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Chapter 2

Phoebe's pov

"Boss is everything alright?" they ask, clearly his bodyguards or something.

"Yeah," he breathes out, "I was about to come inside already." He turns and steps into the club, I follow suit but the bodyguards stop me, "I'm his girlfriend" I say to the bodyguards.

What did I just say? What has this guy done to me? I don't even know his name. This guy is messing with my sense of humor.

"I'm sorry ma'am I can't let you in," the last bodyguard says as he shuts the back door in my face.

Exactly what I deserved anyway, after all, I hated him, I turned my back about to leave the place but the door suddenly swiveled open.

I turned around to see who it was. It was him again, I think I'd had enough embarrassment, what does he want now?

"Hey beauty, come on in," he said, holding out his hand for me.

Before now, I've made up my mind to go home, but when a prince charming like this holds out his hand for me to hold, who the fuck is Phoebe to say no.

I chuckled nervously and took steps forward to hold his hands as he took me inside the club.

Immediately we stepped in, it looked as if I just stepped into another universe, everyone was happy dancing, some were smoking the others were drinking.

The colored light reflected on the ladies who were dancing while the men were seated, the ladies were fully naked, I didn't miss the part where one of them made the girl twerking on him to squirt.

I quickly turned my eyes. What was I expecting to see when I decided to follow a charming prince into a club? This isn't a prayer house after all.

Something caught my eye as Mr stranger was taking me to his seat, it looked like this party was a party for aesthetic fellas.

Because every guy I looked at had a unique look that caught my eye, and by the way, I already bagged one even if I'm not sure what to do with him yet.

"Seat here beauty," Mr. Stranger said, and then I realized we had reached our destination.

I gently sat down and Mr stranger sat, the place looked a little private, away from where others were.

All the men around us looked professional, more like businessmen and CEOs, who cornered here from work and decided to have a drink or two.

It wasn't long as we sat but a butler approached us with a drink and served it. Mr. Strange poured a little portion into a cup and handed it to me. Normally I wouldn't take it but today was longer than it should have been. I need to drift from this world.

I took the drink from him and gulped the drink in one go and I didn't miss the surprised look on Mr stranger's face as he stole a glance at me. The sour taste of the alcohol burning my throat is the repercussion of my unprompted attitude. Not long after drinking the alcohol, My world truly starts drifting.

And now Mr. Stranger looks double, also everyone in this place except me.

I try to compose myself and not give Mr stranger an impression not to call me his girlfriend, but with each passing second it feels like my head is down and my legs are up, "I just hope I don't fuck things up for myself" I mumble trying to fight back the effect of the alcohol.

"Are you okay?" Mr stranger asks as he notices I'm struggling.

"Yeah ….I'm good" I lied.

The look on his face shows he's not convinced by my answer, "if you don't feel good I could take you to my room, so you can rest" he offered.

On another occasion, I would say he's trying to get into my pants but with this condition I'm currently in, I need that bed more than anything.

"Take me," I say, not being able to handle how I feel.

He helps me up, placing my hands on his shoulders as he places his on my waist, there is a quick exit door and he uses it to get out of the place

We walk through a shining hallway and he stops in front of a door that indicates "VIP". He pulls out his card and places it on the sensor and the room opens.

He took me straight to the bathroom, I fell on the floor, and immediately I threw up and could see he was so irritated, but I was so drunk I couldn't control myself.

He took off my clothes, I was vulnerable, and I couldn't stop him, he took his time to clean me up and I was wondering if he would do this to any other girl or if he was doing it for me.

After cleaning me up he wore me his shirt, laid me on the bed, and covered me with the duvet.

He cleaned up himself as well and was leaving the room, "Where are you going?" I muttered in a low tone but he heard me, I didn't want him to leave my sight.

" I guessed you might need solitude, I'm going to stay with my pals back at the club"

"Don't go, please stay with me " I pleaded, with a husky voice that sounded sexy to the ears as my eyes were closely fading, I don't know what exactly but something was certainly happening to me because I knew that I hated this guy, I just hope I'm not getting obsessed already.

"Anything for you beauty," he said as he

moved towards the bed, with each step he took the room became smaller resonating with his footsteps.

He picked up his phone making a few calls he was certainly informing his friends that he wouldn't be coming back to the club.

I closely looked at him, the movement of his mouth, the way he was fond of rubbing his nose when talking, and the way his body was built enclosed with big arms that could wrap me up in one hold.

"Alright," he said, taking off his shirt revealing his sexy body, as he slid into the duvet adjusting in my position, "Can I cuddle you?" he said, stretching his arms towards me.

Must he ask? Do it already, never knew he was such a gentleman.

"Yeah," I said playfully, adjusting to his big arms as he wrapped me up like a child. I liked tonight more than the first day we met.

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