Liams p.o.v
Being denied from Leah, made my male ego feel less. I had never been turned down before. She didn't even care to carry on a conversation with me. She just insulted me twice and walked away.
As she walked away, I couldn't help but get excited. She is really hard to get because she knows what she wants. From the moment our eyes met, I knew there was something about her. But I am completely unsure of how to get her attention. She was perfect and I wanted her. I get what I want.
For the majority of the party, I kept my distance, but that didn't stop me from watching her. She drew me in with so many questions the needed answers. I wanted all of my questions to be answered. I watched as she talked to different males. I wanted to know what drew her in. The answer: brunettes. She was intrigued by them. They all had brown hair, brown eyes. But none of them looked close to caring. It makes me angry and in the bottom of my stomach jealous.
I stayed a distance away from her whenever she moved but every so often she would look up at me. I had to think fast so I stayed with the guys and pretended to be looking at the other submissives. The other submissives weren't as pretty as Leah. She was determined, smart, and beautiful.
At one point we were by the bathroom and when she came out I pushed another girl to the wall and acted less interested or had no idea she was there. I watched as she downed the red cups. Although I wasn't sure exactly what it was, I knew it was alcohol. These parties only contain alcohol. She lifted the cups to her lips and downed it fast. Her face after was scrunched it was kind of hot.
She was dancing with a female, swaying her hips back and fourth. If there was one thing a man enjoys the most (us dominants) it's that of a girl who can hold down her liquor and party hard.
Every so often her and the girl would stop and laugh at whatever it was that was funny, but her smile was heart warming.
She was beautiful but I didn't want to fall in love. I wanted to be a fuck buddy, or a friend that occasionally hooks up with her. Relationships had a way of fucking up people who have already been hurt, we've all had our fair share.
By then end of the night, she was drunk. She was laughing, tipping over, and dancing sloppy. She wasn't even paying attention the males around her. I stayed far way though. Her friend eventually pulled her out of the house and they left. I was excited to get home. Maybe to knock on the door? I wanted her and I was gonna get her, that had always been the way it was
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Romance"You aren't allowed to speak unless given permission." Liam states. I snort. "Who the hell makes up those rules? I have the freedo-" Before I finish my sentence he slams me into the wall behind me. "I make the rules. I am the dominant in this relati...
