She felt so nervous yet excited. He was in front of her in no time and smirked as if he knew the effect he had on her across the room.
“Hi, can I buy you a drink?” His rich, deep voice laden with an Italian accent rolled out.
Seeing him in a closer view, he was captivating. His aura commanded automatic submission. Mesmerizing ocean-blue eyes, chiseled chin, broad shoulders, and pink lips that looked so goddamn kissable. He looked like a Greek god. One she’d volunteer to worship without questions. His smell was intoxicating. A mix of sandalwood, leather, and manly scent. He looked-
Her thoughts were interrupted when he snapped his fingers in her face. “Are you gonna study my face all day or accept my request to buy you a drink?” He said, with a knowing smirk on his face.
Amelia cleared her throat. “I-I’m sorry, I got carried away. Yes, you can buy me a drink.”
He ordered a whiskey neat for himself and more shots for her.
“Call me Mr Mysterious. What's your name?” he said with an amusing glint in his eyes.
Amelia turned to him, amused. Two could play the game. “I'm Regina. Care to tell me why you are hiding your identity? Should I be worried?”
“Mm, Regina. A nice name for a stunning lady.” He said and smiled at her, showing off his perfect pearly whites and Amelia could feel liquid pool between her legs. This man was not real. He must be a figment of her imagination, she thought.
She liked the way her name rolled off his tongue. This man was trouble, she could feel it in her soul but she couldn't care less at this point.
“Miss Regina, will you dance with me?”
She remembered tonight was a night she wanted to let loose. Here went nothing.
“Of course, Mr. Mysterious.”
He took her hand and led her into the sea of dancing bodies. Work by Rihanna and Drake came on. They started dancing and in no time, they were grinding. Alessandro didn't know what it was about this lady but he was breaking one of his rules tonight. She felt like a forbidden fruit and all he wanted to do was bite into its juices and get lost in the essence.
Amelia knew she was tipsy but she knew what she felt was beyond the alcohol. The s****l tension was over the roof. Alessandro ground his crotch with hers directly, dry-humping her. They were grinding to the beat of the music and Amelia could swear she felt an orgasm rushing through her body.
Alessandro felt like molten fire was running through his veins. His d**k was straining through the zipper of his pants and he hadn't even kissed her. She was something different and for the first time in a long time, he couldn't figure it out.
His phone vibrated in his pants and that was his jolt back to reality. He backed away from Amelia and told her he had to go and left abruptly. He needed to breathe. He couldn't get a grasp of what just happened in there but he knew he wouldn't be forgetting that encounter in a while.
Amelia, feeling confused, went back to the bar. She didn't know if she had done something wrong but she tried to push it to the back of her mind, ordering more shots. Maya appeared almost immediately and they took shots together, distracting Amelia from the unreal experience she had with Mr Mysterious. Many questions were swimming in her head but she drowned them with alcohol.
Maya, noticing Amelia was drinking too much, ordered an Uber and they went home.
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Alessandro got home and packed his Corvette in his garage. On the drive home, Alessandro couldn't stop thinking about what just happened. He hasn't felt that way about any woman since Blair, his ex-wife. There was just something about Regina, he couldn't grasp it.
When he sighted her in that dress, all his senses went into overdrive. Then, coming face-to-face with her did it for him. She looked like the opposite of the women he got involved with. She looked innocent and the urge to corrupt her was so strong. Her lips were so tempting. He wanted to envelop her lips in a deep kiss but he knew he’d have lost all the control he had left in him, he’d have gone beyond redemption.
He wasn't even the one to want to kiss, that was a rule he never broke for the women he got involved with and he just almost broke that rule for a doe-eyed woman he met for less than ten minutes. It took everything in him to leave that club and not drag her with him.
Getting home, he went straight into the shower to calm his mind. What happened tonight was strange. An image of her grinding against him became vivid in his head again and he found himself stroking his length, imagining it being enveloped in her warmth. All he could remember at that moment was how she felt against him and her scent. He came strongly, groaning and biting his lower lip.
He showered a second time, cleaning the mess he made. He felt different, maybe it was the alcohol but he felt something in him woke up again tonight. He crawled into bed and kept thinking about her till he passed out.
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Amelia was bent over the toilet bowl, retching while Maya was patting her back to relieve her. She had a throbbing headache. She rethought her life choices at that moment. Maybe she shouldn't have drank that much. A part of her didn't regret last night though. That was the wildest encounter she ever had.
“Amelia, are you good? I need to leave soon, gotta submit a report to my boss. He's such a dickhead. Who asks for a report on Saturdays?” Maya said, wrenching Amelia from her thoughts.
Amelia smiled at her weakly. “It’s fine, babes. You can go, I’d just take some aspirin for my headache. You need to rest too, anyway.”
Maya smiled at her gratefully, gave her a forehead kiss, and left. Amelia found some aspirin and downed it in her throat, drinking as much water as she could stomach. The water helped her feel better.
Reflecting on the night, she still found the fact that Mr. Mysterious just slipped into the night bugging. She wondered if she was ever gonna see him again. She highly doubted that because she didn't plan to go to the club anymore. She wondered how people even enjoyed clubbing only to end up being sick the morning after.
Her mind wandered back to Mr. Mysterious. A part of her wanted to see him again. She hadn't been involved with anyone since her high school ex and although she didn't do much with Mr. Mysterious, he made her feel so desired. Thinking about it, she could feel her panties dampen. She needed to get her head straight. He's a closed chapter. An almost one-night stand.
She found her phone and saw she had a notification from LinkedIn. She didn't know what to expect, so, she decided to eat first. She cooked some ramen cup noodles and settled down to watch her favorite show, YOU.
Then, she remembered the notification and audibly sighed. She was so nervous but here went nothing. She grabbed her phone and opened the notification. She passed the first stage and was to go for the interview on Monday. She was so elated. She felt a glimmer of hope rise in her chest.
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On Monday, she was in the lobby of the CEO’s office. The interview was scheduled for 10:00 a.m. She arrived by 9:40 a.m. to avoid messing up on terms of lateness because she had heard about how stern the CEO was. There were five people lined up for the job, they were hand-picked.
The interview started. She saw people go in and come out with a strained face. She bit her lip nervously, hoping for the best. Finally, the intercom called her name. She stood up on shaky legs and tried to comport herself as much as she could and strode towards the door of his office.
She knocked on the door with an unsteady fist. “Come in.” The deep voice sounded so familiar but she thought little of it. She opened the door and went in. When she came face-to-face with the CEO and stared into that endless pool of chilly mesmerizing ocean-blue eyes, she let out an audible gasp.