Chapter three

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Spencer

How did she find the will to refuse me ? How could she have possibly had the power to stop my hand when I was so close ?

She was practically allowing me to devour her. Had  I really lost the 'Spencer touch'? . I needed to fix this . Rejection was fresh on my mind .  My ego wasn't used to being bruised  and I've never lost a battle before and I sure as hell wasn't about to start now .

Mav and the gang had invited me to a club to blow off some steam and maybe I'll get a girl or two . No girl should have hold this sort of power over me, after all , I am the city's master .

“Dude why do you look so bumped out?”  Zay's voice snapped me out of my trance .

Zay Coleman was my long time friend from college, he was filthy rich , well his father was and he sort of inherited all the money since he was the only child. But his inheritance was just a start to his wealth because his   garages make him at least a few millions a month. He was a total ladies man but he got spelled  by Jayda . He still likes to think he's still in the game while he never actually looks at any other woman except for Jayda.

“ He is bumped out because he couldn't get one chick into bed , apparently she's a tough nut to crack.” Mav air quoted 'tough nut to crack.’

“ He lost the 'Spencer touch’ ” Zack said bursting into fits of laughter . He leaned in closer to my ear and whispered, “ it happens to the best of us ,” laughing even more .

Zack Cog was in the alcohol industry , 'wine' to be exact . He named a wine after his wife  when he was proposing , “Rosa's love” , dude is rich , I guess his vineyard really produces the best raw grapes. and a sucker for love . That could never be me .

Personally anything that involved me being stuck with the same woman is a huge no for me .

I suppressed a groan and walked behind them  . We walked past the selfie - photo booth and walked to enter the club . The Booth belonged to Mav  , this was  your local yet fancy club .

It's a night club , it's dark with crystals that reflected on the dark marbled walls and had black spotless floors with state-of-the-art sound system , two fully service bars , designer furniture and exclusive VIP booth . The guys and I walked to our reserved private booth .

It looked like a couple's night .Everyone in here was with someone . We must've caused a traffic because as soon as we walked inside , a blonde started walking  my way , she was  wearing a short dress , she was not what I wanted but she'd have to do for the night . She put her hand on my chest , nothing. Nothing is what I felt and her batting her long eyelashes at me didn't do me nothing . Quite frankly, I was bored .

We walked straight to our booth. We all sat and a waiter brought  starter drinks but I decided to go clear my head by getting my own drink .

I made my way to the bar to get the party started . I sat next to some chick with black curly  hair that was  covering her face . Her hands were occupied by a glass of red wine and a tonic gin . She was  not alone . She brought her pouty lips to the rim of the glass and took a sip .

She stood up , her face still not showing but I took in  her body .

Her dusty pink fur strapless dress that came right before her mid thigh was glue to her , extracting her perfectly hour-glass figure . Smooth silky legs that cried out for me to touch them . Her feet dressed in a zip up block three inches dusty pink heel , revealing her beautiful toes and toenails covered in a nude colour.

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