Chapter 44: Club night

KRIS:

Working at Ross Inc. wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would be.

Well take out the part of Lucian being the boss.

It’d been a week since I bumped into him and the only way I'd survived that long was by staying clear of his path.

I made sure to arrive early and leave once it was the closing hour. It worked since he only came after all the employees and left when the building was empty.

That was not to say I enjoyed working there but he didn't really give me much of a choice. It made me feel like his puppet. But knowing I wouldn't see him again once my program ended was the only way I consoled myself.

Glancing at the time on my phone, I saw it was lunch hour already. Without wasting any more time, I stood from my chair, grabbed my purse and strode towards Dean.

We always went out for lunch together.

"Hey, it's lunch hour already.” I reminded him, standing beside his desk.

"Yeah, I just wanted to be done with what I was doing but I'm done now.” He replied, giving me a small smile as he stood up.

"Good. Now let's get food. I'm hungry.” I grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the elevator.

"Chill baby. I know you want me. I'm all yours. Don't be in a hurry.” He smirked.

I gave him my best *what the fuck* look, making him chuckle.

Minutes later, we were sitting at a restaurant across the street from Ross Inc.

A waitress brought our meal, placing it on the table. Immediately, I dug into it, tasting it. I let out a moan, closing my eyes in ecstasy to savour the taste.

Opening my eyes, I saw Dean staring at me, mouth hanging open.

"What?” I raised a brow.

"That should be illegal.”

My brows furrowed in confusion.

"Your moans.” He clarified. "If I wasn't gay, I'd be struggling with a raging hard-on.” His admission made me laugh.

We continued with our meal, conversing lightly as we ate and I moaned more, on purpose but he caught on to it, shaking his head.

The ringing of my phone interrupted us. I picked the call to see it was my boyfriend, Tyler.

"Hi baby.” I answered it.

"How's your day love?" He asked.

"Not bad.”

"Was wondering if you'll wanna come over to my place this weekend.”

"Of course but that'll be later tonight. It's Friday and you know what that means. Clubbing with Vee.” I smiled though he couldn't see me. All the while, Dean had his eyes on me like he was studying my appearance.

"Fine. I'm beginning to think you love her better than me.” His tone was playful.

"Just maybe.” I chuckled. "But I can reconsider if you treat me well this weekend.”

"Be ready for what you're asking for.” He growled.

"I'll text you the address of the club later. See you soon.” With that the line went dead.

"Why are you staring at me like I'm your latest discovery?" I directed my question at Dean.

"You're cheating on me.” He feigned shock.

I stared at him blankly, and he chuckled.

"You destroyed my act.” He said.

"That's because you weren't good at it.” I shrugged, finishing my food.

"Joy killer.” He mumbled as he resumed eating.

"Wanna go clubbing?" I asked.

"If it's a nice club then yes. Hopefully, I can find someone to make my weekend fun and dump your cheating ass.” He smirked.

"Great! I'll text you the address and just so you'd know, you're stuck with me for life baby.” I got up from my side of the booth and smacked my lips to his cheek.

Throwing some dollar bills on the table, I walked towards the exit. He was right behind me.

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"On the count of three, we'll drink the shots. No backing out or you'll get extra five.” Violet instructed.

We had five shots each. Dean was present too but Tyler hadn't arrived.

The only reason I agreed to Violet's plan of getting me drunk was because I was depending on Tyler to take my drunk ass home.

"Now, 1, 2, 3!!" She screamed over the loud music and we immediately started downing our shots.

I swallowed the last one, feeling the intensified burning sensation down my throat to my stomach. I felt a little dizzy but I was sitting so I was still in control of myself.

"Wanna go somewhere quiet?" I heard from my left.

Turning towards the direction of the voice, I saw a blonde beside Dean. Her body was glued to his side with her boobs almost spilling out from the v-neck crop top she had on.

"Nah... I'll pass.” Dean responded with a voice laced with lack of interest.

Shifting away from him, she rolled her eyes as if to say *your loss then* before walking away to her next prey I guess.

"That was mean.” I snickered.

"Even if I was straight, she wouldn't be my type. She looks like a Barbie live doll.” He made a gagging face, making me laugh hard while clutching my stomach.

"Let's go dance.” Violet grabbed my arm pulling me to the dance floor just as I'd recovered from my laughing fit.

I swayed a little, unstable. The effects of the shots were now kicking in. Naturally, I wasn't a drinker but it was a club so I had to let loose.

We made our way through the sea of bodies and found a sport for ourselves. We danced to the beat of the song that was playing.

Not that I'm a great dancer anyway.

After a while, I couldn't find Violet but I wasn't concerned. I continued dancing, now completely blitzed by the alcohol. I didn't care what I was doing anymore. I just shook my body to the tune of whatever music was playing till I felt strong arms wrapped around my waist, my back making contact with a hard body.

"Dance with me!" I screamed at the top of my voice, grinding my ass against him.

I threw my hands in the air, swaying my hips with reckless abandon.

"Let me take you home. You're drunk.” His deep husky voice whispered in my ear, breath fanning my neck. Little waves of electricity ran through my spine, making me shiver.

"No. Let me be.” I wiggled against his hold. Even in my drunk state I knew it was him. "Are you stalking me?" I questioned.

"It's my club baby.”

"Don't call me that. I despise you.” I tried wiggling once more but his hold was tight.

"I'm taking you home.”

"You're not.” It was Tyler. He finally came. I couldn't be happier.

I made grabby hands at him and he pulled me forcefully, making me crash on his chest. He placed a kiss on my head.

"It's okay baby, let's go home.”

I nodded at him.

Sparing Lucian one last look, he led me outside with my head resting on his shoulder to his car.

He helped me into the passenger seat and strapped my seatbelt.

The last thing I remembered was my eyes getting heavy before falling into a deep sleep.