Thirsty Soul (English Version/ Completed) 18+

Chapter 1 - One night stand

I paused on the Swizz logo for a quick snapshot. 

“Oh my goodness, Jessica. You looked stunning,” Jyra, one of my best friend model blurted out in awe.

If only Jyra would stand on my feet right now. Surely, she would felt my shaking muscles, even the stinky sweat on my palm. But this won’t stop me to enjoy this bliss reality. I winked at her before I gave my whole attention to the camera and showed off some seduction, followed by sensual slow movements.

I wore the million worth fantasy bra. It was made simple, full of gems and diamonds as the designer said that I am naturally divine with it. Who would have known that I would be chosen for this expensive lingerie? I became an angel last year, and now I will wear the toughest dream of any model. The crown that only a queen deserved to wear.

It all started last night. I didn’t expect the supposed simple cup of tea bonding would be turned into a memorable surprise. I freaked out literally. My heart was beating very fast, still, I cannot believe that it was happening. When I saw it on the table guarded by two gentlemen in a black suit, I got teary.

I worked so hard.

Before I achieved this curvaceous body, being a model, and now this crown. I did go through the smallest hole of a needle. With no one on my back to cheer me up or to cure my wounded body on each war. I did it alone.

I saw Lawrence poked the model right beside her. “Look at that curves, it was like made only for Jessica. She’s a Goddess.”

That was supposed a whisper but I could hear it loud. “Law,” I called out. And then I mimicked her sweet chuckle. She was my bubbly chinky bae.

“Stand by, Jessica,” the Floor Director said.

All of us lined up. I stood behind Lawrence. “I am nervous,” I said, slanting my both arms forward to show with her my trembled arm length.

“You can do better than that.” Lawrence spanked my butt.

I laughed to loosen the adrenaline inside me.

I was lined up on the group of Angels visit in a black party, where all the svelte models wore the different shades of pitch-black lingerie, appearing extravagant on our small or big wings. Looking so devilish and sexy on our own different characteristics. And I am a type of angel that was badass.

“Are you alright?” Majesty, the designer of what I am wearing right now attended my panty that was laced with glistening onyx.

A make-up artist followed. She added my contour blush on while an assistant designer fixed my headdress.

“Thank you so much, Miss Majesty.” I held her hand to suppress my sincerity. We got interrupted and my emotion rumbled on my throat when I saw Lawrence entered the catwalk.

“Jessica, go!” the Floor Director notified me.

I took a long inhale before I pushed through. The frisky background music that was sung by the iconic pop singer was the perfect diversion of my trembling knees. The moment I stepped on the runway, I say hello to everybody. As if I knew them all, blowing the shenanigans that casually came out of me without practicing it. Giving a seductive glare on each camera I spotted, not leaving each important detail to spread my unique charm.

I paused at the end of the stage and strutted my expensive outfit. And before I turned back on the center camera I did my trademark, deadly winked.

It was my blissful moment that I don’t want to end.

“Hey, Jess. You are coming with us, right?” one of my party goer co-model broke my reverie.

I’m done changing my outfit and actually ready to go. I just can't forget what happened a while ago on the stage. 

“Yup. I’ll just talk Jyra, then I’ll follow in the basement,” I beamed.

I took my sling bag inside the safety cabinet and danced through the chaotic make-up room. In the hall, I found the people whom I am looking for— Jyra’s Family, especially that kid who cling around Jyra’s husband.

“Hey, their sleepy head with a cute bunny headband.”

“Auntie Jessica!” The little kid squealed and slid from her father’s arm. She ran pretty quickly with open arms.

I met her halfway and let her kiss me on the cheeks. “Do you like headbands?”

The sweet little girl nodded her head excitedly. Her skin was fair, it made her cheeks rosy. 

“I will bring you more the next time I visit your house, okay?”

“Oh, another gift. What will you say to your Auntie, Aquishia?” Jyra said. She squatted in front of her daughter and carried it on her arms. And then her husband stood right behind her back, giving a light kiss on Aquishia’s head.

What a perfect family! I suddenly recall when the last time my father gave the same appreciation to me?

“Thank you!” The cute angel said. She shyly buried her face at her mother’s neck.

“You’re going with Kelly’s group?” Jyra broke my reverie. Her total expression told me she didn’t approve of me joining them. Then she walked closer to me. “You know you can come with us.”

I heaved a long sigh.

Who wouldn’t like the white sand and cool waves of the Maldives for free? I wanted to go with them but my schedule won’t permit it. I had an important photoshoot the day after tomorrow.

“I can take care of myself. Don’t worry. And you, you should enjoy your family trip.” I tried to be sounded excited for her to stop worrying about me.

Jyra’s family will be having a family reunion at the Maldives. Lawrence will fly tonight going to Australia to attend a wedding tomorrow. All of them are leaving with their family. This was going to be my first time to celebrate alone after the Fashion Show.

Her husband initiated to get Aquishia from her. Then she finally faced me, a sad smile drew on her face before pulling me for a hug. “Call me if something happened,” she whispered.

I nodded but my attention fixed with Aquishia. Honestly, I envy her for having a sweet parent. I wish I had one, though I really have them, yet they weren’t here to do that. And even if they were here, for sure they won’t do the same.

“I’ll be fine, Jyra. Don’t worry. Go! You have a flight that you need to catch on.”

My dear friend became hopeless, I could saw it through her eyes the moment they turned their back at me.

“If I got bored I might follow you guys after the photoshoot!” I yelled, waving up my hands in the air.

Aquishia gave me a final flying kiss before they closed the door.

Loneliness immediately wrapped around me. At times like this, I always had no one at my back. Jyra and Lawrence were my new family now. I treated them better as a family than my real one.

My parents, I mean my mother didn’t approve of my chosen career. For her, showing skin and proudly spread it publicly was a job of uneducated people— unprofessional, trash to the society. I don’t care about their principles or opinion. This was what I want, and no one can stop me from doing this. Ever since they never care about me. They never support me. All my life I’ve been alone and didn’t receive a single concern from them. They never ask about me. How was my life? How was everything!

I brushed my hair using my hands.

They never love me. That was the facts and that truth always hurt me. I gambled to make my dreams come true. I survive the pits of challenges without them. I’m here now at the top. I deserve to be happy!

I put my hands near to my heart and clutched it. “Heart, I don’t want you to get hurt and expect from nothing. I want you to move forward. Just this once, go out of your comfort zone. Do something fun!” 

I packed those words and stored them at my head after texting Kelly. She replied where the meeting place. I headed in the basement even if it was dark. I was rummaging my keys inside my bag while walking in the center. Before I could get it I got startled when lights from five different cars immediately beamed on me.

“Did you see her reaction? It was priceless!” Kelly rose up from one of the convertible cars and laughed at loud. She was with her poker-faced boyfriend, Ken.

I grinned when I saw my other new friends. “You are going to kill me!”

“You can leave your car here, Jessica,” one of my co-model called out from a yellow sports car. She jumped out of it and joyously pulled me. “You should see the new interior of my car.”

“Sure. Let’s go guys?”

I wanted to go with Kelly, but I don’t want to spoil her energy. We sat at the back seat of her sports car. I noticed the driver was a woman and the pitch-black matt design of the dashboard.

“I love your sleek idea,” I muttered as I thought was this the sign? I should enjoy my night without hesitation.  

As we reached the exclusive pub. We didn’t waste our time outside, we immediately pushed inside and searched for a place. From the entrance, some of the known actors and male models acknowledged me despite my disguise. They were all hunky, handsome on their own, and famous too, but I chose to paste my fingers at Kelly’s arm and ignored them.

I came here for fun. But they are not the person who can provide that.

We sat on the VIP round sofa. I agreed since there were few people on this site. Boozes filled our table. Ken’s entourage chose that, and we ladies can consider that or took another variety of alcohol.

“You know the first guy who approached you, Jessica? He is damn hot and single,” the redhead girl muttered.

Another grin drew on my lips as I picked the colored pink cocktail on the table. I wouldn’t mind drinking heavy tonight. My body was soaked at the gym last two months, twice a day. Imagine I was on diet, sweating mess, and craving for burgers yet I am not allowed to even look at it.  

“Do you know that Audrey had a mysterious crush? That person rarely visits here and hard to track down,” Kelly whispered.

My attention pinned on the butterfly that swings on Audrey’s ears.

Audrey on the other hand caught me and the gossiper beside me. Instinct told her to whip Kelly’s leg before she said, “Why don’t you share that juicy story, predators!”

Her tantrum and Kelly’s legend expression made us laughed.

“Is it true about the search for the mysterious guy, Audrey?” I said.

“I saw him twice. The last time, I tried to approach him—” She muttered foul words. Took two shags of rum to give her the strength to continue, “Imagine, he ignored my beauty!”

“He won’t appreciate a green macho man, Audrey, Hulk!” Ken commented.

“f**k you, Ken!”

I looked around to hide the smile on my lips.

There was a solitary man on the bar side. Despite the distance and the alcohol's kick on my senses, I am sure that he was staring at me. On the second thought, he looks familiar!

My attention drifted back at Ken when I heard him share about their new project. A new adaptation of an Asian drama, and due to this upcoming event, most of their club happing surely lonely without them. The topic went through until some of the boys decided to go around.

“I wanted to go to the dance floor.” Audrey stood up. She took Kelly’s arm the same as mine.

I know what she was planning. I’ve already finished three glasses of vodka, I’m truly no fine but the glass I’m holding almost slip on my hands when Audrey pulled me up. “Oops!” I swung as I felt something rose up from my throat.

“Woah! Are you drunk, Jess?” Kelly asked the obvious.

“I’m okay.” I stood up straight and point at the glass I was holding a while ago. “You are so attractive yet difficult to handle, huh!”

They left me on the sofa together with my co-model and her tomboy-ish boyfriend. My eyes blinked several times just to clarify that they were kissing. Instinct told me to look away. I found the mysterious man moved near to our table.

Now that he was a few steps away, I could see him. He was Jyra’s Husband’s friend. I was invited here with Jyra before, together with her husband’s friends. 

He was with the boy's table at that time and kept on glancing at me. Sadly, we don’t have the chance to know each other. I also remembered, his friends have their own girls around them while he doesn’t entertain one.

Did he recognize me too? Should I approach him?

A strong urge made me shove two glass of cocktail, stood up, and approached him. It was not illegal for a woman to approach a friendly guy, wasn’t it? Given that I am single if he wasn’t then he can ignore me. Simple!

“Would you mind if I join you?” I asked.

It was my first time. A record-breaking. I never initiated something like this but I felt prowess tonight. That this man won’t turn me down.

He looked up at me with full of arrogance yet strongly appealing.

It was dark in this spot with some lights from the dance floor and small cove molding on the walls, enough for me to see how striking gorgeous he was. How this man could be looked hotter by just sitting down casually on the sofa while his long legs spread like an arrogant multimillionaire? He was way domineering, I suddenly felt intimidated and small with his full attention. Those deep sets of eyes and chiseled jawline. Did I choose the roughest guy on earth?

He didn’t say anything. He just scooted on his seat before he arrogantly glanced back my way. Don’t forget that left arm that comfortably nestled on the backrest— a king sat on his throne.

Does he mean I sit there?

There were two empty sofas in this lounge. Why would I sit beside him? But what if he found me boring if I don’t do it? Geez! This is harder than I thought. I bravely sat next to him and gave the glass of vodka with shaky hands.

He casually took it, put the liquid in his mouth. “This taste good,” he commented.

“Really? It’s a vodka mixed with… Nah, I am not sure about my friend’s mixture.” I trailed my attention back to our spot. No one was there. “I can’t find them now.” I shrugged.

“They should expect you on the dance floor.”

“Probably. They are drunk so they wouldn’t notice me.” I let out a sweet chuckled, putting a note that this was my chance to push my limit. Try something beyond fun, besides he will not allow me to accompany him if he wasn’t interested.

“Are you… too?”

“Not until you make me so,” I beamed, sweeping away all the reasons to be a shame of him. My hand found its way to his thigh, rubbing it in a circular motion while staring courageously with his amused yet intensified glare.

“Let’s play a game.”

I put away my hand when I felt the sticky sweat on it. “Hmm... okay.”

There was a bottle of a black label on the table. He took it and poured on the two empty glass. He pushed one for me before he drunk his own glass and said, “Truth or dare.”

The smile on my lips stretched into a heartily chuckled. “That’s classic but I’m still on and… curious.” My mood changed into fierce as I let my fingers trailed his belt until I reached the cold metal. I caught him watching it and then he swallowed a lump hard before he glared on me.

“Ladies first. Are you single?”

His lips curved up into a seductive smirk. “Dare,” he casually said, his voice was raspy.

Does that mean he was married or in a relationship? s**t, should I leave him now? But how can I prove that he is not tied up yet?

My attention scanned through his white sleeves. I should see his ring finger, but he immediately hid it from me. In a relationship was escapable, though. But I don’t want to have a problem after this wild adventure. I extended my left arms in front of him and muttered, “Kiss my knuckles, tough guy.”

His green eyes deepen and remain unmoved, looking darker as if he was trying to solve some mystery on my head. But he smoothly reached my hand using his left one and kissed it without further ado.

My brows scrunched up upon the view of his empty finger from any accessories. I breathed a sigh of relief. But I got surprised when he rain kissed on my knuckles up the elbow of my arm. As if there was an electric current that ran through my veins, I pulled away from his hold.

“Not too fast.”

He glared on my arm and then he said, “I assumed you are single. The question is can I court you?”

“Truth. Of course, you can. But how can I assure that no one’s going to kill me?”

He laughed. “Truth. I swear no one.”

I frowned. “Hey, it is not yet my question. You trick me!”

“You ask me, then I obediently fill in… My turn.”

“Fine.” I crossed my arm and looked away.

He sweetly chuckled. “The first time you laid your eyes on me, did you find me sexually attractive?”

“That’s a mean question. Change it.” Now I had my attention back to him.

“Truth or Dare, blue eyes angel.”

The question made me uncomfortable, I can’t look on his eyes. What does this question going on? Can he read what was on my mind?

“Dare,” I almost yelled.

“Kiss me on the lips.”

I froze on my seat.

He raised one of his brows, obviously rubbing the word ‘You can’t?’ on my face. He poured another drink, but before it reached his luscious lips I chased it and dunked on my mouth. I wasn’t contented, I took the bottle and poured more on the glass.

I looked for my friends at the next table. It seemed like they were drunk than I did. I saw Kelly and Audrey having a showdown on the dance floor. They forget about me!

I shook my head in disbelief before I downed the glass. The bitter taste enhanced my bravery and thought about just once, I’ll push my limit. I face the man who was waiting for my rare kiss. I slowly crept close to him, my both hands leaned on his stone-like chest before claiming his lips.

I shut my eyes closed to feel his soft unmoved lips against mine, nibbling the lower lip. I’ve needed to stop but I wasn’t here to pretend demurely. He wouldn’t suggest kissing him if he doesn’t want me, right? That thought made my movements aggressive and kissed his lips like a mad b***h, slowly tangling my both hands around his nape. This was shameful but there was no way for me to turn back now. Whether he didn’t like it or not, it should be promising. I needed to act like a pro. My ego was at stake and he was the lucky guy that I just kiss my whole life.

But damn it, he was just letting me do it alone. It was so embarrassing. Were my kisses felt amateur?

He bit my lower lip and breathe, “I have to remind you that if you continued that you will regret if I kiss back.”

Am I look afraid? Was he blind? I also wanted this, I might be a virgin but I am not naïve to anything. “Why not kiss me back, tough guy?”

He scooped me with his strong arms and carried on his car. From the back seat, he immediately attacked my lips savagely, while his hand traced the curve of my hips down to my butt.

I gasped from the electrifying foreign sensation flowed all over my heated body. He invaded his tongue inside my mouth with the same impression I saw in him— arrogant, massive, and manly as he ground on top of me. In one swift moved, he already pulled down my off-shoulder revealing my boobs that were only covered with silicon. He removed it using his teeth. The cold moist of his breath made me moaned from the desire I wanted to happen.

I took a peeped on our position. He was in the middle of my spread legs still on his clothes. While I was here lost on his gripped, almost naked, and lust was drawn all over my face.

“Oh!” I threw my head backward when his mouth found its way to my left mound. The other one rubbing my thighs up to my lower abdomen, drawing a circle to it. My closed eyes peered open when his rough palm pressed my other boobs, kneading and rubbing simultaneously. 

An arousing moan suppressed on my lips when he replaced his hand with his tongue. I felt that he was smiling while licking my tip while the other one was tugged by his expert hand. I arched my back when he simultaneously sucked my boobs while his hand caressed the cover of my private gem. Oh my goodness, I like everything he was doing. 

I couldn’t help but squirmed when he inserted his hands inside my lingerie, and do something unfamiliar yet very arousing and tingling. Unintentionally my nails dug on his firm back shoulder.

“Do you like that?” He asked, very impatient with my answer. He stroked my soaking fold to emphasize his question.

I bit my lower lip, too shy to tell the honest answer. But the truth was I essentially want it right now and when he did it again I ended up nodded my head like an unsatisfied b***h.

He slowly slid his fingers on my fold, back and forth concomitantly as his lips sucked my n****e. The sensation was overwhelming, it made me wanting for more. My legs curled around his waist, the reason why I felt his down there. 

I moved to feel it again.

He growled at that and looked at me with tight control. “It seems like you wanted me now.”

“Take me all you wanted, tough guy.”