Kiss
Anchor Mansion Draco's room Evening 5:44 pm
Draco's point of view
"Ugh, yes, please don't stop." The woman moaned loudly as I made love to her roughly.
"Oh yeah, just like that."
"F***kkkkkkkk," she yelled as I pulled out of her with a grunt, and she immediately knelt down in front of me, taking my ck into her mouth as I cmmed with a groan.
"That was wonderful," she said and licked her lips as I pulled out of her mouth, breathing heavily.
"Yeah, now get dressed and get out," I said harshly, and she immediately packed her clothes and rushed out of the room. I hate repeating myself, and they know it, I thought with a smirk. I walked to the table, took my weed, still naked, and walked to the window, staring outside as I smoked wildly. Gosh, that was intense, I thought with a smirk, and just then my door opened. No one had to tell me that it was Axe because he's the only one who doesn't knock before entering my room. "Woah, man, put on some clothes, would you?" he said with a scrunched face, walking deeper into the room, making me roll my eyes. He should have gotten used to seeing me naked by now. "Ewww, this place reeks of sex," he said with a huff as he stopped in front of me. "What are you doing here?" I asked with a scoff, staring at him coldly. "Chill, boss, I just came to tell you that I got a hint from someone that the Grim Reaper will be at the Splitz Club tonight, and I think he's after Antonio." He said, and I felt a bang in my head immediately. "Antonio, the Italian man?" I asked with a scoff. "Yes, boss... I heard he got the stones and he'll be returning them to Italy tomorrow. It's going to be a bit bloody tonight," he said. "It sure will be a bloody night. Get ready; we're paying an old friend a visit," I said with a smirk. "You're not planning to go there, right?" he asked, making me frown. "Why?" I asked, glaring hard at him. "I'm sorry, boss, but... you know your last encounter with him the last time you guys met wasn't that good. Besides, you still haven't fully healed yet from that," he said, and I felt like smacking his face at that moment. If he wasn't my friend and second in command, I'd have put a bullet in his f**king heart. I hate it when I'm reminded of what that b*stard did to me last time. "How dare you say that to my face? Are you by any means trying to say that he's stronger than me? It's not like I was the only one hurt;"'I also hurt him too!' I yelled and threw the weed across the room.
'I’m not saying that, Draco… I’m just trying to say that we should wait until we’re more prepared to take him down,' he said.
'Okay, fine. But I want to go to that club tonight, so… get the car ready; we’re going,' I said and walked into the bathroom.
There’s no way he’s going to succeed tonight with his plans. I’m going to make sure he doesn’t escape from my grasp this time. When he’s gone, no one will compare him to me again. I will be the most feared and dangerous killer alive, I thought with a grin as the cold water hit my skin.
Bluey’s point of view
'This dress is sucking the life out of me,' I said with a groan as Sasha helped me zip up my dress.
'Can you just stay still for a while? You’re making it hard for me,' I heard her say before she finally zipped up my dress.
'And that's it, honey. You look so damn hot, Bluey... I swear you look just like Nicki Minaj,' she said with a shriek and began applying makeup to my face.
'I'm so uncomfortable in this dress, Sasha. The dress is a bit short, and my boobs are almost popping out of it,' I said, using my hand to pull the dress up.
'Seriously, Bluey, there's nothing wrong with the dress. As a matter of fact, it fits you perfectly. You're just uncomfortable because you've never worn a dress this short before,' she said, and I rolled my eyes immediately.
'You're saying that because you don't know how constricting this dress is,' I said with a huff. 'I'm sorry about that, and thanks for agreeing to follow me to the party, Bluey,' she said, making me scoff.
'I only agreed to follow you to the party because you promised me that you would help me pay my tuition fee for this session if I went with you to the club,' I said.
'You're going to have so much fun, baby girl. I'll make sure of that,' she said, picking up a hairbrush and brushing my long hair.
"You're perfect, Bluey. So... perfect. You have the perfect shape, the perfect eyes, the perfect height, and so on. I just wonder why you're hiding all of this," she said, dropping the hairbrush.
"Wow, you look so pretty, Bluey. Come on, stand up; let's get going... I wouldn't want to miss the fun," she said, handing me black heels to match my black tight dress.
"Wait, you're not expecting me to wear these, right?" I asked immediately, staring at the heels before taking my gaze back to her face.
"Of course, Bluey, you have to wear those. You're not expecting to wear sneakers with that dress, are you?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No... but they're a bit too high, and besides, I'm not that good in heels," I said with a stutter.
"You're going to do just fine with them. Now come on, wear them; I don't want to miss the fun... The girls must have started waiting for us," she said and stretched the heels to me. I had no choice, so I collected them with a sigh and put them on ,trying my best not to fall.
'You see, you’re doing just fine,' she said, picking up my handbag and hers. She held my hand and began to support me as we walked out of the house.
We went outside and, luckily, met an empty taxi, which we got into immediately.
‘The Splitz Club downtown,’ she said, and the driver started driving right away.
‘Gosh, I can’t breathe,’ I muttered loud enough for Sasha to hear me.
‘Sorry, Bluey, we’ll be there soon,’ she said, rubbing my hand.
‘Now I know why Mom was against me staying with you in college. Look, now I’m about to go to a nightclub,’ I said, and she burst into laughter immediately.
‘You’re so funny, Bluey... I promise I’ll never let anything happen to you at this party, love. You’re no longer a kid, and I just want you to have fun tonight,’ she said, and I sighed, relaxing back in the seat. Sasha always had something to say, I thought, and looked out of the window.'
#25 minutes later#
"Finally," Sandra said, getting out of the car after paying the taxi driver his fare.
"Come on, let's go in," she said, rushing to the door of the club, where we met two huge, scary bouncers standing guard. I could even hear 'Earned It' by The Weeknd booming inside the club.
"Hi, good evening... We're here for the party," Sasha said, showing him a card. He collected the card and stared at it for a few seconds before giving it back to her.
"Have fun, ma'am," he said, opening the door wider and letting us in.
"Oh my God, we're so going to have so much fun!" Sasha yelled, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the club.
"Ladiessssssssss!" she yelled immediately when she saw them and rushed to them while I followed timidly.
"Hi guys, so meet my best friend Bluey. I'm sure you know her," she said, and I just waved shyly.
"Who doesn't know the school's hottie Sasha? Of course, we know Bluey. I'm surprised she came with you," the dark-skinned girl said with a smile.
"You're right, Morgan. I had to force her to this party," Sasha said, and they all glanced at me.
"Welcome to the party, Bluey," the dark-skinned lady now known as Morgan said.
"Meet my friends Poppy and Liv," she said, pointing at the other two girls.
"Hi, Bluey," they chorused, and I noticed the tall lady wink at me seductively.
"Hi," I replied back.
"Come on, ladies; I prepared some games, but I want us to start with Truth or Dare," she said and walked away while the others followed behind.
Truth and Dare? I hate that game, I thought, still standing in my spot.
"Come on, Bluey, let's go... And oh, the tall lady Liv is a lesbian," she said and walked away, while I scrunched my face in disgust.
I sat down close to Sasha, and unfortunately, Liv was sitting on my left-hand side, making me extremely uncomfortable.
"You are all familiar with the rules of the game. You cannot choose 'truth' more than twice. I will go first," she stated as she spun the bottle, quickening my heartbeat. Thankfully, it came to a stop in front of the girl sitting next to me who identifies as lesbian.
"Wow, Liv... truth or dare?" Morgan inquired.
"Truth," she answered, smiling.
"Very well... Which girl do you intend to ask out?" Morgan pursued.
"I was considering asking Cynthia out, but I believe my interest has shifted to someone else," she responded, casting a smile in my direction.
"Alright, spin the bottle," Morgan encouraged.
She spun it again, and this time it landed on me.
"Bluey, it is your turn. Truth or dare?" Liv asked.
"Truth," I replied, my voice trembling.
"When was the last time your lovely pink lips were kissed?" she questioned, licking her lips.
"Um... I have never been kissed," I admitted, eliciting gasps from the group while Liv smiled in a rather unsettling manner.
"You mean to say that with your attractiveness, you have never kissed anyone?" Poppy remarked with disbelief.
“That's enough, everyone. She has already responded to the inquiry, so let us proceed with spinning the bottle, Bluey,” Sasha interjected, providing me with relief from the barrage of questions.
I spun the bottle, and the game progressed until I selected 'truth' twice; however, on my third turn, the bottle pointed directly at me.
“You know that you cannot choose 'truth' again, so... I dare you, Bluey,” Morgan stated with a mischievous smile.
“You mentioned that you have not kissed anyone before, so... I dare you to kiss a stranger in this club,” she continued, eliciting an immediate sense of distress within me.
“I dare you to kiss any boy in this club, Bluey,” Sasha's friend added with a teasing smirk, causing my heart to race.
This predicament is precisely why I refrain from participating in truth or dare, I pondered as I rose from my chair and stepped away from the table where Sasha and her friends were gathered.
I had expressed my reluctance to visit this club, yet she had assured me it would be an enjoyable experience. Now, I find myself on the verge of bestowing my first kiss upon a stranger, I thought as I turned back to face her.
"Please, Bluey, you are no longer a child; you are twenty-one years old. You are capable of this. Simply choose someone in the club, kiss him, and then walk away." She reassured me, and I shot her a glare before turning away again.
As I took a slow stroll around the room, I noticed that most of the men were either engaged in passionate embraces with women or were excessively intoxicated. After a brief search, my gaze landed on a particular man.
He sat quietly in a dimly lit corner of the club, sipping from a glass of beer. I approached him without even realizing it.
When he sensed my presence, he looked up at me with a cold expression, and I must say he was strikingly handsome. He had tattoos on his arm and captivating green eyes, yet there was a chilling, aloofness in his gaze.
I glanced back at the girls, who winked at me, encouraging me to kiss him.
I then looked down at the enigmatic man, who continued to regard me with his cold stare. After a brief moment of hesitation, I bit my lip, sighed, and leaned in to kiss the stranger and to my astonishment, he returned the kiss, which took me by surprise. I quickly pulled away and murmured an apology, "I am truly sorry, sir," before exiting the club without glancing back.
As I turned, I was fortunate to spot Sasha pursuing me, but then I unexpectedly collided with a solid figure. Looking up, I encountered a man who was glaring intensely at me, causing a chill to run down my spine.