Chapter 2

Fernandez Tiguan had just gotten scolded by his father when he barged out of the house. To him, nagging and shouting was totally unnecessary. He was a grown man and could take care of his business, life and scrotum. He didn't need counseling nor did he ask for it. He ran to the car park and opened his car when he saw his father come up behind him.

"Listen to me, Fernandez. You have to do as your mother and I have discussed. Stop being on all the cover of these blogs. Stop giving them headlines. Can't you just get a girl to settle down with and stop all these nonsense!" His father said with a loud tone.

Fernandez wasn't having it anymore. He got into his Ferrari and immediately started the engine.

"I'll talk to you when I see you father. For now, goodnight" he said as he slammed the door in his father's face. He turned on his headlight, took one deep breath as he drew his seat belt to himself, clicked it in and drove out. From his side mirror, he could see his father still talking. He didn't bother to hear anything as he immed drew his window glass up and drove off. Once he was far off from their house, he parked somewhere.

His father was asking him to settle down. To find a bride. To start a family. His father was constantly reminding him of how he was growing old and all those sorts of things but Fernandez was not that kind of man. Ever Since he got his heart broken by Angelina, he swore never to fall for a woman again—NEVER EVER!

His only rule in life was to have fun with as many women as he could find and never get attached. If he had ever found himself getting attached, he would block her off. With another deep breath, Fernandez tried to clear his mind of his father's 'negative energy', when he was sure he was okay, he decided to go somewhere lively. To fully drive away the bad energy.

"A club would be great. The Santos Alama Club" he said to himself with a smile. Fernandez liked that club and He always went there because Santos Alama was close to a college. College girls always came around there to have 'fun'––––which was good for him, fun meant much sex with no strings attached. Yippee!!

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At that moment, Fernandez was now seated in the club opposite Amelia. Amelia gasped as she saw the beautiful man who was staring at her. He looked like a Roman god on earth as she looked at him from head to toe. Amelia opened her eyes wide as she watched the elegant man flash her a smile. He was a man with pale skin which seemed to glow as though he was a vampire. He had on him an all black suit which seemed to fit him perfectly and while he smiled at Amelia, he took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. His best features were all glaring at her. His face had a chiseled jawline. He had blue eyes and kissable lips. Amelia saw his toned muscles. Her eyes traced out his biceps also as they were huge and looked like they were about to rip his shirt's sleeve open. His chest looked amazing too as it rose and fell. Amelia could see the lining of his abs from where she sat. She swallowed hard. 

Amelia was still trying to process the beauty of the man she had just seen when their eyes met and he winked at her. She almost fainted but she held herself together. She didn't want to seem like she hadn't met beautiful men before and so she decided to look away. Amelia turned back to the celebrant and focused on her. Chloe and the girls were now fully drunk and almost naked but to Amelia, it was better to stare at them than to make eye contact with that Roman god. She sat still looking.

Amelia was still looking at them and soon started sipping her drink when she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was soft and a little cold as it touched her. She immediately looked up to see who it was when she realized it was the stranger from opposite her table. The Roman God. 

"Hi! I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you look and how you have no one to keep you company. Mind if we dance?" He said politely. His voice was deep and velvety. It took all power in Amelia not to want to pee in her pants.

She wanted to refuse but then her friends caught her talking to him and started to cheer her and so she followed him. Ameila stood up, took his hands and followed him to the dance floor. They were almost getting to the dance floor when the beautiful man leaned into Amelia and whispered, "My name is Fernandez. What's your name"

"Amelia"

"Oh nice. Cool name." He flashed her another heart melting smile that weakened Amelia in the knees.

"Amelia.. Can I get you a drink?" He asked in a low tone. Amelia looked to her friends who were no longer looking at her and then she looked back at him, ".. but I just drank" she said nicely.

"It shouldn't matter. It's just one drink, besides, I would love to dance with you. Nobody dances with a clear head. Come on" he said as he slowly slid his hands behind her, on her lower back and rubbed on it gently. His touch sent electric shocks down to her brain and without knowing, Amelia agreed.

Fernandez left her and soon came back with two glasses of wine. He handed one over to her and took one and then bent over to her ear and whispered, "let's dance". Amelia nodded and followed him. 

They were on the dance floor, dancing as they also drank. Amelia acted stiff at first because she was very conscious of her body and everyone around them but soon, the drink started to kick in and she started to lose control of herself. She was now carefree as she started to display her dance moves on the dance floor.

Fernandez too started to dance too. Together, they started to dance freely. They were having a fun time until Fernandez started to make a move. He got closer to her as he leaned in and was breathing on her neck. Amelia started to feel different. She had never felt anything like that before.

Next, Fernandez hugged her as he pulled her close to him. He dropped his hands slowly until they were at her bottom. When he got there, he grabbed them slowly and started to shake them. Amelia's eyes widened in shock as she felt his hands down there but she didn't push him away. She was enjoying it. Amelia lifted her head up as she took in a deep breath and unexpectedly, he kissed her on her neck and started to lick her skin. The feeling was ecstatic for Amelia. It was her first time and soon, her legs started to shake.

"Are you alright?" He stopped as he stood up straight. He had noticed she was shaking. "Is something wrong? Is it the air conditioner?" He asked with his deep voice. Amelia shook her head. She couldn't bring herself to tell him the actual reason why. She simply shook her head again and said nothing.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked her as he smiled at her too. Amelia nodded. She wasn't lying. That was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

"If you're really enjoying my touch that much, how about I show you how better I can be at this? " He said to her with a smirk and a wink. Amelia took a deep breath and waited to hear his next words.

"How about we go get a place and get down together?" 

"I don't think I understand you very well," she said with a raised eyebrow. Fernandez smiled and then leaned in closer to her as he whispered, "I want to fuck you. Let's go fuck ourselves"

Amelia couldn't breath anymore.