Chapter 75 : It Smells Funny
Chapter 75: It Smells Funny
Callan
I missed going to the club. Since it is closed on Monday and Tuesdays, tonight is the first time I can go back since last weekend. It feels so nice to be on the dancefloor again especially with the new clothes I brought two days ago. Gideon took me shopping on his day off but this time I promised to pay him back with the money I am going to make with the drawing Jacob ordered. Technically, I paid with my own debt card since he took me earlier to the bank to open my own account. Yes, I know I am an adult without a bank account but the thousands he put in it are an advance on what his friend will owe me.
He already bought me a bunch of clothes last week, but it was still under the reign of the old Callan and I wanted a few things that are a bit more provocative. Like the pair of skinny jeans I am currently wearing with so many holes I have trouble understanding why they were so expensive. Yesterday afternoon, we went to get more art supplies and he signed me up for a painting class that began this afternoon. I had learned the basics in high school but it has been a long time and it was very interesting to seriously get back into it again and refine my technique. Anyway, these are worries for tomorrow morning, I let go of all these thoughts to focus only on the movement of my body and the hot males that are drooling over me. Tonight, I absolutely own the dance floor. This is, of course, what I keep repeating to myself to shut down the parts of me that are insecure or uncomfortable. The loud music blasting through the huge speaker helps too.
I scanned the crowd of men watching me and finally decided on a big brown-haired guy with green eyes that seems to have all the muscles in the right places. He was watching me very hungrily which is exactly what I was looking for tonight. It scares the insecure part of me a little but I want to feel wanted and I wanted and I want something a bit rough that I am sure he will deliver. For now though, I was playing it cool and pretended to be completely uninterested. I still let him dance closer and closer to me but I was focusing more on the guys. I won't make it too easy for him. Chase me, big boy.
“Can I offer you a drink, cutie?” He whispered huskily into my ear.
That is a nice start especially because Daddy granted me free entrance to his club but I have to pay for my booze. Since money is a bit tight at the moment, that means no refreshments.
“You can,” I replied, letting him take my hand. He guided me towards the bar.
“What are you having?” He asked.
“Same as you.”
I am not really sure what I like the most since I have never been much of a drinker and I don't want to ridicule myself by ordering something that doesn't exist here or would appear lame to him.
“Two vodka tonics.” He said to the bartender.
While the barman prepares the order, my sexy stranger keeps staring at me. He is a bit creepy, a voice in my head said and I shut it down since the new Callan is not afraid of strangers. Still, it is a bit weird he doesn't try to talk to me more than this.
“Let's go over there.” He said once we got our drinks, pointing towards an area with tables and chairs.
How boring, I want to dance more. He doesn't really ask for my advice though and directs us towards there with our drinks in his hands. What I don't like very much is that during our walk over there, I lost eye contact with my glass and I didn't need daddy’s reminder to know to be careful with this kind of thing.
“Here,” he said, giving me one glass as we sat down.
I tried to grab the other drink, pretending to be dumb but he firmly held on to his.
“No, this is yours.” He insisted, pointing towards mine.
“I already drank some of this one.”
Yeah, I didn't think so.
“What? Don't you like it?” He asked as I made a small grimace when I brought the glass towards my lips.
“It smells funny.” I replied in an idiotic voice.
“I am sure you will end up liking it.” He simply said with his predatory smile.
That voice came into my head again and I can see it was right. He is a bit creepy and I didn't like the situation at all. When I finally pretend to take a sip actually spitting what I took in my mouth discreetly back into the glass before I faked swallowing. His relieved expression told me all I needed to know. I could run right this instant but he would get away with it and the new Callan doesn't really like that. There are a lot of innocent cuties in here who could get hurt by an asshole like him. Luckily, one of the security guys was looking at me when I took a peek behind and he seemed to react when I put him on, to get Gideon here by nodding to me and saying something in his tiny microphone.
Stalling the creep is pretty easy, I just pretend to take more sips in my glass and he gradually relaxes, watching me with hunger in his eyes. This guy is just so obvious, I am still relieved when I saw Gideon arrive with a small squad of security men. Damnit, he is hot in his leather pants and his fitted black shirt.
“Is there a problem here?” He asked as soon as he stopped at our table.
“He spooned my drink with something.” I replied.
I didn't dare to call him daddy in front of everyone here.
“Wait, what?” The snake said.
“I didn't know what this twink smoked but I did no such thing.”
He is a good actor, I will give that. Shit, I hope Gideon doesn't fall for his lies.
“I will test the glass.” Daddy said in his commanding voice.
“These gentlemen will stay here to make sure you are not going anywhere.” He said, pointing at his men.
“You are coming with me.” He added, pointing at me.
Gideon is very good at taking care of things. I stood up and followed him to the other side of the club, beneath the VIP balcony where he took a small door, leading us in a small corridor.
“I hope you are sure of what you accused him of?” He asked in a pounding tone.
“I was in the middle of something.” He added.
“I am sure, Daddy.” I replied.
Wait, did he mean sex? I hate being a cock block but I really needed his help.
“We can take the long way or the short way.” He said.
“But the short way will make us go across the main room of the bdsm club. So you tell me which one you prefer.”
“Will I see people getting whipped?” I asked jokingly.