She’s not answering. This the second time I’ve called in fifteen minutes, and I’ve been texting her non-stop. I swear to God if she doesn’t shows up in the next ten minutes I’m leaving.

Well, I was referring to my deadass friend Rose Drew. When we were at work she bragged about how she knows a ‘guy’ who gives her entry in the most expensive hard-to-get-in the club’s. And, like always I called her out on it and long story short I’m waiting outside of my apartment waiting for her to pick me up.

I shouldn’t have agreed to it. She’s lying most of the time, I thought.

Just when I was about to bail on this night, go to my apartment, change from this really beautiful silver Alexander Wang dress which Samantha gave me when she got tired of the color silver, and sleep in my bed, Rose decided to make an entry.

“Woah, honey, get in quick.” She yelled from the car and opened the passenger side door. I was so annoyed at her, I almost didn’t get in the car, almost.

I pinched her shoulder, she bellowed, “Ow.”

“That’s what you get for being 20 fucking minutes late,” I stated. She cursed me under her breath and I narrowed my eyes on it.

“Who’s car is this?” I asked referring to the porche we were in. It was by far the most comfortable car I have ever ridden. “And it doesn’t have fake leather seat. This is really expensive. Who does it belong to?”

She said nothing for a while. “You remember the old guy who I take care of?” I nodded. “The rich old guy.”

“It’s his.”

“He just gave it to you?” She just smirked and said,”he would if had asked.”

I widened my eyes, and chuckled. “You did not just do it.” She laughed loudly at it.

People nowadays. I sighed.

A few moments later, we arrived at a nightclub that spelled Illuminate Rose handed the keys out to the valet not bothering to look at him.

There was a massive queue to get in and I wondered if we would really get in. Rose walked by the queue like she was a queen and I rolled my eyes at it.

There was dark skinned man who had the body like bear standing next to the red velvet ropes in a dark suit, hands clasped together, looking extremely intimidating and for moment I thought we couldn’t get in until Rose in her chicy manner, stood on her tiptoes to kiss that man on the lips.

Okay, I think we can get in now.

He smiled wolfishly at her and lightly smacked her ass before letting her and me pass in.

Illumination was a  dark nightclub downtown. It was buzzing with loud music, people going crazy on the dance floor, it had a urban feel to it.

I glanced upward, seeing many people hanging out there, I figured out it was the VIP lounge.

“See ya at the end of the night.” Rose swayed away, leaving me alone.

I brushed her behaviour off, my mind focused on one thing, having a few drinks. I towards the bar, I placed my hands on the marble counter.

The bartender had a busy run as I tried to get her attention, a different person who I figured out was another bartender had platinum ash blonde hair which looked divine under illuminating lights, slightly red cheeks, caramel eyes, skin as white as ice jerked his chin towards me. He looked straight out of anime.

“Oh, I,” I was tongue tied by him, and forgot why I was here in the first place. “Oh, you?” he mocked me and I blushed slightly.

“Hmm…,” I gulped in, “I would like vodka on rocks, please.” I saw him smirk at the reluctance on my voice.

I was feeling flushed and I fidgeted with my hair. I wasn’t used to be around angel-faced boys like him, apart from Caleb, of course, but he barely casted a look in my direction.

He placed my drink on the counter, the lights above showcasing his dynamic features. When I touched the glass he grazed his thumb on my knuckles, sending a light shiver.

His gaze now fixated on mine, I quickly looked away and took my drink and abruptly left the bar.

I was not use to men being so advance towards me.

I took a seat on the round high chair, sipping my drink and surveying the crowd. People were swaying in their on the dance without a care in the world and I figured they had no care in the world. Just dancing on their family money.

On the nearby couch, I could see a couple making out and mind immediately drifted off to Caleb Rawls. Him kissing that model, roaming his beautiful hands on her body, his eyes drifting towards me, but not stopping to undress her.

That thought sent a shiver down by spine and I quickly dismissed it. In midst of sipping my drink and roaming my eyes around the club, I saw familiar pair of eyes looking down at me from balcony.

Those sharp eyes piercing on me from above. I stopped sipping my drink, it now dangled from my lips as I realized the figure looking at me was Caleb Rawls.

Good, God! Caleb was here. Why was he here to ruin the my only night-out in months? Wait, did he even know who I was? It’s been months since our last encounter which wasn’t pleasant in any way.

My eyes was fixated on him, I was petrified at the sight of him. It wasn’t even funny. The club light highlighting is chestnut brown hair, slicked back making him look more sharp.

A tall, toned figure appeared from behind, she wrapped her hands around his neck and he pulled her in front of him by her elbow, she was intoxicated, that’s for sure. She took his face in for a sloppy kiss which made me cringe.

I looked away from them, but could feel Caleb’s eyes on me. I felt a little nauseated and choose not to drink anymore until, Rose came into my view.
“Hey,” she singsong the words, we were here for less than five minutes and she was already drunk. I shook my head at her.

She frowned looking at me. “Grandma, loosen yourself a bit. You won’t end pregnant, I promise.”

“Shut up.”

She took my hand in hers and dragged me to the bar. “I know exactly what you need.”

She motioned the bartender to give us tequila shots. “Tequila, really?”

“Yes, really.” I was glad to see a female bartender not the previous one. He was very peculiar.

She prepped our drinks and handed my shot. “You know the drill.” I nodded and quickly drank it, the liquid burning my throat. At the fourth shot, my head spinned, making me a little tipsy.

“Now, you can let loose.” Rose cheered. “On the dance floor.”

My steps were shaky and I tired recalling what led me to do tequila shots.

I danced like no one was watching, it made me feel younger and carefree. I should do this more often, I thought. Until, a pair of hands grabbed my hips, pulled me closer, grinding on them.

“Hey-” I was spun around and pulled in closer to a body. The person had a sneaky grin of his face which made me uncomfortable. I tired getting out of him hold, but my displeasure was of no use. I was to weak to fight him and my hands felt too heavy to lift.

I was about to cry until, I was swept away from that nasty person arms into someone’s else’s arms. I was all set to fuss, and push the person off me when he shielded me behind his muscular back. In that moment, I realized it was Caleb.

The man who was manhandling me began to announce his displeasure. “Man, give her to me you’ll get your turn soon. I was having-” he was cut-off mid-sentence when Caleb’ fist impacted his jaw.

The guy landed on the floor, groaning in pain. “Never touch a woman without her permission.” His voice rougher than usual sent a swirl of desire down my stomach.

How can you be turned on by this? I scolded myself.

Everyone in the club was watching this heated moment. I didn’t liked being on display, I quickly walked away from the scene to restroom.

I shouldn’t have been so absorbed in Caleb, he was making vulnerable and made me look desperate. I can’t be around him anymore, it’s not good for me. He’s turning into my unhealthy obsession.

I ran my fingers through my hair and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked as if I’ve been fucked and it made me smile.

I shook my hair at that thought. Letting out a deep breath, I splashed some water on my face and wiped it with a tissue.

I need to get Rose and get the hell out of here. As I was about to exist the restroom, I startled at sight of a figure standing  beside the door was standing, his hands rested at his side and his lips quirked as he watched me intently.

“You scared me.” I calmed down my beating heart. He said nothing, kept eyeing me with that smoldering gaze and made me rub thighs to control the ache building inside me.

“Is that my sister’s dress?” He asked. I nodded, nervously, gulping the bile that grew in my mouth.

He chuckled. I swooned on that melodic sound.

“You have been waiting waiting for me to fuck you from the moment you saw me.” He began walking towards me. I stood still not knowing what to do.

“You always have that jealous streak when I bring my girlfriends over for dinner.” He stood in front of me, his eyes boring into my mine. He ran his thumb across my jaw, barely touching my lips and he slowly whispered into my ears. “And believe me sweetheart, I would love to fuck you at this moment,” he kissed my ear softly and I left out whimper. “But not while you’re intoxicated. I want you to remember each time I fuck your tight cunt, each time you feel you can’t take anymore and beg for more, every thrust as I take your ass and your mouth, I want you to remember every single moment I’m there inside you.”

My eyes were closed as he whispered all the things in my ears. My panties were soaked, I was wet for him. His lips softly grazed my jaw, trailing my cheek, softly biting my nose and landing on lips.

He didn’t make and movement to kiss me and my slightly puckered lips were begging him to kiss them. He just pecked and pulled away.

I opened my eyes, embarrassed at the way my body reacted to him. “Let’s get you home.”