Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Sage's POV

“Aaahhh, so life is this perfect,” I exhaled, sinking deeper into the warm, fragrant bath, a smile of satisfaction spreading across my face as I looked down at the glowing city from my penthouse.

I have not been this free and satisfied since before I met Theodore. I didn't care what he was doing right now, but I knew he should be welcomed by his cellmates by now, and whoever that Emily bitch was can drop dead.

“Boss, you have a lot of paperwork to attend to.” I heard Violet's voice from the other side of the door.

“Do you ever talk about anything but work, Violet?” I pouted, shaking the glass wine in my hand gently, not peeling my gaze from the dark city filled with dots of lights beneath me.

“No, I don't, Boss.” She replied bluntly, and I just wanted to stuff her with alcohol, but I knew I was going to regret it. She was a very light drinker, and her drunken state wasn't the one I could deal with on a daily basis.

“I am going down to the club to take a drink.” I said, stepping out of the bathtub with a bright smile. I was going to dance myself off to paradise in joy. I could almost say I've forgotten what it felt like to be free.

“It is a sex club, boss. You'll see a lot of irritating things there.” Violet said as I stepped out of the bathroom.

“Maybe I can find a 6’4 guy with an interesting body I can spend the night with or even take me as his sugar baby.” She winked at her, not expecting her cold and expressionless face to change, and I wasn't disappointed as she just stared at me like I was squabbling nonsense.

But it was true that the club was far worse than any other clubs out there, but considering someone like me who had a wild life before marriage, it wasn't something surprising for me since I thrived more in naughty places.

I walked down into the dimly lit club with a bright smile. My short dress clung tightly to my body, exposing most of it, but it wasn't like I cared. The only reason I was always covered during the day was due to the nature of my work, and I've gotten a lot of leaked pictures out so many times that it was no longer something surprising.

I walked towards the bar to get my drink, and as I walked past, I could hear the moans of ladies already entertaining their men without the shame of doing it outdoors.

Outdoor sex was thrilling, and I just wanted to try it at least once, but I wasn't ready for that kind of scandal yet.

“Sage, is that you?” The barman called with a bright smile on his face. “You had a fight with hubby to be here after three years?”

“No, I divorced him. He's trash.” I tutted as I watched him make my order.

“I never expected you to stick with someone who isn't wild like you are for long. Don't get me wrong though.” I wanted to laugh at his comment, but it was true. I was just infatuated with him at first, but after a while, he didn't even seem like my type anymore. Or he wasn't my type anymore.

“You run your mouth a lot, don't you, Adrian.” I tutted while taking my glass from him and sliding him my credit card. “Take as much as you want for your tip. You can even get a house with it.”

“You joke a lot, Sage, but thanks for the offer.”

No longer paying attention to him, my eyes scanned the entire club in one go, and I could see the messy sight of sex, whose scent was only being drowned out by cigarettes and alcohol, but the stench of cum was still strong in the air.

“Good old days.” I sighed. “Days when I used to be in my prime.”

“You're barely 26, Sage. Live your life a little,” Adrian said. “You don't get to live twice.”

He didn't have to lecture me about that, but I pretty much knew already that was the absolute truth. “Maybe you should stop being a virgin too, for a start.” I winked, and I could see him blush at the mention of that, making me laugh. “Haha, just as cute as always.”

My eyes left him and then fell on a man seated not far from the corner. He was seated alone with a glass of whiskey in his hands and his eyes settling on mine for a brief second before looking away towards those having sex near him.

He looked dang hot with his shoulder-length hair and his handsome face, but I could tell he was about two decades older than I am, but I didn't mind. “Who's that man?” I asked Adrian, who looked in the direction I was talking about, and the man was already standing from his seat, heading towards the restroom.

“He’s one of our recent regulars. He only comes to drink and leaves after a while, but he seems to be staying for a while today.” He said, turning back to the lady he was attending to, who was obviously trying to flirt with him, but that hot man was still on my mind.

I had to have fun with a much older man, even if it's just once. Theodore was just a year older than I was, and he wasn't even satisfactory in bed at all. I don't even want to talk about it.

I slipped out of my seat with a small gesture to Adrian before heading towards the bathroom, where I had seen him slip into gently. He looked like a calm man, and I doubt the fact that mere seduction would work on him, but I could also be wrong about that. But I had to shoot my shot no matter what.

A restroom was a weird place to seduce one, you can tell me, but who cares? Just let's get a taste of it. My hand reached for the doorknob and twisted it open before sliding in, shutting the door behind me.

I halted at the sight of the handsome, dark-haired, shoulder-length-haired guy with a height of about 6’4 ft. His face was sweaty and his hair glued to his face, making him hot, but that wasn't what I was viewing. His huge, erect, and veiny member was in his hand.

He had his side to me while facing the mirror, and he looked damn hot as he relieved himself. His moans filled the air, making even me aroused. I was here to seduce him, but I didn't expect him to be in the mood for this already. It made me want to jump on him and devour him even more.

“Yes! Fuck!” His words came out low through his moans as he stroked his lengthy and veiny dick faster and harder with his eyes still closed, like he was savoring the sweet pleasure, which I knew he was.

I stood there, my arms folded across my chest, as I watched him while licking my lips slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes, and from the mirror, I could see him stare at me.

“Fuck!” His deep baritone resounded in the room as his eyes moved directly to me. I could see his face red with embarrassment, like a child who had been caught in a bad act. What a cut little boy!

“No need to stop; you looked hot just now.” I said, my voice coming out lower than intended.

I followed his gaze as it roamed through my body, finally settling on my chest, and his cock suddenly grew harder.

“Looks like you want me.”