CHAPTER 7
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" I can't believe you convinced me to come here.” I say as we line up to enter a top"notch nightclub.
" Oh, come on, it'll be fun!” I try to boost your spirit. I looked up this club online before, and I found out that Frank is the owner, so I might meet him here. Which, honestly, isn't a terrible thing, since I'm wearing a short and tight red dress with black shoes. However, if he doesn't show up, I think I could use any handsome guy I find in the club.
When it's our turn to talk to the bouncer, he immediately lifts the red velvet rope and gets out of our way.
" Thanks.” I smile at the man.
" Anytime, doll.” He winks at me and Ada, and we enter the club. The big dancefloor is crowded with young and hot bodies, forming a dry mass of orgy.
We make our way to the bar where I order mimosas. I scan the crowd for the man of my dreams.
" Looking for someone? ” Ada raises an eyebrow at me while taking a sip of her drink.
" No, just looking around.” I sigh when I realize Frank isn't here. Before my attention fully returns to Ada, my eyes fall on something rather strange.
Oh lord.
My mouth drops open when I see Patricia sticking her tongue down a stranger's throat. I tap Ada and direct her attention to the monstrosity in front of us.
" I'm going to puke.” Ada chokes as I quickly grab my phone, snap a few pictures, and send them to Mark with the question "Should I interview him for you?"
It didn't take long for him to respond sternly, or what I describe as stern:
No, got it. Thanks.
A smile twists on my lips as Patricia answers the phone, her shrill voice pleading to Mark as she lies about her location.
" What did you do?” Ada asks, watching Patricia run out of the club, the stranger begging her to stay with him.
" I told Mark.” I state bluntly, taking a sip of my drink. " And is everything okay?”
" I guess so. She's not good enough for him anyway.”
" But you are.”
" What does that mean?”
" Oh, nothing, nothing.” Ada smiles as she drinks. " I just think you two would make a cute couple.”
" No way, he's just a friend. And, it's better if I'm not a rebound.”
" I think you're right about the rebound part. The rest is a lie.”
" Oh!” I roll my eyes as she laughs.
......
" What's your name?” I gasp as a man pulls my hips closer to him as we synchronize our movements with the music.
" Does it matter?” The dark-haired man smiles, showing his pearly teeth.
" I don't think so. After all, you're just my toy for tonight.”
" So, what does that make you? My hottest bed?”
" I prefer the term 'nighttime climber.'” I bite my lip as he draws blood to the surface of my neck.
" Are you ready to go to my place?” He asks, and I nod as I scan the club to find Ada sticking her tongue down a stranger's throat.
I decide to just message her in the car to let her know where I'm going.
He takes my hand, leading me through the crowd of people, finally reaching the outside, breathing in the alcohol-free air.
" I'll get my car. ”The man grimaces and swings the car keys around his index finger as he enters the parking lot to find his vehicle.
" What are you doing?” A familiar voice asks behind me. I spin on my heels to find Frank looking at me.
" I just... uh...” My voice fails, not knowing how to explain to a stranger that I'm leaving to get laid.
" Where is your friend? Get in.”
" Wait, why are you here?”
" I own this club, and we're going home, young lady.”
" Frank, I'm twenty years old. I'm not going home with you.” I roll my eyes and smile as the stranger returns with a red Audi R8.
" Ready, love?” He asks, opening the door for me. I'm about to get in when Frank grabs my arm, pulling me away from the car.
" Hey! What's the problem, buddy?”
" The problem is this girl belongs to me, so get out of here before I give you a beating in front of all these people.” Frank mocks the guy.
The stranger wastes no time getting in his car and speeding off without giving me a second glance.
" What the heell, Frank!?” I squirm out of his grasp.
" Let's find Ada and go home.”
" You're acting like an i***t!”
" I really don't care. I'm not letting strange men touch you.”
" Why not?”
" Just because. Now stop asking questions and go find Ada.”
" I'm right here.”
" What's going on?” Ada walks out of the club with the guy she was dating before.
" Um, I'm going to take you home, let's go.” Frank says.
She mumbles, gives her number to the guy, and apologizes before following Frank and me to his car.
" Why is he here? ” She whispers to me.
" I don't know.” I whisper back. I look at his back and bite my lip. Seeing him get angry and take control excited me. I just couldn't understand why he was here in the first place.
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My limbs stretch as the morning sun enters through the window, peering through the curtains. Swinging my legs, my bare feet find the soft white carpet. I drag myself to the bathroom, cowering with the messy woman looking at me in the mirror.
I untangle the mass of black hair that rolls endlessly down my spine. I brush my teeth with my faithful toothpaste.
I leave the bathroom and go to my closet, where I take out a red silk robe and matching red slippers. I pull and tie the robe over my half-naked body, which only covers my panties, before tying my hair up in an elegant ponytail and going downstairs. I was surprised to see Frank running through the kitchen like a headless chicken.
" Is everything okay down here?” I ask him when he finally notices my presence.
" I can't find my damn keys. ”He mumbles as he continues to search. I look on the chair next to me and find his keys there. I grab them and swing the chain on my index finger.
" Here, Frank.” I say when he turns to me.
" Oh, thank you Lola! You're a lifesaver. ” He shows his appreciation and gratitude as he straightens his black tie.
" Let me do that.” I say as I struggle to recover. I take my time tying his tie in place, standing up straight and pushing my breasts out for him to notice, which he definitely does.
" Thank you.”
" Anytime.” I lean against the counter and watch him pack his briefcase for work.
" Any plans for today?” He asks as he puts on his shoes. " I don't know. Maybe go out with Mark.” I shrug.
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