Chapter 3: Blurred Lines
I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the straps of my skin-tight dress. The fabric clung to my curves, making me feel confident yet a little exposed. The deep navy blue color complemented my skin tone, and I couldn't help but admire how it accentuated my figure. With a final touch of lipstick, I felt ready to face the night, even if the unease from my encounter with the stranger still lingered in the back of my mind.
Mia came out of her room, dressed in a shimmering silver dress that sparkled under the lights. "Wow, you look amazing!" she exclaimed, eyes wide with admiration. "We're going to turn some heads tonight!"
"Thanks! You look incredible too," I replied, feeling a rush of excitement despite the lingering anxiety about Dominic. I pushed the thought aside as we grabbed our bags and headed out.
As we drove to the party, the music blasted from the speakers, filling the car with energy. I tried to shake off the uneasy feeling in my stomach, reminding myself that I was here to have fun. But as we arrived at Jordan's place, the feeling returned with a vengeance, gnawing at me like an uninvited guest.
The party was in full swing, a sea of laughter and music washing over me as we stepped inside. People were dancing, drinks were flowing, and the atmosphere was electric. Mia immediately grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the bar.
"Let's celebrate!" she shouted over the music, and before I knew it, we were downing shots like they were water. The warmth of the alcohol spread through me, and I felt the tension in my shoulders start to ease. I could let loose, just for tonight.
As the night progressed, the world around me began to blur. Laughter and conversations morphed into a jumble of sounds, and I found myself dancing freely, my worries slipping away with every beat. But through the haze of my drunkenness, something caught my eye—a figure standing at the edge of the crowd.
There he was. Dominic.
He looked different, almost... normal, in his sharp suit that hugged his form in all the right places. My heart raced as I took in his presence, my mind momentarily sobering. He was here, at the same party, and the realization sent a thrill through me.
Before I could think it through, he approached me, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach flip. "Hey," he said, his voice smooth as silk, cutting through the noise around us.
"Hi," I managed to reply, trying to act nonchalant despite the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. "What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to enjoy the night," he said, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Nice dress, by the way. It suits you."
I felt my cheeks heat up as I brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "Thanks. You look... nice too. I didn't expect to see you here."
He chuckled, a sound that made my heart skip a beat. "Life's full of surprises. I didn't expect to see you either. How's your night going?"
"Great, I guess. Just... trying to forget about everything," I said, the alcohol loosening my tongue more than I anticipated. I hoped I didn't sound too vulnerable.
His expression shifted slightly, and for a moment, I saw a flicker of understanding in his eyes. "Sometimes it helps to let go. But be careful. The night can take unexpected turns."
"Like you?" I shot back, half-joking but also half-serious, my curiosity flaring.
He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Touché. I guess you could say I'm full of surprises."
We stood there, the noise of the party fading into the background as we exchanged glances. In that moment, I felt the connection between us—the magnetic pull that had drawn me in from the very beginning.
"I don't know if it's the drinks or if you're just that intriguing," I said, my words slurring slightly, "but I'm really glad you came over."
"I'm glad too," he said softly, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're different from everyone else here. There's something about you that makes me want to know more."
The warmth of the alcohol and the intensity of his gaze made my heart race, blurring the lines between reality and desire. I knew I should be cautious, that my instincts were screaming at me to tread carefully, but in this moment, all I wanted was to explore the thrill of the unknown.
"Maybe we can find a quieter place to talk," I suggested, emboldened by the buzz coursing through me.
He nodded, a grin spreading across his face. "Lead the way."
As I turned to navigate through the crowd, I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. The night was unfolding in ways I never expected, and with Dominic by my side, I was ready to see where it would take me—even if it meant venturing into uncharted territory.
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Craving the Truth
Bí ẩn / Giật gân"Bound by Desire" Serena Cole never expected her life to change the night she met Dominic Hart. A chance encounter with a dangerously seductive stranger pulls her into a world of secrets and intense passion. Dominic is everything she should stay awa...