Flame of desire(The beauty & the possessive series 5) REUPLOAD

chapter 2: Pervert!

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CHAPTER 2: Pervert!

NADIA's POV

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked and he smirked sexily as he raked me a stare.

"Nothing. I just want to dance with you." He then began dancing sexily while gazing at me seductively. I swallowed hard as I felt my throat go dry. My eyes involuntarily went to his chest. The first three buttons of his shirt were open and his muscular chest was on display.

He looked so strong with those muscled arms, chiseled chest and—what the heck are you thinking, Nadia?! Are you crazy?! This man is a stranger!

"No, thanks." I answered and was about to distance myself from him when he suddenly pulled me by the waist that our bodies pressed together which made me gasp. The audacity of this man!

"You—"

"Don't worry. I won't do anything inappropriate to you." Even his voice sounded like he was enticing me or something. I suddenly felt the need to get out of there as I began to feel weird and breath raggedly. This man is dangerous to my senses.

"Damn you! I don't want to dance with you!" He just smirked confidently as he continued swaying to the tune of music, his hands were wrapped on both sides of my waist.

"Why? Are you afraid of me?"

"Why would I be afraid of you? Are you a bad person?" I retorted with a hint of sarcasm and he shrugged his shoulders.

"No, I'm not. In fact, I'm a good guy." I cocked up an eyebrow and met his gaze.

"Well, sorry, Mr. Good guy, but I'm not in the mood to flirt with someone like you. Bye." Before he could react, I removed his hands from holding my waist and marched my way out of the dance floor. But I only managed to take three steps and I felt him held my hand.

"Wait...Nad—" My reflexes automatically kicked in. I pivoted and gave him a knee kick between his legs. I heard him grunt loudly.

"Damn it! What was that for?! That was close! If I wasn't fast enough to avoid it, you could've scrambled eggs instead of hard-boiled ones!" He said while rubbing his inner thigh. I scowled at him, didn't get what he said right away. But when I finally did, my cheeks burned.

"Pervert!"

I went to our table but for some reason, my eyes looked back at him. He was still standing at the dance floor while looking at me. I could tell that he was unhappy, clenching his jaw like that. I looked away and decided to just ignore him.

I took the untouched glass of alcohol on the table and drank it in one gulp. I winced when I felt the unpleasant sensation it brought to my throat, but damn, it tasted delicious. I looked at it and my forehead crinkled. Did I order this drink?

"Oh, my God! Jasper is so hot. I'm glad we came to this bar." Thea, one of the friends of Tanya, said as she sat on her chair. She just came from the dance floor. Then, the others came back to our table as well.

"Who's Jasper?" I couldn't help but ask.

"The one I was dancing with just now. Guess what. He invited me to have dinner with him tomorrow." She even squealed.

"Oh, uh. Be careful, girl. No good man comes to a club like this."

"C'mon, Tanya. Stop being so negative."

"Well, I'm just worried. He might be a psycho for all we know." While they were talking, a waiter came to our table.

"Miss, someone wants to give this drink to you."