My Possessive Husband (ManxMan)

Chapter 20

I know it has been a long time! Thanks for your patience, I deeply apologize. I hope you enjoy this chapter and the chapters that will come.

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"Can you believe him, Amy? He is such a ...what's the word that describes him. Trash, yes he is just trash. Like actual garbage. I can't believe the way he acts". I have been ranting to Amy for a while now. I seemed to have forgotten that I decided to come to the club to forget about my situation. To just be free and not so stressed out like I am usually.

"Uh Huh" was her reply, obviously not listening to me. I seem to not get the hint that my ranting was starting to be annoying to her. So I continued while we waited in line to enter the club

"How dare he give me a curfew. I am a grown man. I understand he is being protective and wants me safe. But I can make my own decisions, and I don't care I am not coming back at 1 am. I will go home whenever I want!" I cross my arms in anger at the end of my sentence, then looking at Amy to see if she gets it.

"Look, sweetheart. I did not invite you out to the club with me to talk about your fiance. All your stress and anger is bringing my hype down. Let's forget about him, okay? We are here to have fun, promise me once we enter you will leave your worries out that door." Once she finished her words we entered into the booming club, lively with music and drunken bodies. There was an awkward silence since I was so embarrassed. I finally responded when we were in front of the bar.

"You know what you are completely right. I did not even realize how much Nicolas has got under my skin. I need to just live my best life right now! And I will even take some of the devil's juice." I was very enthusiastic and pumped about everything.

"Fuck! You are so adorable, can't believe you said "devil's juice". I will buy you your first drink. I hope you can handle your alcohol well. Excuse me can I have an old fashioned and a martini please" While the middle-aged bartender prepares our drinks, I kind of regret my excitement to drink. I was never a big fan of alcohol, it had a horrible taste. But I didn't want to be a buzzkill. It didn't take long for our drinks to be prepared.

"This old fashioned is mine, and the martini is for you. I am pretty sure you will like it". As Amy drank her old fashioned she already had her eyes set for the crowd, and specifically a very attractive guy who had a rhythm as he danced to the beat of the music.

"It seems my time has come to have some fun!" She winked at the guy and then finished her drink. It was amazing how fast she finished her drink. She slammed her glass down and sashayed towards her fun destination. It was amazing how fast she finished her drink and seemed perfectly fine. While I was halfway done and I was feeling quite buzzed. I was smiling and nodding to the beat of the music in the background, a smile planted on my face.

Before I know it, I was determined to head towards the dance floor. I know if I didn't have the liquid courage that I just ingested I would be bystander looking at others enjoying themselves. I had no care in the world. I need to go out more.

All my senses were heightened at the moment. The mix of hip hop and house music that was flowing through my ears vibrated throughout my body. The bright and colorful club lights made my head dizzy, but I didn't mind, I was used to it by now. I was 10 minutes in, enjoying myself in my world. Suddenly I felt arms grab my hips. I didn't care to turn around to see who was a stranger that had a firm grip on me.

As we swayed to the music, later on, my behind started grinding on the stranger. I turned around and giggled at the taller male. He had facial hair and a tan and a grin formed on his thin lips. He then proceeded to wrap his muscular arms around me. I bite my lips as he whispered in my ear, his deep voice washes over me.