Chapter 8

Celestia × Narrator~

“I'm fine.”

I stepped out of the room, not wanting to think about the nightmare I just had. Derek had tried to be nosy, but I didn’t want to talk about it. Especially when he had spent the night out fucking other women. The bastard.

“I just need to get away for a little while,” I muttered to myself as I quickly walked down the hallway.

“Hey, where are you going?” Derek called after me, his voice harsh and biting. I walked even faster.

“Just… somewhere!” I shouted back, not even bothering to look at him. “Just leave me alone!”

“Celestia , wait!” he said, trying to catch up.

“Fuck off, Derek!” I yelled, pushing the door open and stepping outside. I knew I shouldn’t have reacted that way, but the frustration bubbled up. I didn’t want to talk about my stupid nightmare or my father. I just wanted to leave before I punched the cheating bastard in the face.

“What am I doing?” I thought, trying to catch my breath. “I can’t keep up with this shit.”

But instead of turning back, I kept walking until I got a cab.

“Nollaxia”

I had heard about it sometime back and it was the heart of the city with all the hustle bustle. It was also the biggest club in Vegas

As I approached the entrance, a bouncer nodded at me.

“Your business here ma'am?”

“Fun and some other things in between”

“Well,you look ready to have some fun.” he said with a smile.

Once inside, I was immediately caught up in the music. People were dancing everywhere, their bodies moving to the beat. I felt the tension from earlier begin to melt off. “Maybe this is what I need,” I said to myself, pushing my way further into the crowd. To hell with the bastard anyway. I didn't want to hang around him if he was too busy fucking other ladies.

****

Meanwhile, Derek stood outside the hotel, still bothered as to why Celestia had left all of a sudden. When he was informed that she wasn’t coming back and had gotten into a cab, worry settled in. “Damn it!” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “She shouldn’t be out here alone.”

He quickly pulled out his phone. “I need the guards,” he said into the phone. “Have them follow Celestia . She’s left the hotel, and I want to make sure she’s safe.”

“Do we follow her into the club sir?” the guard asked

“Yes, I’m sure!” Derek snapped. “Just follow her, but keep it discreet. Don’t let her know. I want to ensure she doesn’t get into any sort of drama. Is that clear?”

“Understood. We’ll watch her from a distance,” the guard confirmed before hanging up.

****

Someone bumped into me, and I turned to see a group of girls laughing and dancing. “Hey! Join us!” One of them shouted over the music, pulling me along with them.

Before I knew it, we all made our way to the stage. The DJ announced, “Next up, we’ve got a special dance!”

“Why not?” I thought, excitement bubbling up. “Let’s pull this dance floor apart!”

I climbed onto the stage, the crowd cheering around me. I began to dance, letting the music take control of my body. I didn't need all the stress this evening.

“This is what I needed!” I yelled.

As I danced, I noticed faces in the crowd, including some guys who were watching closely. One of them, a tall guy with dark hair, flashed me a charming smile. I couldn’t help but smile back. He was cute.

“What’s your name?” he shouted over the music.

“Lena!” I replied, I didn’t want to be Celestia today. It was better if I didn't give my real name.

“Let’s dance!” he called, gesturing for me to join him.

I shook my head playfully. “You’ll have to keep up!” I challenged, grinning at him.

***

Back at the house, Derek paced nervously. “Where could she have gone?” he muttered, looking around. “She should be safe inside.”

After a few minutes, he received a call from the guard he had sent. “Sir, we’ve located Celestia . She’s at a club called Nollaxia,” the guard reported.

“Keep an eye on her,” Derek instructed, his tone broody. “And call me if anything seems off.”

“Yes, sir. We’re watching her closely. Don’t worry,” the guard assured him before hanging up.

***

At the club, my feet hurt but I kicked off my shoes. I wasn't ready to stop for the night just yet.

“Show them what you’ve got, Lena!” one of the girls shouted from the side. How she got to know my name, I had no idea. I cat walked to the pole and spun around it.

“Go gurlllll!”

I grinned at them and did another twirl on the pole. “Let’s go!” I shouted back, performing moves that were perfect. All those years spent working in the club weren't going to waste.

I caught sight of the guy who had been watching me earlier. He approached again. This time, his face was flushed and he was definitely drunk. He was leaning against the stage. “You dance really well!” he grinned as he took a sip from his drink.

“Thanks!” I said, catching my breath. “I just love to have fun!”

“You definitely have a knack for it,” he replied, his smile warm. “What brings you out here?”

Was he trying to play mysterious? I could match him for that.

“Just needed a break from everything! Sometimes you just have to get away,” I explained.

“I get that. Wanna dance with me on the floor?” he asked, extending a hand.

“Only if you're good enough to keep up. I've been here and the spotlight is all mine. I told you that earlier and I'm saying it again.”

He grinned at me and he held his gaze at my chest.

“I'm very sure I can. Now, how about I take you to the dance floor and we'll find out.”

Well then, I had nothing to loose.