SHADES OF SILVER. KTH | 21+

chapter 19

Third person's POV.

Bright neon lights splattered across the darkness as music was numbing her ears. All the screams of people inside mixing with high pitch music was making her ears go numb.

The smell of booze which was mixing with the smell of sweat was spreading through out. She could feel her own sweat dripping from her waist and soaking in to the fabric of full sleeved tee she wore.

Breathing out Storm took another shot of tequila throwing her head back. She hissed at the burning sensation and took the lime from the edge of shot glass and sucked on it.

Fuck.

Biting lips and closing eyes, She leaned to counter.

Damn.

She needed it.

It was only third shot and no. She wasn't planning on getting drunk. Just want to feel loose. To just feel that fuzzy feeling when you drink to take the mind out of all the stuff.

Good thing was she doesn't have to deal with her fucking father. She said to not bother her after this fucking marriage and that better stays that way.

But the thing is, Now she have to deal with Taehyung. She groaned at the thought itself. That bitch.

He wouldn't even budge a bit. She tried to get him spite but the bitch looked unbotherd. Not giving a fuck. At all. Well that boner sure says otherwise. He doesn't want to give in. He didn't wanted Storm and that wasn't settling quite with her. Not quite with her ego for sure.

Her husband didn't wanted to fuck her. She rolled her eyes at the thought itself.

She tried a bit this morning before going to college. Teasing him. Tease him real good that got him damn boner and for sure he wanted to do things. But ofcourse Taehyung won't give in. Mother fucking hoe. seducing him was out of the league now.

After that she was a bit horny and more frustrated. Who wouldn't.

The air behind her neck stood up as chill run up her spine which caused her to straighten her back.

"Another one" calling out for another drink she observed her surroundings with an evident frown on face while biting the corner of her lip.

Eyes.

She could feel eyes on her.

Moving her fake orbs to the dance floor, she observed closely as much she can through the bright intimidating coloured light.

Nope.

Gazing both her side from where she was seated she let out a breath. Everyone was minding their own fucking business as they should. So far nothing.

But why was she feeling as she was Being watched all this time? On the way to college, in the college, way back from college. She could feel it all. Well that's the only time when storm goes out.

At first she shrugged it off thinking it wouldn't be anything to the point that she have to deal with. But now, it was getting on her fucking nerves.

She rolled her eyes.

"Your drink" An sweet raspy voice ringed in her ears through the high pitched music. Looking at front Storm came face to face with another women who was leaning to counter smirking, cupping jaw which was on the counter.

With that irritating frown she leaned back and observed the bartender. Hmm.

"Tequila shots" Storm said blankly still looking at the women. She was wearing an silky white shirt with two buttons opened, Jet black hair on high ponytail. She had long neck whith high cheek bones and damn that collar bones.