too. I noticed the club was full that night to the brim; we all went to our seats in the VIP section with some girls and boys drooling over us, but I did not care, though.

My friends called some boys and girls strippers to our private room to entertain us, but I was not interested in them, the girl dancing in front of me wasn’t my type and she smelled bad too, feeling tired I stood up and went outside the room to the balcony, my friends noticed that i was getting tired and bored and they stood up and came to the balcony too.

“Are you tired already? Damain, my third childhood friend, asked me with a boy stripper caressing and grinding him. Damain is my first and the only friend who loves boys, but his parents don’t know about that.

“Am bored already, i just want to go and sleep besides ‘I looked below us and saw some people dancing while some were making out on the first floor below us’, no one here is interesting to me.” I said and sighed deeply. Zack and Alicia were with each of the strippers, either dancing or kissing, and some strippers just wanted to get laid by them. Zack and Aliia don’t like kissing random people. They can have s*x with people, but no kissing is their rules.

We were talking to each other when the noise in the club suddenly stopped, i turned around and saw four friends that were inside the club, two boys, two girls.

"Wow, th.....they are hot and breathtaking.” We said together.

"One is crying though” I pointed towards one of the girls that was crying, and she was the one that I wanted. She and her friends went to the dance floor together to dance and cheer her up. She has a perfect shape and long red hair, which made her even more cute and appealing to my eyes. We looked at each other and went down to the first floor together, Damain went to one of the friends, a fair and small boy with black hair, while Alicia went to the other boy with a nice six packs and stern looking and Zack went to the last girl who looked like a teddy bear but, she wasn’t my type. I walked over to her and held her from behind. Her waist fitted my hand perfectly, and it was small, I wanted more.

So, I pressed myself against her harder, and she smelled nice like honey and milk. My body froze when she suddenly grinded against me. She didn’t even look at the person she was dancing against. It’s not like I wanted it to stop. I turned her around to face me, and she kissed me on my lips. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet.