❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that.
He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes...
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P.O.V Angelina
Everyone including me turned the direction where we heard my name being shouted.
Looking through the crowd, I saw an old man, who looked to be in his mid fifties, with dirty grey hair and a full grey beard running across the room to me.
I didn't recognize the man from afar, but when he came closer, I finally apprehended his face.
"Viktor?" I asked, when he came up to me.
"Oh Angelina, you remembered me." He said, out of breath.
How can I forget that face.
Viktor was one of my father's friends. He would come over for Christmas and Thanksgiving with his wife Katerina.
Viktor was one of my dads most trusted workers. No matter what happened, my dad will never fire him.
One time my father came home really mad, he was shouting and cursing, apparently Viktor broke one of his computers with very important information that he couldn't get back, but he still didn't get fired.
He was a really fun guy too. He would buy me things, and take care of me when my dad carried me to work with him.
The last time I actually saw Viktor was on New Years.
The same year which my dad had died.
We didn't even talk. We never really talked as much, since I had grown older and had my own friends to talk to.
But he never failed to put a smile on my face for family dinners.
"Of course, I remember you." I said, as he engulfed me in a hug.
I wasn't a big hugger but I'll let it slide.
"You've gotten so big, I haven't seen you since your dad died." He exclaimed, breaking the hug.
"What are you doi-"
Nicolas cleared his throat, triggering Viktor's attention to move from me to him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Mr.Alekseev." He paused, "Is she here with you?" He asked.
He knows him? No fucking way.
"Yes she is." Nicolas replied coldly.
Viktor looked at me, then back at Nicolas.
"Sorry about that, I didn't mean to interrupt, I'll just go." Viktor replied, "Bye Angelina, it was nice seeing you again."
I didn't get time to reply because he just left.
Was he scared of him or something?
Because I can reassure you that Nicolas isn't that scary. Like he just wanted to talk to me what was the problem.
I hadn't seen him in four years, and I barely got to talk to him.
Tugging on my hand broke me out of my thoughts. This time it wasn't Nicolas, it was Damien, and unlike Nicolas, he grabbed my wrist so aggressively that I almost fell.
His grip on my wrist hurt, but no one saw what was happening because they were up in front. No matter how hard I tried to pull my hand away, his grip just tightened.
The moment we reached the bar, that's when he finally let go of my hand.
I didn't say anything because it's not like anyone would care.
Soon after everyone got their drinks from the bartender, a message popped up on Nicolas phone.
Apparently Andrey was here and they went to meet him.
I stayed back with Angelo and Ivan who was still drinking their Baijiu.
"You sure you don't want anything?" Angelo asked.
When they ordered their drinks, Ivan offered to get me one, but since I never had alcohol in my life I decided not to.
I know all drinks don't have alcohol but, how was I supposed to tell the difference, I never bought anything from a bar before.
"Yes, I'm good." I said reassuring him.
"You know we're paying right? You can choose anything." Ivan said.
"I'm sure Ivan. I don't drink."
I didn't want to say I never drank before because it would make me feel lame.
"Come on. Just try it. You know what I'll even pick out one for you." Angelo said.
"Okay, okay fine. Just one." I said finally giving in.
