𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃| ✎

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

As I stumbled off the stage, my heart raced with adrenaline. "Sarah!" I called out, searching the crowded backstage area. Suddenly, I saw her, her dark eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Ava, you were amazing!" Sarah exclaimed, engulfing me in a tight hug.

I laughed, feeling a rush of euphoria. "I can't believe I did it! It was so surreal out there."

Sarah grinned and pulled away, her eyes scanning the bustling room. "You were breathtaking. And now, you're officially on the path to becoming the spotlight ballerina you've always dreamed of."

A shiver ran down my spine. "I hope so."

This was it.
My biggest dream soon may come true.

~

"Let's go celebrate at The Velvet Lounge! You deserve to let loose after your amazing performance," Sarah suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yeah, you're right. I could use a night of fun," I replied, a hint of hesitation in my voice.

We arrived at the club, the thumping bass reverberating through the walls. The dimly lit dance floor was packed with bodies gyrating to the music. As we made our way to the bar, a group of people bumped into us, spilling their drinks.

"Hey watch it!" Sarah exclaimed, her voice rising above the cacophony.

I chuckled, shaking my head at her boldness. "Let it go, Sarah. We're here to have fun, remember?"

We found a corner table and ordered drinks, the pulsating rhythm of the music vibrating through our bodies as we laughed and chatted. Sarah leaned in, her breath warm against my ear. "Let's hit the dance floor, Ava. Live a little!"

I hesitated for a moment before nodding, the thumping beat enveloping me as I followed Sarah onto the dance floor. The night was young, and for once, I allowed myself to surrender to the music and lose myself in the moment. Taking a few shots not realizing how drunk I am by now.

Sarah is somewhere in the club. I lost sight of her and my dizziness isn't helping. Had to much alcohol.

The club was pulsating with music and flashing lights, casting an otherworldly glow over the dancers on the floor. I stumbled through the crowd, my head spinning from the shots I'd taken. I kept searching for Sarah, but the dim, smoky haze made it impossible to find her.

Suddenly, I nearly collided with a tall figure in a sleek suit, a mask obscuring his features. He caught me before I could fall and chuckled softly.

"Careful there, angel," he rumbled, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

I leaned on him for support, giggling uncontrollably. "Oops! Sorry! I'm so dizzy, didn't see you there c-can you help me find my friend?"

He looks at me but I can't see much of him cause of the mask that covers his features.

"I have something else in mind." his dark voice sending shivers down my spine, he guided me toward a secluded area, away from the thumping bass and swirling bodies. I let out an unsteady laugh, feeling lightheaded and disoriented.

As we entered the private rooms, I heard a low hum resonate through the air. The music from the main club faded into the background. My heart raced, but the alcohol muffled any sense of danger.

The stranger's grip tightened, and I let out a playful giggle, oblivious to the perilous situation. "You're strong!" I exclaimed, feeling a strange thrill at being in his arms.

My senses were dulled by the intoxicating combination of alcohol and adrenaline. The low hum of the room swirling around me. "You're safe with me, dollface," he murmured, his voice a velvet caress against my skin.

"Who are you?" I slurred, a giggle bubbling from my lips as I swayed unsteadily.

"I am but a humble admirer of your extraordinary talents," he responded, his hand trailing down my arm, sending shivers down my spine.

I let out a breathy laugh, the air thick with anticipation and desire. "You're smooth, I'll give you that."

In the haze of the moment, his lips captured mine, and my world spun into a whirlwind of sensation. I surrendered to the heady rush of pleasure and exploration, my inhibitions drowned by the potent cocktail of reckless abandon and fascination.

His voice was deep and velvety smooth, sending shivers down my spine. "You are exquisite."

He traced a finger down my cheekbone, drawing
goosebumps along its pathway. I felt an unexpected warmth blush across my cheeks as his words seeped into every part of my being.

My heart raced as his hand moved gently towards my necklace - the delicate chain that clung around my throat like tender tendrils caressing soft skin - tugging at it lightly while trailing kisses along my jawline and finally landing on my full lips once more in a feverish claim that left no room for denial or escape.

As he continues to trail kisses all over my body I suddenly finally get back into my senses. I start breathing heavily. Was I just enjoying a strangers touch?

What the fuck.

My head starts hurting as I push him off of me. Why did I like what he did. What the fuck is wrong with me. Im not like this.

Before he could say anything I take a step back and leave. My head spinning. I knew he wouldn't follow me after all there are security's everywhere. I make my way back to the center and finally see Sarah making out with a girl.

I grab Sarahs hand and drag her out of the club as I take my phone out to call a uber for us. My head is hurting like a bitch.

I get it. I did my first ever solo. Celebrating doesn't mean I have to get fucked by a stranger. For fucks sake.