Loving the Enemy

Chapter 29

Our heels clicking are muted by the loud music as we push open the doors. Colorful lights adore the walls and space of people grinding against each other, touching and groping others.

Music freely enters my ears, The Hills by The weekend playing.

My legs work their way to the bar to the right of the entrance, ordering eight shots of vodka, two for everyone.

Leaning back against the bar I look around the club and up to the VIP area opposite us, searching for certain men. But with all those people here and strippers up there giving private dances to all the rotted old men it's a bit hard to find them.

"Not gonna lie this club is kind of fire." Vanessa leans in to shout in my ear. And even though the music is loud I feel like my ear is going to fall off.

I truly believe she's trying to provoke me. She knows how much I hate her. And her annoying ass voice.

That's why I love my dogs more than them. So much less problematic than people.

And cute.

I glare at her and she gives me one of those sweet smiles that could fool anyone if they didn't know that she's the literal baby of the devil in person.

She sleeps with damn socks.

And when she sleeps, her feet hang off the bed.

She ain't scared of the monsters under her bed.
Nu-uh.
The monsters are afraid of her.

And if that isn't enough: she turns off the lights and calmly walks off to wherever.

Turning back to the bartender he fills our glasses and walks off to another girl.

We each take a glass and turn to each other.

I lift my glass. "To our free night. Let us have fun and get laid."

"To getting laid!!"

Downing one shot and the second one right after we walk to the dance floor, walking through the crowd to find a spot somewhere in the middle.

We grind against each other, sing to the lyrics and have the time of our life, and still no sign of the boys and about the mission.

Shouting over the music, Levi turns to me, swaying her hips to the song. "Found someone to fuck yet?"

I laugh at her and shake my head.

"If you won't find anyone just know I am always available!" Winking at me she makes snake movements with her arms, walking backwards to the bar and holding eye contact until she's out of sight.

Vanessa and Kiyoko have by now already found dance partners and I am here, still alone, even though I am the sexiest in here.

Maybe I should join Levi at the bar and have another shot.

But just as I was about to walk away, warm, big hands grab my waist and pull me into their hard chest.

He sways our hips together to the music, grinding my ass on his dick.

My hands find its way to his neck, making their way up to his hair.

Peppering a delicate kiss to my neck, a warm breath appears by my ear.

"It must be fate." His voice is soft, with a russian accent.

It's Greek boy.

Not who I expected got to be honest.

Greek boy is better build than I thought. But it's the skinny and scrawny kind of built.

I like it.