The Devil's Angel

Chapter 3 - Losing The 'V' Card

Chapter 3 - Losing The 'V' Card

I think now I get why everyone is looking at this guy, he's absolutely the most good-looking man I have seen so far. His jet black hair is the same color as the night sky, and his piercing blue eyes feel like the ocean. I feel like I drowned in them already. He has a light stubble, making him look like a guy way older than me, but not too old. And his hands are covered in tattoos.

Its him, he's the guy I want to lose my virginity to. And I still don't get why everyone is looking at him.

I look around and realize that no one wants to be near him, as if they're afraid of him. Everyone is standing so far away from him as if he is a virus that no wants to be infected by.

Losing my virginity to a devil will make me... I don't know, happy? Maybe I'm only doing this to defy the rules of Northvale, but there is no way I'm giving up now.

Our eyes have been interlocked since the moment he walked into this bar. Oh my, does he find me cute like I do him? I hope so.

I've always wanted to lose my virginity to someone I love, but as I grew older, this decision just faded away.

I look down at my dress and get a handful of my hair, I don't really look that pretty, but we're both alone here.

The music volume gets back up and almost everyone is back to normal now.

"Hey, who is that guy?" I walk over to the guy I was with earlier and ask as I look back at the handsome devil. He's no longer at the doorway.

"Which one?" the guy asks.

"Ugh, never mind, thanks." I say and start searching for him. I've never flirted before, I'm literally sweating.

I find him by the bar, his elbows resting on the table while he's seated on one of the chairs. I look him up and down, he has an acceptable sense of style. He's wearing black pants with a black button-up shirt, matching with black formal shoes. He's so attractive I might drool.

I hold on to all the courage in me and start walking towards him. I take a seat right beside him.

"Excuse me, bartender, I'll have a... whiskey, please." I smile.

"Coming right up." the bartender says, his eyes traveling from me to the guy beside me, eyes filled with... worry?

After a few seconds the bartender gives me my drink. I take a sip and almost spit out the drink.

"Ehm, you look like you need a drink." I say as I look at the handsome devil. He looks so much hotter up close.

"And you look like you just tried your first one." he replies, without looking my way. His voice, oh my god, his voice. so deep and so attractive.

"For your information, its not." I say.

He looks into my eyes and I freeze, his eyes are just gorgeous. I blush and I think he noticed because he's looking right at my cheeks.

"Are you not afraid of me?" he asks, and his minty breath hits my face.

"W-Why should I be?" I reply, which catches him off guard. I look around and not a single person is NOT looking at us. People are looking at me as if I'm crazy. Who is this guy?

"Do you even know who I am?" he asks again.

I don't want to sound stupid, it seems everyone knows who he is, and if I say that I don't know who he is, he's gonna doubt something. "Well, yeah, of course I do."

"But you're still here." he says as the bartender places a drink in front of him. He takes the drink and gulps it in like two seconds. Its whiskey too. It looks the same as my glass.