I looked at her possessively before grabbing her by the nape of her neck and pulling her closer to me, our lips a breath away.
"You are mine. Only mine. Understand?" I gritted out and she nodded slowly.
"Good. Because I'll fucking kill any man who l...
Playlist for This Chapter: Coño by Jason Derulo, Take You Dancing by Jason Derulo.
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I was slowly but surely losing my mind.
I let my girl go out in that dress. She looked too fucking great, and all I wanted to do was drag her back to my room and have my way with her.
I gripped my drink tighter and downed it one go while the guys in front of me danced on a stripper pole, pretending to be strippers.
Fucking pricks.
We had been here for over an hour and all we did was drink while the guys danced around and sang with their pathetic voices.
Whose idea was it to host this party anyway?
"Ace?" Jake called out to me and I looked over at him expectantly.
"What?" I said lazily, reclining in my seat.
"Whose better at pole dancing? Stuart or Matteo?" He asked me and I looked at the said performers.
"I'm Sasha and Matteo's Mona. Our stripper names." Stuart said, obviously drunk and I chuckled under my breath.
"You both are fucking pathetic." I said and their faces fell as I glanced at Jake.
"Jake's way better. Show 'em, Jake." I told Jake who stood with his mouth wide open and scowled.
"Fuck you." He said while everyone laughed at him.
"I bet the girls are having much more fun than us. They even got strippers." Stuart said and my eyes shot to his.
"What did you just say?" I asked Stuart, an edge to my voice when he gulped.
"I heard they did and they've got games too." He said and I poured myself another drink and downed it one go, tugging at my shirt collar.
Just then a group of boys passed us laughing and showing each other pictures, laughing like idiots.
Idiots.
Matteo being the curious and nosy prick he is, snatched the phone from their hands and looked at the pictures, but his smile disappeared and he frowned thoughtfully.
His gaze came to mine and I knew exactly what he meant as I shot out of my seat and headed towards Matteo.
I grabbed the phone from his hand and looked at the pictures, my blood boiling suddenly as I gripped the phone and looked at the boys.
"Where the fuck did you get these pictures?" I asked them dangerously and they gulped, knowing who I was. Good.
"A friend of ours sent them to us saying a group of hot chicks came there for a party so we were heading there." One of them said and I threw the phone at the wall, breaking it.
