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Red colour

Chapter 7

Red colour

POV Felix

The drunk bastard, I thought but the words circulated with loud songs in my head as I felt some shivers in my body every time I considered it all in my head. This man was right.

The shadow of his escaped and I looked at the shots, taking one of them and going after him as it was more interesting for me.

I found him in the toilet as he was there taking a piss.

I placed the back on the wall looking at the reflection in the mirror of myself. I waited for him to finish, as I came closer to his body.

I took the piss myself as he was in a no rush. I came to the sink washing the fingers and I went closer to him, smiling with the most sarcastic face.

-U hate it here too, baby.

I added his ending to make it more horrible in sounding as I left to the inner part of the club to find the guys there.

I saw his smirk the last thing as I left there.

The club looked packed as I understood that I hadn't even looked at the man who spoke to me. The alcohol was pushing inside.

I took another shot.

-Why do u think so?

He asked me casually joining with his drink at the bar.

As I finally took a good look at him, red hair most probable, pretty face, well build, spoiled kid.

But there was something in his eyes I couldn't get or my drunk face couldn't.

I turned to him and said.

-Cause u are like me.

He laughed loudly and I smirked as I felt he put himself higher than me. Was it a offend, I honestly didn't care at all.

-U are nothing like me.

He said with a playful smile on his face.

It was funny even to listen, some spoiled bastard trying to play with me.

-U are nothing interesting, I see through u.

I said and the lightning appeared in his eyes, as he took me by the arm turning to himself. I looked into his angry eyes, which made me smile more. He looked pathetic.

-And who I am?

He asked me, and that was an interesting question considering the most of the spoiled kids would never ask, they would be offended for most.

I looked all thought his body, they good fitted costume, 5 grand minimum, perfect hair but messed up, seems like something he would care but it was a part of his comfort sone, so it was a motorbike. Expensive Hublot I saw at once, 60 K worth, but his hair colour gave me no sense at all. Why red?

-I like u motorbike, new one right?

He raise his brow at the tip I gave as he must have the newest one.

-Why u hair is red?

I asked as his features changed to the serious once as he looked at me more careful now. I got his attention.