Life With Thrill | GxG

1 - first encounter

-- Casey's POV --

I rushed in my closet, immediately scanning my eyes among the dresses i have. The stress level was beyond, almost like i'm attending a date with someone rather than a party.

"Who is this friend of Grace?" I heard Natalie's voice by the doorway, making me give her a quick glance but still concentrate back on the outfit. "I'm not even sure. All Grace revealed was that her friend is moving in the country so a celebration is hosted." I explained mid way in my thoughts.

I pulled a dress off a hanger, walking to the mirror and immediately putting it on. I adjusted it to fit every curve on my body perfectly. A complete smile spreading on my lips from knowing that this is the one.

Grace truly hadn't shared much to me over the call on what this celebration is about and why. The only quick information i remember is that there's a friend of hers moving here after months of planning it.

Grace is my good friend. I've known her for close to a year. We met at a club, completely intoxicated at the time but the friendship we formed has lead me here. Being apart of her wild lifestyle and partying.

"You look extra sexy." Natalie broke my attention off the outfit and i put my eyes on her through the mirror. I felt the gentle grab on the other side of my waist, standing next to one another like a couple at a wedding.

"Really think so?" I turned my body to face hers, placing my arms on her shoulders with a soft smile. "If we weren't friends and let alone your mindset about not wanting to ruin the friendship than i would rip that dress apart right now." Her words brushed against my lips, a seductive smile spread on her face.

"Rip them off with your eyes because you'll never get to taste me any other way." I spoke out confidently. I stepped back, giving myself one last look at the mirror and walked out the closet.

"Don't lose control though. You and alcohol is a dangerous combo, baby." Natalie followed after me whilst saying. All i could do was give out a laugh to her playful talking. "Stop calling me that! Get yourself a fuck buddy for once so i don't have to hear your voice from day to day." I spoke back, pointing a finger at her.

I grabbed my phone off the bed, walking through the house and to the front door. I slid my shoes on before turning to look at her. "Gonna miss your pretty ass. First time in a while when you're going out without me." She formed her lips in a sad expression. "Lock the doors when you leave, thirsty ass." I nudged her shoulder before turning away and leaving the house.

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I shut my car door, locking it and dragging my eyes towards the house. It was absolutely huge. Beautifully toned with light colors yet mostly white. About two stories high yet another smaller sized part on the corner of the roof. Just a clear image of a modern mansion.

The front yard had three cars already parked. One already known since Grace drives the i8 bmw. But my eyes widened to the sight of the two other ones.

[ the two cars ;) ]

Speck of thousands of dollars on every corner i look, afraid to even come close to any decorations from them accidentally falling and breaking.

I walked closer to the house, ringing the doorbell and stress raising over me already from who is going to open it. Thanfully i was welcomed in by Grace, us making the way through the house and to the living room. Three other people were chatting on the couch, their eyes immediately landing on us as we appeared.

A quick hour had rushed by. The alcohol intake already settling in my system. Grace had explained that this girl, which now i know as Laila Florin had to run for a quick errand regarding the new building she had bought for her company.

My mind was racing to every new thing i heard about this women. She seemed like a total cold hearted bitch, not knowing where to spend her money. But speaking of me, i like people that are rough. Know how to stand up for themselves let alone be harsh to defend.

I knew i was grown in excitement to finally see this girl with my own two eyes. Experience what it is like to even exist in such a house with the owner right next to me.

I might just add that i was the only one feeling out of place right now. Grace and i have met before but the three other people. God knows how to even communicate to make myself feel at their level.

Grace broke her thought about explaining something to me since the doorbell went off, my throat growing dryness in no time.

Seconds passed as Grace came back and stepped back in the living room, a women following after her and her eyes scanning everyone here.

I felt my heart skip a beat. My look immediately dragging down her fit, fashionable body. The tall and skinny figure, a speck of abs shining through the bra type shirt.

Fuck me right here and now..

I absorbed her accept the hugs from the people beside me, her arrived in front of me soon after, reaching her arms out to hug me too.

I was slightly taken back to the action but i pushed myself up from the couch, agreeing to it. My nose just filled with her loving perfume, my knees going weak from the vulnerability i felt.

"Laila." We had apparted as she spoke out to me. "Casey." I spread a confident smile towards her while saying. The eye contact we held, the oh so close bodies. Makes me want to obey to every order she would say.

I dropped back down on the couch, watching her disappear from my view and over to what i believe was the kitchen.

"You're looking at her like you want to be her desert for tonight." My thoughts broke apart as i heard Grace speak. "Don't make it so dirty! I hate you people that always think so sexually." I had locked my eyes on her with a playful laugh. Grabbing my glass from the table and downing it to ease the thirst.

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