Wrong |COMPLETE|

🕸Chapter...21🕷

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When we enter the mansion it's far from what I'm expecting.

There are around a dozen people in black jeans and blue t-shirts from some sort of company decorating the house with golden colored party decorations.

Two of them are on high ladders putting up blue balloons that spell...

Happy 21st Birthday Kristen

Who the hell is Kristen ?

I'm about to ask Oren, when a blonde guy in beach shorts and sandals walks towards us. He has no shirt on and he's holding a red, plastic, party cup that's full of what I assume to be beer.

He brushes his fingers through his thick blonde locks and I can't lie-he is attractive, but not as stunningly beautiful as Oren.

He holds my gaze and I find myself getting uncomfortable under his intense stare.

"Hello Oren... M'lady... " He greets from Oren to me.

I wait for Oren to introduce us but he doesn't.

Typical Oren...

He talks to the guy for around twenty minutes and I get to learn that his name is Blake and he owns the mansion...

How...? You may ask...

Well, turns out his rich parents gifted him the house for his twenty third birthday last month.

Why is Oren hanging out with a campus kid ...?

The hell... I wish I had the answer to that particular query...

But I don't.

As Oren and Blake keep talking, I decide to have a look around.

I see on one corner there's a bar full of all types of beer, whiskey, ram, scotch, champagne, wine and some types of alcohol I'm not familiar to.

The bar tender, who's busy flirting with a girl looks up and our eyes meet. He flashes me his signature smile and winks. I roll my eyes and turn to face Oren and Blake.

They're still talking when two girls in neon pink and green bikinis walk by them. Blake spanks the on in the neon green bikini while Oren checks out the one in the neon pink one.

Uuughh...

Kill me please...

I turn my gaze from them and that's when my eyes land on a temporary tatoo parlour situated near the spiral staircase.

I see a familiar face doing a tiger tatoo on the back of an Asian chick.

Kel ?

He lifts his head to wipe some droplets of sweat from his forehead and that's when I see him properly...

It is Kel !

I didn't know he does tatoos...

...but then, what the hell do I know about him ?

Oren snapping his fingers in front of my face brings me back to the so called reality.

"Let's go to our room."