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The night was chilly . Maybe a hoodie  and some sweat pants are a better alternative then this black dress that I chose. It was the type of dress , that says " yes please" . Not tight on the curves , that it would be impossible to remove . It was simple and  flowy  . It gives the perfect image of  the sweet girl  .An easy target  for a guy to put their hands under , and discover.

Stepping in front,   We all flash our fake Id's. The bouncer was analysing whether we were minors or not , But I was determined of having some good time. I was up-front so I putted my most sexy smile. He gazed at me from head to toe for a brief moment, and then he stepped aside.

A wave of strong perfume mixed with the smell of liquor and human's heat  hit us as we walk the red light corridor .the music fought the walls and begged them to be freed . I was ecstatic. This is where I belong. I merged within the crowds ,  I danced until I couldn't feel my feet any more , my mind was absolutely in a bubble . I saw Ireen - heather's friend- dancing with a black guy three times in a row . He looks like he was snatched from a magazine.  They  look cute together . I guess she found someone she really likes. 

As for my case,  men were only  sexual . I wonder what would be their reaction if they discover ,that I am a decade younger then them.

- ROSE , I NEVER KNEW YOU HAD THIS IN YOU . shouted heather in my ears .

I smirked , and so did she . Not everything are as they seem to be. I am one of those cases . After an hour , my mouth felt dry . I needed a drink.

 I walk down to the bartender , I settle on a the leathered stool  and I ask for a martini rouge. 

 As he serves me , I look around at the people dancing . What a spectacle! this is the  tiny line between what makes us different from animals. It's   a great facade where we hide our true intentions . A decoration for our raw desires that can be sometimes twisted , and makes us  ashamed to confess publicly . Maybe we would be stigmatised  for such wishes. If it was permitted , you would see people having sex right here , right now rather then going through a number of steps like dancing, and having drinks. The civility will vanish in a flicker. I don't condone this , where I don't know what's better: to keep them , or to show our true nature. 

not wanting  to sink in my thoughts again , I distract myself in analysing the area .

Until I face two piercing light brown eyes .An angry yellow colour , if i dare say.  Like a hawk , his gaze was scalding my skin. Something rekindled in me that I'm not sure what it is exactly. I mustn't deny , he is handsome. Wearing a well-fitted dark olive shirt that meshes with his golden skin faultlessly. His features were in perfect harmony But his eyes ! His eyes were something else. They were nor sweet or gentle , but striking and demanding , as if he was raised to order people around . A chill ran down my spine . Suddenly i felt warm between my thighs . I wanted  him yet I was terrified. He stood up, and walked toward me smirking , that is when I knew that not only handsome he is , but tall and lean.  His arms were filled with tattoos, sentences in arabic here and there on his forearms which  added to his dark aura more .Yes, this man is terrifying .

I knew i made a mistake by making eye contact longer then i should've. I turned to face the bar shelving in front of me. It was a dozen of bottles that i've counted if not all ,  just to maintain my composure. 

A musky scent filled the area and i couldn't help but to inhale it deeply. It was a bracing mixture of oud and cold scent of the wilderness.  

He sat down beside me, his gaze unwavering. I felt so little .All of my confidence went down the sink right away. Looking at him again sent shivers all over my body. His eyes were more flaming  upclose. His broad upper body is almost in contact with mine. The bartender came with my martini , that seems dull to drink it now. Excitement and fear took hold of me , i didn't know what would happen next. In contrast with me , he was in total control of his actions.