Chapter Three

     (Caelum POV continues)

“Rumor, these are my friends, Ryker, Bee, I mean Bishop and Caelum.” Cassian says, pointing to each of us with his phone as he tells her our names.

 Why does he have his phone, did he get her number?

Ryker and Bishop smile at her and she returns their smiles before looking at me with the same phoney smile. “I think I know him.”

 Cassian's smile fades, he thinks any girl that says she knows me with a smile like that has been under me and he's not wrong, she has been under me, only she was smaller back then.

  “You think?” I ask, setting my drink on the table beside me. I've had too much already. Aurora nods confidently, “Cassian, why are you introducing the pretty lady?” I ask, my eyes staying on Aurora's empty eyes, her mouth curved into a fake grin.

“I want to make her my friend so I brought her to meet my other friends.” he winked at me.

“We are friends Cassian, as of ten minutes ago.” she grins, her eyes darting to Cassian who places a hand on her waist.

  Ryker sees how tense I become and cuss’s under his breath.

  I relax in my seat, ignoring Cassian's hand on Aurora. It shouldn't affect me that he is touching her, many men probably touch her, that's why she appears not to feel Cassian's fingers playing on her waist.

  I ignored that too, staring into her eyes, “Friends, is that so baby girl?” I ask, in response, Aurora frowns but nods. “Come here.”

She scowls at me and laughs, “What the fuck?”

  “I said come here.” I repeat and this time I don't give her a chance to reply, I reach my hand out and grab hers, before she can react, I pull her into my lap and she gasps.

  I secure my arm around her waist to ensure she doesn't leave and she doesn't, instead she glares at me furiously, even then there's no fire in her eyes. “You know, I might look like a better version of Barbie but make no mistake boy, I'm not a Barbie doll. Watch it next time, I could scream and have you beat up and thrown out but you seem to have a face too pretty to ruin so I'll let you off with a warning, no one touches me without asking me or pay-”

  I smash my lips onto hers, I couldn't help myself, a bratty vixen turns me on. At first she tries to fight me off but she relaxes, kissing me back but she's gone, her lips are on mine but she doesn't seem to let any emotion mark them. Cassian screams, "not fair." Making me grin against Aurora's lips.

  She tastes familiar, like the strawberry ice cream my niece forces me to eat but better mixed with red wine, she's drunk, that explains the bravery. A woman that screwed me over wouldn't be this bold in front of me, she'd be terrified but fuck, the mixture of strawberries and wine is unbeatable.

  I aggravate our kiss, kissing her harder to see if I feel different, to see if she kisses me with something, any emotion but nothing. The only sensation I get is blood rushing down to my cock, Aurora moans in my mouth every six seconds, not because she likes it but because she has to, it's like a pattern.

 She does it exactly after six seconds, I've been counting and not once has she missed it. Frustrated, I tug on her bottom lip as I end the kiss.

  Her eyes widened, it's as if she wasn't here until I bit on her lip. I watch as a bead of blood appears on her lip. I lean forward once again and suck on it, when I pull away she's stunned. I grin at her as she scowls at me, “Still a mouthy little brat, huh Aurora?” I ask. The moment her name leaves my mouth everyone at our table gasps.

“Aurora?” Cassian gasps, “As in...fuck! You knew all along and let me think I had a shot?”

  Ryker looks at Aurora and shrugs, “Small world, I didn't recognize her before but it makes so much sense now.”

  Bishop chuckles, making me look at him. He raises his glass to me and smirks, “I told you all you had to do was go to a strip club.” he jokes.

  When Aurora left, he had one motive, drag me to strip club to find a professional to fuck but I didn't bother, I never paid for pussy I sure as hell wasn't going to start then.

   I turn to Aurora, who has been trying to get off my lap. “Are you fucking Cassian or you're ready to pay? ”

Her wiggling halts as she gazes at me, “Pay what?”

“Do I need to remind you what you did to me seven years ago?”

  She rolls her eyes and shakes her head in disbelief, “Hmm, seven years ago. Lets see, I was having fun, I met a fuck boy, we fooled around and life happened but seven years later he wants me to pay? For what exactly, making you smile?” she asks, I don't respond and she feigns a gasp, “No? Hmm, then I suppose I should apologise for spreading my legs for you, or perhaps I should apologise for giving-”

 My hand goes flying to her throat and she grins wickedly, biting her lip in a way that makes me cock twitch. “Don't be an asshole. I'm off the clock, I need to get home before it's too late.”

  I hate this woman, rage builds up inside me and it's visible, it doesn't seem to faze her, instead of cowering she bats her eyelashes at me. I fell in love with this woman but now, I feel nothing at all and she's to blame. I tighten my grip on her throat and she snickers at me. “Your fun ruined my life. Your fun broke my heart, a heart you awakened but had no right to break. These guys at this table strived to help me pick up the pieces but you left with them. Now guess who I'm going to break?”

  This time she's silent, her smile fades and it's my turn to smirk. My friends don't say a word, except Bishop who makes a smartass remark I almost miss because I'm consumed in Aurora's reverie. I release her throat and loosen my grip on her waist, her body loosens up when I do but her peace is short lived by my hand spanking her, hard. She jerks off my lap and walks away. I watch her closely, she heads to the bar.

  “You not only kissed the woman of my dreams, you threatened her and spanked her.” Cassian grumbles.

 “The woman of your dreams is in a den of vultures and she's the ringmaster. Great taste, but awry woman. Aurora will ruin you, no other woman after her will feel the same no matter how tight or warm the cunt is.” I don't look at him as I reply, my gaze stays on Aurora, I could let her get away and chase her but I can't seem to stop watching her.

 “Of course, you're speaking from experience.” I hear Ryker say and Cassian agrees.

   Am I? Maybe.

  “Fuck off, you wouldn't have a chance with this woman. She's a tease, you'd never get her in bed with charm. She's a different breed this one, you're too cute for her, she already had you on your knees before you saw her bare pussy. I'd hate to see what you'd do if you saw it.”

  Cassian snarls, “I will worship her like the goddess she is, if she wants me on her back like she does men during her acts, I will oblige.”

   Bishop chuckles, “If her act is half as good as what I saw on the other side, I'm here for it, sorry Caelum but your revenge can take a shit.”

  I don't respond to him, I keep my eyes on Aurora, she's sipping beers at the bar like water.

  “The best, you should come see on Monday, her partners act like it's the best pussy, begging to touch her.” Cassian tells him, I don't have to look at him to know he winked after his statement but I do, and he winks at me too. “I am sure it must be some good pussy to have you wanting it seven years later, I mean, can I still tap that? She said she'd consider picking me for her act. Do I have your blessing?”

  “My blessing? I don't care who you fuck Cassian, if you want that vulture, go for it.” I say, licking my teeth right after. Aurora would undoubtedly eat him for breakfast.

“Bet, but I'm intrigued, how did they bag such a woman, she can run her own private club and I'd pay millions.”

  I nod, I would too. Any sane man would, which leaves me thinking...

  How did she end up here? Her parent's are well off, her mother is a doctor and her father owns a successful company. Aurora was too much of a feminist to be working in a place like this. Something about Aurora and a sex club doesn't add up, a strip club yes but sex club? No, something is wrong here and it's not just the emptiness of her gaz-

Ryker's words cut through my thoughts as I turn to look at him, “Umm Cae, looks like your runaway bride is trying to kill herself.”

  I follow his gaze to where Aurora stands, drinking tequila shots like they're water off a waiter's tray. “Shit.” I mummer.

  She's already too drunk and now tequila?

  I rise and take my keys off the table, Cassian grins too widely. If not to fuck her, Cassian will befriend her just to piss me off. It's not often that someone gets under my skin, fuck often, it never happens that's for sure. I walk over to Aurora and grab her by the arm, dragging her out with me, the alcohol makes it hard for her to react. By the time she reacts, she's strapped to the passenger seat in my car. “Open this goddamn door.” she warns, I don't miss the distress in her body language.

  “What's your address?”

“I'm not telling you where I live psycho.” she grimaces, “If you don't open this door I'm going to start screaming and I will report you for harassment. You could go to jail for that you know, and looking at you, you're going to drop the soap a whole fucking lo-”

  I turn away from her, placing one hand on the steering wheel, I start the car, Aurora plunges into the seat when I begin to drive. I grin, “Fine, have it your way Aurora.”