It was finally time for prom. Abby ditched Daniel through a text that read: I can't go to prom with you. Find someone else.
He slammed his phone against the wall and fumed.
"This is what I get after paying for your prom dress and makeup? You're just a bitch!" he screamed.
Natasha, who heard the loud noise and the slam, rushed straight to his room—half-dressed.
"Are you okay?" she asked when she saw him sitting on the floor beside his shattered phone. "What's going on? Talk to me."
With a weak voice, he explained how Abby had ditched him just a few hours before prom.
"I will be your prom date," Natasha said softly. "My boyfriend broke up with me anyway."
Daniel sat upright, anger flashing in his eyes.
"I'll teach that bastard a lesson. What gives him the right to dump you?"
Trying to calm him, she said, "Let's talk about it after prom. For now, I need to get my makeup done and get dressed."
The makeup artists were already waiting for her. She got dressed while Daniel waited downstairs in a black tuxedo, pacing around restlessly. A Lamborghini was already parked outside, ready to take them to prom.
After what felt like an eternity, Natasha came down the stairs looking like an entirely different person.
"Wow… I can't take my eyes off you. You look so divine," Daniel said, breathless.
With blushed cheeks, she smiled, and he held her hand, leading her to the car.
Throughout the ride, Daniel couldn't stop staring at her.
She looks so stunning. All the boys are going to go crazy when they see her. I need to protect her. I'm not jealous… I just can't stand her with another guy.
They arrived at prom, and immediately they were greeted by camera flashes. They posed and took a few pictures with their friends.
Everyone stared at Natasha. She was the star of the night.
Abby glared at her and rolled her eyes, jealousy written all over her face. Natasha smirked and walked past her confidently, Daniel's hand in hers.
They headed to the dance floor, and Daniel left her to dance with her friends. He made his way toward Abby, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her outside.
"You bitch! Is that how you repay me?" he shouted as he dragged her out.
"You're hurting me! Leave me alone!" Abby cried, tears streaming down her face and ruining her makeup.
"Yes, bitch—look miserable. That's what I want. You can't play me."
With that, he left her outside crying. Daniel walked back in, feeling a twisted sense of satisfaction.
His smile faded instantly when he spotted a guy dancing with Natasha—hands wrapped around her waist, smiling as they moved.
Daniel stomped toward them and shoved the boy to the floor.
"Out of the way. I'm next," he said.
He grabbed Natasha's hand and pulled her to a dimly lit corner. Natasha was flustered.
"What are you doing? Do you want people to think otherwise?"
"I don't care," Daniel said. "Let them think whatever they want. I've had enough."
He pulled her close. She could feel his dick brushing against her thigh, and her breasts pressed against his chest. She trembled. Because it was dark, neither could see the other's expression—but the tension was undeniable.
The urge to kiss her was overwhelming.
They were interrupted by Pat.
"What am I seeing? This is crazy! For the first time you two are dancing together instead of fighting!"
Natasha immediately broke free from Daniel's grip and went speechless.
She had been seconds away from kissing him if Pat hadn't shown up.
Prom ended, and on the ride home, the awkward silence returned.
I've tried so hard to get these thoughts out of my head, but it keeps getting worse, Natasha sighed internally.
I was this close to touching his dick. I wanted to feel it. I wanted it in my mouth. He's so huge. I want a taste… I can't stand this.
Daniel, on the other hand, was lost in his own thoughts.
I need a distraction. I can't control myself anymore. It's so hard to fight this feeling… I can't. I need a girlfriend. I need a distraction. I'll date one of the girls chasing me. That's the solution.
He picked up his phone to text Elsie. She was always chasing him, always begging to date him. She was from a rich family and had given him head in the school bathroom before.
She was great, I guess. The way she swallowed my dick… yeah, she has potential. She can be great in bed.