𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹 | 𝗞𝗧𝗛✔︎

Chapter 1

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The beat vibrated off the walls as the crowd shouted in excitement partying like it was their last. The smell of sex, weed, even sweaty bodies filled up her nostrils causing her to gag.

"Don't these fuckers have anything better else to do than waste their lives in there?" She murmured to herself

"You're so grumpy, you know that? Lighten up bitch"

"I was perfectly fine, in my bedroom till you dragged me out!"

"Yeah right, where your foster parents abuse the hell out of you. You like that?"

"They didn't this time, my room door was locked" Her eyes cast down

"Because those fucktards weren't home. You need to get out of there. You're old enough"

"And go where? I have no money and nowhere else to go. I'd be homeless if I ever bid goodbyes"

"C'mon let's just have fun tonight, yeah?"

She complied and they walk to the drinking bar.

"Order the drinks, I'll go take a piss real quick"

"Wait-" and he disappeared

The female sighed and ordered their drinks. She sat down by the bar and rest her hand under her chin.

"You fine as hell. Wanna get laid?" A voice spoke out

"No, thank you"

"But insist, you'll be begging me for more," He said catching her arm tightly

The female took immediate action and kick him in the dick. He yelped and slapped her hard across the cheek making her face sting

Before he could do anything else, a tall man in a black suit landed a punch into his jaw causing his tooth to fell out and his mouth pooled with blood

People in the club gasped as their eyes widen. "Take him away" the deep soulful voice demanded

Two bulky figures rushed over and drag the unconscious male out.

"Are you okay love?" He brought his large hand to her bruised cheek and caress it

She gave him a weak smile as her mouth betrayed her. The female couldn't tell if it was because of how gorgeous the man was. He's tall, hot, and has that cold and dominant aura. Tan skin, his suit hugging his muscles perfectly, tattoos covering his hands and surely his body as well. his red hair that fell loosely over his forehead. His sharp jaw, thin lips, and fuck! those eyes, that cut like a knife and at the same time, brown orbs that can look through a soul.

His stares are breathtaking

Finally, the beautiful man broke the silence, "You came here alone, love?"

"N-no, I came with a friend. He's using the restroom" she finds the courage to speak

"Boss, problems" He turned his attention toward them and glance back at the woman in front of him