Billionaire Boy In Love | MewGulf AU story

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Another night, at the same old nightclub.

Same crowd, same fountain of alcohol and concert of rich brats moaning ruthlessly, along with filthy sluts throwing themselves on their customers, rich lonely women at the bar, drinking enormously to forget about their loneliness.

Same old life.

But due to some unrecognisable reasons, Mew was unusually happy tonight. He himself didn't know what caused his happiness though.

Was it because he finally laid his hands on his most praised musical instrument, or because deep inside he knew he was falling for Gulf Kanawut?

No, Mew wasn't that fool, he would never fall for someone who changes partners more than clothes. Mew's life was already a deep mess, he couldn't afford more. He had goals and dreams, a family to take care of. As far the drum-set was concerned, he didn't ask for it, and the price was surely nothing for Gulf, he spends more than that in one single night.

Even after all this fight inside his head, Mew couldn't deny the fact that he was waiting for Gulf to arrive, and also, that he was happy.

Face is the mirror of one's mind, when you're truly happy from within, no matter how much you deny or try, it shows vividly on your face. Mew was, of course, no exception. He even got a lot of compliments from ladies around. He just smiled shyly. He was waiting for Gulf to arrive and notice it. After the night at his condo, Mew had got the idea that Gulf was not really hard to talk, or that he would not always throw a bratty tantrum. They could actually have real conversations.

Little did he know, someone was noticing him from not very far.

Someone he had totally forgotten about.

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As soon as Mew excused himself from the bar to go behind, to fetch a bottle of the premium scotch, he found himself captured in someone's tight embrace. By the feeling of a soft touch, he could tell it was a woman. A woman with large breasts, already aroused because he could feel her erected nipples rubbing on his back through the soft fabric of his shirt.

Mew tried to free himself but the woman was not giving up anyway.

-' Mew! oh baby, I missed you so much...' she said huskily, continuously rubbing her nipples on his back.

Mew could easily recognise Zoey's voice.

Of course, who else could it be? His customers are all classy women who wont do anything nasty in front of public eyes, and other sluts would not even dare to come near him.

Mew gathered some power to turn so that he could face her, only to see her standing there with a black micro mini leather skirt and nothing else. 

Probably just got back after satisfying her first customer of the night.  Mew decided not to judge her on the basis of that, because it's her job.

-'Zoey! What are you doing!' Mew uttered. Zoey came closer and hugged Mew tightly, again, rubbing her breasts on his chest now. Those soft goddess like breasts she was sure no-one could resist.

-' Mew, I just said that I missed you, and you didn't even say hi! Not fair.' She pouted.
-' Zoey, can we please talk after the shift? I really need to serve people at the bar.' Mew tried his best to get her off him.
-' Mew, please baby! I missed you so much. Can we please do it now? It'll be quick I promise.' Zoey pleaded, still hugging Mew.
-' Zoey.... I..' Mew had to push her back, forcefully, because she wasn't. ' I have already told you, that I don't want to do it again.. please respect my decision. I don't want to insult you Zoey. I see you as a friend and nothing else.'