CHAPTER 1

I’m Cyril Lopez, and I just graduated from college and finished my master’s degree. Six years of college and a master's degree completed just before I turned 23.

My success won't be celebrated by a mere family dinner, mom will only encourage me to join our family business along with my older sisters. Managing restaurants business is really not my thing, so I'll celebrate today’s occasion by going to the club with my best friend, Serene!

Me and Serene looked for a club that’s at least 2 hours away from our condo unit, and we did find one. We were lucky when we discovered that the nearest hotel near that bar is right in front of the place, which will come in handy if we ever become drunk.

I heard a knock on my door. “Cyril, hurry up—it's almost 7 p.m., and we still have two hours of driving ahead of us.” I heard Serene say.

“ Yeah, I’m almost done.” I replied as I finished up the final touches on my makeup and hair.

I went out of my room and saw Serene sitting on the couch, she's dressed in a fashionable and thin straps comfy black dress with a sleeveless design, a V-neck, and a fitting cut that highlights her curves. She's also wearing a four-inch black stiletto and a silver clutch handbag.

“Wow,” I said in awe, “You look like an expensive slut.” I joked and laughed.

“Says the one who wore clothes just to reveal her whole body.” she commented back.

“Liar, I look amazing.” I proudly said.

I'm wearing a dark red silk dress, the top is halter straps with a deep V-neck. It's also backless, exposing a lot of my skin in the back. The deep V-neck adds refinement and appeal to the entire style, making it the perfect choice for me to express my confidence. The rich red hue of the dress is striking and eye-catching, making it stand out in any crowd. I wore it with silver high heels and a silver clutch handbag, Serene and I purchased the same bag to match.

Before we went out of our unit we made sure to bring our flip flops with us in case our feet hurt later. When we arrived at the parking lot we played rock paper and scissors to decide who would drive, and yes, I won.

“Great success.” I teasingly said.

I heard her curse at me before she sat in the driver seat and closed the door. I laughed and made my way to the passenger seat. We did a final checking of our belongings, making sure we had everything, especially keys, power bank, phones and wallets. When we finished checking and making sure we had everything, we drove off.

The two hour long drive wasn’t noticeable because we played music and sang along with it making the ride fun and somewhat felt faster.

When we arrived, the club indeed looked big from the outside, so many people were getting in and out of the club and so many cars were parked outside too. Luckily there’s still an empty spot to park on since the night is still young and I have a feeling as the night goes on many people will start flooding in.

We retouched our makeup and checked the time before we left the car. It’s already 9:30 pm.

When we entered the club, I noticed a full-length mirror and stopped to check myself out, seeing whether my bun was still in place. I turned around to inspect my exposed back and god, I look beautiful.

“Come on you narcissist, i wanna have a drink.” Serene says, and pulls me inside.

We went straight to a table near the bar counter and near the dance floor. I say we had a pretty good spot because I saw the bathroom not too far into our seats. Everything we need is within reach, well except for the exit, it's on the other side of the dance floor but it doesn't matter because Serene and I know we won't be getting out of here anytime soon.

Serene went to the counter to get a bunch of low alcoholic drinks to warm us up. Drinking pretty high alcoholic drinks taught us that not everything needs to be rushed. There was one time, one of our first times being inside a club, we decided to drink high alcoholic drinks and we ended up drunk as hell and throwing up a lot. My sisters gave me a lot of painful lectures the next day.

As Serene was busy herself ordering our drinks, my eyes roamed the whole club looking at the people on the dance floor dancing without a care in the world and just having fun, my gaze landed on the people sitting on their own tables, watching them socialize and drink with their friends. The light play and the incredibly loud music, everything here looks fun and interesting than sitting on a family dinner discussing nothing but business.

In my peripheral vision, I saw a guy, although dressed in black, standing out of the crowd. He made his way on an empty table as stares of people around him followed. The shirt looks fitted because of how buff his body is. He’s not too buff, but buff enough to make his muscles noticeable.

He's dressed in a black buttoned-down shirt with two buttons open, revealing his toned pale collarbone; the shirt's long sleeves are also rolled up perfectly to his elbow, revealing his toned arms. He paired the top with black jeans. Simple, but the way he wore his clothes and how the color contracts with his light complexion gives him a lot of attention to the people around him.

When he sat down, took his phone out and brushed his long wavy hair back. The amount of people staring at him doesn’t bother him. I mouthed ‘wow’ to his confidence.

I snapped back to reality when Serene put a tray full of different kinds of cocktail shots down on our table.

“You look like a lost child staring into a void.” Serene said as she sat next to me. “We didn't even drink alcohol yet but you already look drunk in your thoughts.”

“Nothing,” I said as I took a glass of a cocktail out the tray, “I just saw something that’s really pleasant to look at.” I continued and drank the cocktail I’m holding.

“Chill, it's still early to lock on a target.” she replied and also drank a cocktail.

“You made it sound like I’m just here to mingle with men.” I answered.

She laughed, “Isn’t that the reason we’re here?” Serene responded.

“Well , yeah.” I paused and looked at her, “But it's too early for that, I don't have the confidence yet to mingle with anyone, I need my potion slash alcohol.” I added.

“Potion,” she sarcastically repeated my words, ‘‘More like your poison. Just don't get caught up with bad guys.” She reminded me.

As the night went on, the alcohol in our cocktails got higher and higher and I feel like I’m getting high as well.

We danced on the dance floor, getting ourselves lost in the huge crowd and loud music is all I hear with the joyful screams of people around me.

When I went back to our seats, Serene was still on the dance floor. I took my phone out and checked the time, It’s almost 1am in the morning. “ Damn.” I said to myself. I didn't even notice that we’ve been here for hours. I took my purse with me and went to the backroom to fix my appearance.

I was amazed to see the bathroom, the floor was marbled and the overall design of the bathroom very pleasing, dark walls and floor, and white sinks and cubicles. Surprisingly, the mirror is so clean.

I fixed my makeup and let my hair down when I saw how messy it got. I can't style this now so I'll just let it down, hopefully it won't tangle. My long hair covered my exposed back, but i don't have a choice but to let my hair down. I applied more lipstick but not too much because I don't like how it sticks to the glass whenever I drink.

After making sure that I look decent again, I went out of the bathroom. As I was walking towards our seats, I noticed that the guy earlier was still there, but he’s not holding his phone anymore. But rather looking at the people dancing on the dance floor. I glanced at his table and saw a bottle of alcohol placed on top of it.

‘Looks like he’s taking his time to drink.’ I wondered, I thought earlier that he was waiting for someone, but it seems like he’s alone.

He’s alone.

I'm not sure what came over me, but I found myself heading toward him. I feel tipsy, yet I'm full of confidence.

I’ll say I'm pretty drunk for me to approach a guy I never met, and if Serene saw me she would totally drag my ass back, but since she’s busy dancing I get to sneak.

I stopped in front of his table causing him to glance at me and put his glass down.

His expression does not show any ounce of being drunk despite how much he drank.

I cleared my throat and said, “Can I sit here?” glancing over to his side.

He nodded, I walked to his side and almost stumbled but I regained my balance. I heard him chuckle when I sat down next to him.

“Are you drunk?” he suddenly asked.

My heart skipped a beat when I heard his voice.

“What? Me? Drunk?” I asked back. “No, I’m not.” I lied.

I heard him laugh at my lies. I composed myself and tried to appear cheerful. “By the way, hi.” I said and smiled.

He leaned on my ear and said, “You’re obviously drunk, I can tell.” He leaned back to the sofa and crossed his arms while still looking at me. “Are you alone?” He asked.

I was taken back by his sudden move, but snapped back as if nothing happened. “I’m with my friend,” I said and looked back on the dance floor but because of how many people were dancing there I couldn't find her.

He followed my gaze on the dance floor, and he seemed to understand what I meant. “She ditched you, huh?” he asked.

“It’s fine because if she’s with me I can't sit next to you, she would drag me back by force for sure.” I joked.

“So, you sneak behind her back just to sit next to me?” He looked amused, “Why though?” he said as he raised his brows.

“Hmm.” I acted like I’m thinking before I answered. “I don't know to be honest, I saw you when you arrived and I didn't know you'd stay this late so why not take my chance to approach you.”

He chuckled on my honest response, “Your confidence sure is high, sitting next to someone you don't know alone. Plus you’ve seen me since I entered the club, how suspicious.” He teasingly said.

I feel like his words are like alcohol, the more I listen to him the more I get drunk by his attention.

“I’m not a stalker, if that’s what you’re thinking,” I said to cut his imagination about me stalking him. I looked at him head to toe, “Your looks could kill and you just killed me, now my soul will follow you.” I said flirtatiously.

His eyes widened with amusement and he laughed. “My looks could kill? Does that mean you approached me because you’re attracted to me?” he playfully said. “It’s dangerous to be alone with some guy you met and flirt with them while you’re drunk, you know.”

“Dangerous? In what aspect? Literally? Verbally? Physically? Or….” I paused and gave him a dirty look, to get my revenge for him leaning towards me earlier, I leaned on his ear too and whispered “sexually?”

I leaned back to see his reaction. He looked surprised at what I did and what I said. But he looked at me straight into my eyes and said, “You could say all of the above.”

“My my, what a sadist.” I responded. Him looking this good and being a sadist can run any woman's imagination wild.

“I can see in your eyes how you’re imagining me doing those stuff you said.” he replied when he saw my expression

“Well you did say all of the above so I figured you’re into that, am i wrong?” I asked.

He chuckled and smirked. He leaned forward a bit and spoke, “No, you’re very right.”

I leaned in closer, almost closing the gap between us, “I don't particularly like that kind of play, but if it's you maybe I’ll gladly do so.” I said teasingly. “Just kidding.” I take my words back and distance myself.

He looked directly into my eyes and smiled, “Oh, really? You’d do it for me?” He said in a seductive tone.

His response caught me off guard, but I will not be defeated by his antics, “Sounds like you’re willing to do it. Are you though?” I teased him.

He came closer, making me lean back on the sofa’s armrest. “Why don't you find out?”

I looked away, I know I drank too much but I feel like all of the alcohol I drank disappeared and I’m sobering up so I panicked. I can't really keep up flirting with him if I can't feel any alcohol in my body.

He noticed the change in my facial expression and moved back to sit properly again, he crossed his legs and spoke in a seductive voice. “Cat got your tongue? You were so bold earlier.”

It made me frustrated with the way he teased me. I grabbed the glass he was drinking earlier before I even sat with him and I drank it straight down, and because of the glass being almost full, the alcohol dripped from my lips down to my chest.

He smirked and looked well entertained by the stunt I pulled. “You’re quite a drinker, huh? Can’t handle me sober, so you resort to drinking even more?”

I winced when I tasted the substance I just drank. I looked at the bottle placed on the table, it was a bottle of liquor, one of the drinks i don't like. It was a brand I'm not familiar with. Dalmore? What the hell is Dalmore?

“Stop teasing.” I said and covered my mouth.

I feel like I’m gonna throw up, the liquor has a hint of raisin taste, as well as hazelnuts and dark Choco? For real what’s up with this drink?

“Why? I like seeing you so flustered. It’s entertaining.” every time he speaks his smirk is getting evil and evil.

I feel like my heart is beating too loud, I can hear them along with the loud bass music surrounding the club.

I got spooked when he suddenly leaned in close, he had this playful smile seeing me in a mess because of my own thoughts. He was so close that I think he could hear my heartbeat. When he placed his palm over my heart, I felt chills go through my body. He leaned on my ears and said, “If there’s no music here everyone will know how loud your heart is beating right now. In this distance, I can hear them beat, it’s awfully loud, you know.”

I pushed his face away and fanned myself because I felt hot for some reason, “Wow, the club suddenly became hot, don't you think.” I said changing the topic and fanned my hand in front of my face..

All those cocktails I drank are finally having an effect on me, I feel like I played too much but I don't want to stop.

“Damn.” I whispered to myself as I felt my sanity fading away.

I was brought back to reality when I heard him snap his finger in front of me, “You’re feeling a little disoriented, aren't you?” he said, my eyes landing on his lips, his thin pinkish lips.

“Kinda, but the thought of drinking that liquor straight from your mouth will disorient me more.” when I realized what I said, my eyes widened in disbelief at what my mouth said.

He laughed wholeheartedly to my drunken thoughts. “You’re a wild one.” he said. “You want to taste the liquor straight from my mouth, hmm?” he asked.

I feel like everything is spinning and the only one I see in front of me is him. The amount of alcohol I drank is finally kicking in that I can't even think straight. I don't know what came over me but two words escaped my mouth, “Yes, please.”

He chuckled when he heard my answer. He leaned in closer and spoke in a seductive tone, “Since you asked nicely, how can I refuse?” he leaned in even closer, his mouth was only inches away from mine.

Drunk by his actions and words, I just closed my eyes and waited, waited for something to happen.

I heard him laugh a little before I felt him gently cupping my face and he pulled me closer, closing the gaps of our mouths. I felt his lips touch mine and gently moved it against my lips. I felt his other hand snaked behind the back of my neck to deepen the kiss.

In the middle of our kiss I whispered, “The liquor.” Hoping he would grant my desire.

He chuckled into the kiss and pulled away slightly. He smirked at me and asked, “You want the liquor, huh? You don't like the taste of it though.”

“I bet it’ll taste sweet if it came from your mouth.” I said in a low tone.

He stopped and looked at me in awe, “You really are a wild one.” he seductively said. “Close your eyes,” he commanded.

I closed my eyes and I felt him cupping my face again, brushing his thumb on my lips, “Keep them close and don't open them until I say so.” He whispered, I can feel his breath brushing against my lips.

I nodded and waited for him. He chuckled softly again, clearly enjoying how I'm obeying him, “Stay still,” he said softly, he gripped my chin gently with his fingers, tilting my face slightly upwards. “I’m going to give you the taste of that liquor now. Are you ready?” he whispered.

“Yes.” I drunkenly answered.

Even though the music is so loud, all I can hear right now is the sound of my heartbeat and the sound of a bottle being lifted up from the table.

“Open your mouth.” he ordered. I heard him chug the bottle and seconds later our lips met again.

The Liquor travels from his mouth to mine.

It does taste a little bit sweeter coming from him.

I just can't get enough of it. I can feel my body tingle and I can feel butterflies in my tummy. I know it sounds cliche but that's the only words that can describe what I'm feeling right now.. A small portion of liquor came out of our mouth as we kissed and dripped down my chest.

My hand found its way to the back of his head to deepen the kiss. I felt him smile when he felt me deepen the kiss.

I feel like drinking that liquor directly from him makes me feel even more intoxicated. As the tension between us grew, he became more aroused. His hand slid down to my waist, gently gripping it as he kissed me with growing passion.

I can't believe I’m making out with a guy I’ve just met, in the middle of the club and me being bold enough to kiss him back. If Serene would see me, she would flip out.

He pulled me closer, his hand on my waist tightening slightly, drawing me closer into him as the kiss became more passionate.

I pulled away because I was so out of breath and when I looked around I saw people glancing at us. I looked down and let my hair cover my face.

So embarrassing. 

TO BE CONTINUED.....