Chapter 100 Dance Away Her Sorrow
Jessica sat on her bed, her eyes stared at the wall, barely blinking. The house had been practically empty over the past few days, Chris had gone on a business trip, Michael had been going out nonstop to meet with other investors just in case Jessica failed to bring the Armani back, Sarah was more or less a ghost in the house.
Jessica did not know what to do, how was she supposed to get back in power after a fall so hard and high?
How was she supposed to rule again when her crown had been melted and thrown away? She could just have to buy another one. But it was too costly apparently. How? What? When? She kept asking herself.
She thought in no less than a few minutes more, she was going to run crazy for sure. Was that how quickly people fell? Just one mistake from her own plan had destroyed everything beyond repair.
Chris had been wrapped around her finger, Sarah had become her puppet, Michael had become her soul supporter, but in just one night, everything had destroyed.
She heaved a sigh, not even being mentally able to make it a heavy one. At least her son was okay now. He should be her main focus for now since everything had slipped from her hands. But she couldn't do that either because she needed to make the Armani partner with them again or else she would be kicked out of the family.
Why did life choose to be so cruel to her like that? What had she ever done to deserve such cruelty?
"Stop this pity party!" She yelled at herself. She threw herself to her feet and stormed towards her wardrobe. Tomorrow, she would think about her problems, tomorrow, she would sort out her problems, tomorrow, she would find a solution. But today, she would drink and party until her sorrows were nothing but a lingering bitter taste at the back of her tongue.
Something small and disturbing but something she could ignore.
So she picked out one of her sexiest outfits and drove herself to a club very far away from their place of residence.
As expected, the place was crowded with beautiful men and women. Young girls and boys, all looking forward to drinking and dancing from that evening till the next morning.
She was pleased with the atmosphere. Leading herself to the bar, she ordered herself a Whiskey neat and downed it at once. It burnt and sizzled as it slid down her throat but it immediately spread its roots inside of her, spreading a feeling of awareness inside of her.
Her body suddenly came alive, responding to the vibes in the room around her. Her body wanted to move with the loud music, it ached to dance along with every single beat.
Her senses left her at the second glass. Then she was in the middle of the dancing crowd by the next thing she knew.
Her body moved so effortlessly, her hips swayed, her entire being came awake.
A hand suddenly slid around her waist and she felt the body of a man press against her from behind. Hot breath breathed down her neck, he smelled like scotch and whiskey.
His body was warm as it pressed against her, his groin moved up and down her backside.
She wanted to pull away from him, after all he had not asked her for her permission before touching her. But the way their bodies pressed against each other, the way his hands rummaged her body for what was not missing, she had missed those little things.
So she pressed harder against him, letting him know she was interested. She felt his large palms scoop up her brests now that she had given him more authority.
She was not putting on a bra so it caught his attention as her npples hardened. He rubbed gently on them with his thumbs, caressing them ever so softly.
Jessica stifled a moan. She felt his whiskey breath against her face as he leaned closer to her face and said loud enough for her to hear over the music. "Would you like us to leave this place?"
She was quiet. When a man asked a lady to leave the club with him, it obviously meant one thing. To have sx with him. At least to her own understanding, it did not mean another thing.
Finally, she knew to respond after falling quiet for so long. All she did was give a nod in response.
His palm grabbed her and pulled her along. She could barely make out his features under the club light of several colors. But his unique blue eyes were impossible to miss.
"I have a room." He said to her,
She gave a smile in response. His voice did things to her, it made her feel so funny in her middle. Maybe it was because it had just the right amount of boldness and thickness if it could be measured.
Finally, the blinding club lights were behind them now and the fluorescent white light of the hallway made it possible for her to make out his features.
He was manly and built but not too much. His hair was a ruffled mix of brown and blondish curls. His face was perfect, with a nose and lips that aligned well.
She had to admit, he was the second most handsome man she had ever seen, Romeo undeniably being the first.
She felt her cheeks burn red at the thought of Romeo, his impossible emerald eyes and perfect smile. 'Focus on the man in front of you!' She told herself.
Her eyes that were fixed on him finally saw the sexy man leading her to his room once more and she asked herself once again if she should be doing something like that.
She was in the mood for it, after all her husband had left her starved. The guy in front of her was very handsome, there was no reason not to.
He stopped in front of a room and turned to her with a sweet smile before looking back at his door that he was about to open.
Jessica thought to herself, 'yep, I am totally doing this.'