"Ughh! So annoying! Who is this motherfucker?" I said with a lot of irritation. I didn't want to be annoyed while I'm enjoying myself so much in this club.
"Huh? Who's a motherfucker Luna?" Sara asked. She became a little alert seeing me like this.
"I don't know. Someone is annoying me with random texts." I told her.
"Must be someone from your fans. Remember what happened the last time? That guy literally sent you 2000 'I love you' messages. maybe it's someone like that," She said assuring me.
"Yeah, that must be the case. And the fact that they are not revealing their name proves that only." Now I was sure it was someone from my fans irritating me. But thinking they know where I am worries me. The way I felt someone's presence back at the mansion and now these messages, this is really unsettling.
But I shouldn't think about this this much. I came here to enjoy myself and I'll definitely do the same. I shouldn't worry now. Trying to calm myself, I started taking deep breaths.
Noticing my unease, Sara said - "Now don't think much and just try to enjoy! There's a surprise for you too!"
"What surprise??" I asked, still not fully calm.
"Letsss goo~~. You'll find out soon!" she said.
'Find out soon?' I thought. Hmmm... That message is still lingering in my mind. I literally need some shots.
I came here to enjoy the party, not to think about some fucker .
We reached the counter and ordered two whiskeys on the rocks. I finished mine in one big gulp, the alcohol burning my throat and chest. I feel my cheeks and ear flushed from the impact. The bitter aftertaste of alcohol is still on my tongue. I called the waiter and ordered four more shots.
After two more drinks, Sara was almost half-drunk. She can never handle her drinks, always getting drunk after two or three drinks.
Staggering, she rose from her seat, grabbed my hand, dragging me somewhere.
"Where are we going?" I asked, letting her drag me wherever she wanted to.
"Don't ask yet, darling! Now let's go! I'm taking you to paradise." She says, laughing like a mad woman all the way.
Entering in a dark hallway, she leads us to a room which is dimly lit.
The room exudes luxury. The walls are of ruby red colour. Dark colour drapes and dim glowing light. A soft melody was playing somewhere in the background. It smells of alcohol and rich perfume. The seductive environment of the room reminds me of a dark fantasy romance scene.
There's a stage in front of us which I haven't noticed until yet. It looks like a private performance area. Also, it is not very crowded here.
"What's this place Sara?" I asked, still mesmerized by the intimate beauty of the space.
"Surprise baby girl! All I can say is, we are going to have some fun tonight. And yeah, fun doesn't include fucking." She said and then winked at me.
Suddenly the lights went out, and everything became silent and dark Whatever lay ahead, I'm sure we'll have some fun. When the light came back on, they were accompanied by rocking music and two muscular men on the stage. My eyes dilated at the realization. "Oh my gosh! Is this a strip dance?"
They are dancing seductively, every move intimate and intoxicating.
"Yeah, surprise! Mike asked me to not tell you, he knows what you like and wants to surprise you." Sara says and winks at me...
Of course Mike knows. He's the one throwing the party tonight. We are friends from high school and he knows damn perfectly I love strip dance. I just love watching men dancing there, NAKED.
This is my biggest weakness. I have a thing for a handsome face and a toned body. I can never ignore a guy with a beautiful face and perfect abs.
The men start undressing, swaying their hips, and matching their moves with the melody.
I watch them with fascination, their moves carrying a heavenly charm. The muscles, the abs, everything so perfect and seductive. Their hands go from their chest to their crotch, grabbing the balls and then slowly teasing them. God! I'm literally in heaven.
As I was enjoying the view in front of me, my phone was continuously vibrating. I wanted to ignore it, but I still checked it, keeping my eyes on the view in front of me, in case it's something important.
Enjoying the dance, hmm?
So you like these kind of things, men getting naked for you?
Such a naughty girl!
Well, let me give you a little surprise then.
Oh god, Who the hell is this? I'm sure it's a man. Is the fucker stalking me? Please, not now. I'm not ready to die.
As I was putting my phone back, hands still shaking, I saw Sara was too drunk to even stand. The bitch can never say no to alcohol, even when fully drunk already.
"Hey! Want to sit and rest somewhere." I asked.
"Yes, I want to sit but on his face" she pointed at the man on the stage, now in his underwear only. God, the view is so perfect!
"Haha, let's go, you should sit there at the sofa instead." I said pointing at the coach in a corner.
Making my way out of the crowd while holding Sara, we moved towards the sofa.
"Sit here, I'll be back from the restroom"
I head towards the restroom, still thinking about the mysterious messages and making sure no one's following me. I hope they won't keep stalking me. This is literally freaking.
After washing my hands, as I'm about to make my way back, the lights start flickering. All scared, I try to exit the restroom. But before I could even step out, a large masculine hand grabbed me from behind.
A gasp leaves my lips. "Who the fuck are you? Leave me, you rascal!" I'm all panicked and scared. My heart is beating so rapidly as I try to wriggle out from the tight embrace.
"I told you, didn't I? I'm more than a rascal." A dark masculine voice said with a chuckle.
My eyes, now big with the shock and realization. Fuck!!!
He's my mysterious stalker!!!