*Willows POV*
Oh my fucking Jesus it's happening, what on gods green earth did bartender boy pour into that damn shot glass, he's kissing the side of my neck and I'm moaning, I can't even stop myself from moaning I feel like it's kinda what I need to do, other than the fact I'm thinking about what I am going to do when we get to his apartment and I decide to go home, he could be a psycho oh fuck what if he locks me in a closest for the rest of my life slipping me food and water in trays under the door. Damn i don't even know where that came from, but more importantly what will Jase think of my one night stand rebound? I don't even feel horny I don't think, ha to be honest you can't feel much at all dipshit..shut up you stupid head.
And I'm talking to myself again, there's something seriously wrong with me sometimes.
Before I have a chance to argue with my mind which seems to have all the logical answers at all the wrong times, I realise that the car is pulling up in front of a fancy apartment block, I look to bartender boy
"I have a few questions. Number one, what is your name? Cause I keep calling you bartender boy. Number two, which level do you live on? And number three, if you're s bar tender how can you afford this place?" To which he replies
"Well to answer your question I just so happen to be rich, so I live in the penthouse and I'm a bar tender as a hobby. I just so happen to run one of the biggest multi million companies in the Northern Hemisphere and my name is Asher"
I swear to all mighty I just about had a damn near heart attack and I can officially hear my heart beat, pretty sure I'm having minor palpitations.
Just as I get out of the car and look up at the building I notice someone with a sort of hulk walk coming towards me..
*Jase's POV*
That stupid mother fucking dick wad asshole fuck berry, I'll kill him if it's the last damn thing I do, as I watch from just over the bar the boy serving is hitting on her, he's hitting on my woman, she's mine not his, I watch her perfectly shaped red lips slip over the rim of the shot glass and she downs it like she's done that a million times before. Scary thing is she just took the bottle and started pouring more. I think I counted at least three more before the dick behind the bar took the bottle off her, that's when I noticed that she leaned in really close and they were talking like they shared some big secret with each other, what's worse is he grabbed his jacket off the hook, rounded the bar and guided her away, hand on her back and all. As I watched them leave the boys were sitting on stools beside me a girl on each lap doing their best to get into the boys pants and succeeding might I add, I couldn't stand it, I slammed my glass down on the bar with more force than necessary, grabbed my jacket and walked to the door. By the time I got through the abundance of make up caked chicks that swarmed around me and to the door I had lost dumb ass and my girl, next best option ask the bouncer I guess.
"Hey man did you see a chick in a tight black dress with some bartender? They left like a minute ago."
He gave a hearty laugh before giving me a proper answer
"Man how could I not see her, those legs and that ass will be in my dreams for months, she left with Asher he lives down the street to the right if you're looking for her."
It took everything in me not to deck him for even looking at her like that but instead I thanked him and started jogging down the street as I made it to the corner and turned right I saw those sexy long legs drift out of the car and I'm pretty sure I was drooling. Fuck if any other guy is touching her, she's mine. I start walking with anger in my every step and I know she sees me coming. I walk up to her and Asher and I grab her, without even thinking about it I lay the most passionate kiss on her.
"You're coming home with me, you don't have a choice, you look sexy as fuck in that dress and I'm so worried my pants are going to explode right now, so with no argument could you please come with me to the car so that we can go home and I can fix my giant problem that seems to only bye worsening" she looks at me stunned by what I'd whispered in her ear but obeys my command nevertheless then I turn to Asher
"And you! Sir fucking pricks a lot, touch my girl again and there will be hell to pay, I will make sure that every single body in your bone is broken personally."
"Is that a threat?" He asks with a look of pure hatred
"Oh no no no don't take it as a threat when I say it as a promise" I smile and lead Willow away without any thought to the asshat behind me.
Time to go home and finish this argument then maybe get some...
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Novela Juvenil3 words to describe Willow Hunter? "all American girl" she has outstanding grades, the teachers practically worship the ground she walks on, her brother looks at her with admiration. But underneath all her goodness there is a strong, independent you...