Chapter 2: Irina

My eyelids shut, and I allowed the burning sensation of the whiskey to drown me.

“I'm so fucking sick of them,” I said, gnashing my teeth. I showed my glass to the bartender to ask for another round, unlike earlier. He was only giving me a reluctant peer.

“Can I get another glass? I want something harder than this whiskey. Do you have a drink that has 55 percent alcohol on it?”

The bartender leaned, “Miss Irina, I received an order from Miss Eve not to serve you any drink after your last one.”

My forehead gnarled.

“Miss Eve is almost done with her meeting with Chairman Nefeli. She told me to ask you to wait for her here.”

“I can do that, but I'll get bored waiting for her without a drink, so go on. Whip out something for me in your little station.” I giggled, “I won't tell her that you served me another glass, and oh.” I got a hundred-dollar bill from my wallet to bribe him.

“A tip for your excellent service.”

“One thing about our workers is that they can't be bribed, Irina.”

“There you are.” I opened my arm, but Eve didn't give me a hug.

“Goodness, Irina. You're a mess. What happened? Was it Uncle Warren?”

I nodded my head and chuckled. “It's all of them.” I reined in her hand, “Damian is cheating on me with Esmeray. I caught them. She was giving him a blow job at our fool and our parents knew about their affair.”

“The hell!”

“Yes, exactly! What in the fucking hell was that?” Eve gave an order to the bartender to mix a drink for us.

“Damian even asked Esmeray's hand in marriage and my father said yes. Not only did I lose my boyfriend to my sister, but he'll be my brother-in-law in a matter of months!”

Eve placed a special cocktail in front of me.

“I always knew that your family is dysfunctional, but not to this extent. What kind of father allows his younger daughter to marry the man who cheated on her firstborn?”

I was holding my glass, and yet, I couldn't bring myself to devour the drink.

“Esmeray is used to getting everything that she wants. It was never a problem with me. I never got jealous of the way they dote her, but this is too much.” Eve wiped my tears.

“The least my parents could do was act, sorry, to scold Esme even when they didn't mean it to make me feel better, but no. They scolded me instead,” I ranted in a sobbing voice.

Eve sighed. She tucked my hair behind my ear and cupped my cheeks.

“I'll get you a room. You can stay here for as long as you want, Irina.” Her well-made eyebrow craned.

“You don't plan to beg on your knees for that jerk to take you back, right?”

“Eve please, the only thing that's left to me is my ego and pride. I'd never beg a cheating douchebag to be with me again.” I snatched the glass from the counter and took it all in one go.

“I'm fucking Irina Hayes. Before I dated Damian, I was the hottest girl in town. Men lined up for me.”

Eve smiled, nodding proudly at me. “Right! So show to that fucker who he lost and teach him a lesson that he'll never forget.”

“If he cheated on me with my sister, I can go lower too. I'll marry the man that he hates the most,” I said, grinding my teeth in anger.

“Are you talking about Alonzo Nevan?” She asked. I got up from the stool and walked to the lobby from the private bar of the Nefali Hotel that Eve's family owns.

“Irina, what are you planning to do?”

“Getting the damn score even. Why? Does Damian expect me to just sulk and be miserable? If he wanted to play this game, then I'll show him how it's properly done.” I smiled at the receptionist.

“Can I please get Alonzo Nevan's room number?”

“Who are you, Miss? Is he expecting you?”

“Not really, but he'd be pleased by my presence so, what is his room number?”

“Irina.” Eve, who had just got a hold of me, clutched my arm.

“Would you rather that I become pitiful in Damian and Esme's eyes or are you going to help me take my revenge?” I asked her. Eve gave a look at the woman at the front desk.

“It's PS01, Miss.”

I strode to the elevator and went up to the said floor.

Standing at his doorstep, I lifted and adjusted my boob for my cleavage to appear more delectable before I knocked.

“Alonzo, am I right?”

“Uh, yeah. Who are you?” I offered him my hand but he only glanced at me.

“Oh, you're the one,” he said to me before he welcomed me inside his suite.

My eyes wandered around for a brief moment before my attention completely drifted back to him.

“Heck, I'm not truly sure how do I start this.”

“A virgin, I see.”

“Ha?”

“Don't worry about a thing. I'll do all the work. You just have to be a good girl.”

“A w-what?” Hearing it flushed out the alcohol in my system.

Damian's uncle started coming right at me while I tried to take a step back until my back hit the wall, finally cornered by him.

“I'll be sure to make Kaius' money worth it.”

"Wait, who was that? And what do you mean by." Alonzo's lips then muffled my remaining words and so did my confusion.

His lips gobbled mine and his vehement way of kissing made my legs wobble, but he knew that my knees were getting weaker. Alonzo encircled his arm around my waist.

My inhibition left my body after he pounded his crotch against my lower body, making me feel a hard thing on his!

"You felt that? I've never been this hard for a woman. Kaius do have an eye for a good whore," he whispered in a raspy voice while his noise sniffed around my neck.

This wasn't my plan, but this might help me with my ulterior motive.