Contract with the devil

CHAPTER 4

Mia's POV

The fury in his eyes was very obvious. “I'm so sorry”, I start to tell him as I try to use my hands to clean his shirt. As I try to clean his shirt, I feel his very built body, damn I say in my mind before I could even stop myself.

“Stop that!” he shouts.

“ Are you stupid, can't you see?”, he goes on to ask, and I get angry immediately. Who does he think he is?

“Mr man, for your information, I had already told you sorry, there's no need for you to insult me, you really do not have sense. Go to hell,” I tell him and storm off.

All this is Lilian's fault, if she hadn't made us come to this club, I wouldn't have had to see my arrogant boss who I'm strongly attracted to.

I go to find Lilian at the table that we were meant to be. “Where have you been?” Lilian asks me. I just stare at her so if I had actually been missing she'd just sit down there.

“Nothing to worry about”, I tell her. She gives me this look that says we'll talk about this later.

“Let's enjoy ourselves then. Cheers to getting drunk and letting loose”, she says. She makes us drink a lot of shots. “Come let's go dance”, she says as she drags me to the dance floor.

Our jam by Nicki comes up and we look at each other and start dancing our signature dance grinding and twerking on each other.

I feel eyes on me, I look up and see my ex boss, he looks at me with so much intensity. I decide to tease him a little as I begin to aggressively grind on the guy behind me. As I grind on him, I feel the guy behind me get a little excited and he starts to kiss up my neck. I felt him but I had no control of myself as I was very drunk.

He begins to lead me to the back exit of the club. Just as we get outside, he begins to get a little too handsy, I try to get him off me, “Leave me alone, leave me”, I say as I i try to fight him off.

Ace's POV

I ended up at my club INFERNO because Dylan felt it would be nice to let loose and chill a little.

“We're going out tonight”, he tells me, leaving no room for discussion on the matter.

“But why?” I tried to ask.

“ Incase you do not know, I have a lot of work to do”, I go on to tell her dismissively.

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”, he says as he leaves my office. That action alone meant that I was certainly going to the club tonight.

We arrive and immediately, Dylan leaves me to go to the VIP section where we normally stay whenever we are here. I'm sure he has already arranged for a good number of whores I say to myself as I shake my head.

I decide to go round the club a little to check up on it and other stuff, then I feel cold drink on me. Who the f**k had the audacity, I think anger boiling in me.

Just as much luck would have it, it was my annoying ex-personal assistant. She starts touching me in an attempt to clean off the drink and that alone adds to my anger, “stop that”! I yell at her. “Can't you see?” “ Are you stupid”? I go on to ask her.

Her reply leaves me shocked, “Mr man, for your information, I had already told you sorry, there's no need for you to insult me, you really do not have sense. Go to hell,” she tells me.

Wow! She's the first person to ever talk to me in that manner, and actually go away with it, but I must say, she really does look very attractive and fuckable in that tiny black dress of hers. But I'm still pissed off at her.

I go to the VIP section to join Dylan. As I predicted, he already had two whores by his side and two dancing for him.

“What happened to you man?” he asks me.

“Nothing, just one Idiota like that”. I told him.

He signals two whores to come to me, one starts dancing on me, the other was feeling me all over, but all of that didn't matter to me at the moment, all I could think about was her.

I get up and go to the rails at the VIP section that overlooks the whole club. I see her on the dance floor twerking and grinding on a guy and I don't know why it makes me so pissed. I feel like walking there and punching the life out of him.

She looks around and she looks at me, we maintain eye contact then she goes back to dancing with him to the point of letting him grope her.

I got so angry and before I knew it, I was already storming downstairs to the dance floor, ready to drag her and take her with me.

When I get there, I see him leading her to the back door of the club and I quietly follow them, only for me to see him trying to rape her and her trying to fight him off, but it was obvious that she was drunk.

“The lady said to leave her alone”,I told him.

“f**k off, how is it your business?” he asked me.

“Wrong answer,” I tell him and quickly punch him and start beating him.

“Stop, stop , you'll end up killing him”, Mia tells me as she tries to pull me away from him.

“That's the point princessa”, I tell her.

When I look at her and see the fear in her eyes I stop, I call one of the guards and he knows what to do.

“I'm taking you home”, I tell her.

“I can go perfectly on my own”, she tells me stubbornly.

Her movements are obvious that she's drunk

“Let me tell you a secret”, she goes on to say.

“You look so handsome. I had a boss who looked like you, he was so rude, but still very handsome”, she tells me like it was a very big secret.

“Let's go dance, there's no need to end the party so early,” she whines to me.

“Ok just this once”, I tell her, agreeing to her suggestion.

We move to the dance floor and she begins to dance provocatively on me. I could already feel myself getting excited but I couldn't do anything about it.

“How about we get going now?” I ask her.

“Hmmm”, is all she says and she starts to look at me in a way, with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Before I knew it she kissed me and we were kissing for a while, then it turned into a full make out session. I caressed her neck and let my hands lower till it reached her butt, I squeezed hard but not too hard to hurt her, just enough to pleasure her, she lets out a moan and I quickly slip my tongue into her mouth to have a full taste of her and she tasted even more divine than I imagined. She begins to feel me all over as her hands begin to approach my d**k, I realise what we were doing.

“We're going now,” I tell her as I drag her out to my car.

“ Get in”, I tell her.

As I start to drive, she goes to turn on the music and she starts singing out loud and dancing.

When we get to my house, “this is not my house”, she says looking at me confused, “but it's more than hundred times better than my house”, I hear her say with a look of amazement and joy.

She couldn't walk well as she was wobbly from all the drinks that she took so I had to assist her to the room . When we get in, I try to lay her on the bed for her to sleep but she tries to kiss me again.

“Is it because I'm ugly?” “Am I that bad, that you can't even kiss me”? she asks me as she starts to cry.

“No, no, it's not like that at all”, was all I could say as I tried to console her.

“Ok I'll just sleep then, but I can't sleep in this dress”, she says and before I knew it she had already pulled off her dress leaving her clad in only her underwear.

“f**k!” was all I could get myself to say. She sure has a banging body. I feel blood flow to my d**k. “I need to get out of here before I do something I'll regret”, I tell myself.