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"What are you doing here?"
I questioned him, but he still did not answer me. Instead, his cold blue eyes moved all over my body at a very dangerous, slow speed. They lingered on my bare, long legs and slowly moved to my deep cleavage and bare arms. A very thin strip was holding the front of the dress to the back. I had changed my dress before coming here. The way he was looking at me made my already wobbling legs go jello. I was holding the edge of the door to keep myself stable. His jaw clenched, and once again, his cold blue clashed with my green. He kept standing there, looking at me, not uttering a word. I think, once again, I'm imagining things.
The alcohol has finally started to make me go insane. My vision keep blurring and clearing when I blinked. My vision made his face blurry and unclear. I blinked my eyes to make him go away. His jaw clenched even more when I did that. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I wished that he vanished in thin air when I opened my eyes, but he was still standing there like a rigid pole. My brows furrowed once again. My mind is playing tricks with me now. At first, I only saw his face in those strippers, but now he appeared whole in front of me. I don't think I thought about him so much for him to appear in front of my eyes like that. I don't think he is going to leave my mind so easily. I need more alcohol to make myself go numb. I need more alcohol to shut my mind completely, even if it's only for tonight. I moved my head in a no to take all his thoughts out of my head. More alcohol can only heal me. I took a deep breath and slowly let go of the edge of the bathroom door. I need to be back in the room. I can even smell his intoxicating scent. Something is seriously wrong with me now. I'm not thinking about him that much to have a whiff of his intoxicating cologne. I was walking past him when my arm was grabbed in a tight grip.
"Where do you think you are going?" he said in his low, heavy voice. My eyes widened, and my blurred vision cleared. He is not my imagination. He is here. What is he doing here? How did he come to know we were here? My heart starts to thump loudly inside my rib cage. I tried to get my arm out of his hold, but he made his grip strong on it. Not letting it go.
"Let go of my hand," I managed to slur out of my mouth. My legs fumbled with each other while I tried to get my arm out of his hold.
"I have not grabbed your arm to let it go," he said cunningly in his heavy, dark voice, sending shivers down my spine. He spied me around, and before I knew it, I was on his shoulder. A gasp left my mouth when he did that. His abrupt movements blurred my already blurred vision even more. I felt a spin in my head in slow motion.
"Let go of me. I need to go back to the party," I protested loudly while trying to push myself down. I moved my legs so he would let me down. He held my legs with one arm in a tight grip.
"Everyone is waiting for me." I continued to yell, and this time I moved my hands.
"Party is over for you," he said in the same voice, and then I felt a sharp spang on my rear. A yelp was left out of my mouth when he did that. He just didn't. He said that he started to walk away with me on his shoulder.
"How dare you? I don't want to go anywhere with you," I yelled when I recovered from that spank.
"Too bad you don't have any other choice," he said cunningly, and then I felt the spark again. It annoys me so much. He took the elevator to the room he took me to. I was still on his shoulder because he wouldn't let me down. All the blood reached my head, making me feel dizzy. He only put me down on my feet when we were inside the room. I was recovering from my dizziness when he took the opportunity and locked the door. I blinked my eyes to get that daze away from my blurry vision. He turned around and looked at me coldly. His cold blue eyes pinned me to my place. The way his cold eyes were looking at me made a big lump form in the base of my throat, but I swallowed it, not letting his heated gaze overpower me.
"Why did you lock the room?" I slurred with each word while looking at the locked door in disbelief. He still didn't say anything but kept looking at me. His silence angered me.
"I said I wanted to go back to the party. Why the hell did you bring me here?" I said it once again while doing my best to not trip and fall on my face. It was a miracle that I had still not fallen straight on my face. Instead of answering me, he folded his hands on his chest and leaned on the closed door. Has he locked me with him in this room only to ignore me? I bite on my lower lip in dismay. Why the fuck is he messing with my head so much? Why can't I have a peaceful night for once? Why? His silence was messing with my head so much. I need to get out of here now before I go insane and murder him. I need more help. I walked to him with wobbling steps. I tried to move him away from the door. I wanted to get out of here. I used all my strength, but he didn't even budge slightly from his place. Why was he getting on my nerves so much? I once tried to move him, but he kept standing there like a rigid pole.
"Why are you annoying me so much?" I said this while jabbing an accusing finger in his chest.
"If you want to ignore me, then be my guest. Ignore me from far away; don't show me your stupid face and irritate me like that," I said in pure irritation while still jabbing my accusing finger in his chest. His facial expressions remained stoic, and it pissed me even more. I was so annoyed. "I was having so much fun with all the alcohol and those hot strippers. Why do you have to show your face?" I said in frustration, looking straight into his cold blue eyes. His cold blue eyes became ice cold when I said that. Jaws clenched and unclenched. The way he talked made a small hair stand on the back of my neck.
"What did you say?"
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