MY NEW HR IS THE MAN I SLEPT WITH.

Chapter 1.

BITCH TO THE CLUB.

JANE'S POV.

I was drunk, but I could feel his stare on me before I saw his face. It was like he could see the inside of my soul, the intensity of his stare bore deeply into me as I swayed my hips to the sound of the music.

I turned, slowly, to look at the man who had made me a mess without even doing anything, and words could not describe the man that I saw.

His face, carved perfectly, dim light reflecting on him. He was seated on a bar stool a little far from where I was rocking myself, his face looked calm from the first stare, but I could see his eyes roam over me, tearing my dress off my body with his eyes.

He was examining me, I noticed.

I held my breath like a model in a beauty contest waiting for the judge's remark to know whether to go home empty or with a trophy.

Suddenly, he smiled at me.

His smile was something I didn't expect. It was like a strong wave of want hit me. This man was beautiful and nothing came closer to him than his beauty.

"Come over," His deep husky voice spoke and I saw myself taking shaky steps towards him.

"Whine your waist for me." He said again.

He spoke as if he expected every word that came out of his mouth to be obeyed.

On a normal day, that could have been a deal breaker for me, cause, why would I listen to a man when one just broke me? That was crazy, but I think I was too far gone to care about who I was.

I was dreadfully drunk from the amount of alcohol I took today and also from the beautiful man seated in front of me.

I started by swaying my hips, and then, I came closer to him, dragging his shirt for him to stand.

He stood and I couldn't believe how tall he was.

I felt a little intimidated by his height at that point but when his hands snaked around my waist, every thought vanished from me.

"Turn around," He commanded again and again. I did just that, like I was controlled.

We danced a little bit, with me grinding on him and I could feel something poking me from behind.

"Are you nervous?" He asked me and I shook my head.

"Did I look nervous?" I asked him back, but he did not reply to my question.

'Was he already bored?' The thought came to my head.

I didn't know my conviction at that moment, but I didn't want this man to be disappointed by whatever I was to do to him, so I tried harder, bringing up every dance step that I didn't know I had in me.

Finally, he was where I wanted him to be.... just in the same position as I was.

I heard him groan before he put his mouth near my ear.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He whispered.

I shook my body in response to him, "No, I just..." I started to explain but he shut me up. He turned me over to him aggressively and kissed me.

"Can we go somewhere else?" He asked, his voice almost pleading at the moment.

At this point, I didn't know what I was doing anymore. Tonight was about making everything all about me.

But this stranger was here, asking me to go somewhere with him and I was seriously considering it.

This was all of Ben's fault, my boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend?

Well, if he could cheat, why couldn't I let go for a night? A one-night stand was something I needed now, and that was what I was getting.

......Some hours ago......

"Isn't that Ben?" My friend, Sarah asked me as we walked back from work.

"It can't be him. He said he was tired from our departmental work and took a day's leave," I said, looking at the shadows that looked a great deal like my boyfriend of three months.

We saw the person taking a sharp corner which led to a lonely road, and Sarah grabbed my hand before running towards where the person went through, "Let's just follow him then," She said.

The only lights shining on the path where we entered were from the streetlight as we followed the oblivious guy.

We halted when we saw a girl, probably his girlfriend waiting for him with outstretched hands.

"I told you that it was not him," I said to Sarah with my heart so calm with deep trust for my boyfriend.

As if the guy noticed that we were behind him, he turned his head and a familiar face stared at me.

He was Ben. My Ben.

Our eyes met in the darkness and I forced myself to believe that he had a reasonable explanation for this.

Wasn't he supposed to be at home bedridden because he was tired?

My heart split when Ben turned his back on me and continued with the girl with him as if he didn't know me.

'Maybe that is his sister, or.... or.... his new best friend whom I don't know yet, yeah?' I thought to myself frightfully, hoping I was right.

But my heart completely shattered when he gave the girl an intimate hug like he always gave me.

Didn't he care that I found out that he was cheating, or was I the one that he was cheating with because the girl looked all too comfortable in his arms?

Now, the thoughts of everything were coming back to me. How he didn't like us acting all lovey-dovey in public, or how he never introduced me to any of his friends, even after three months of being in a more or less secret relationship with him.

"Let's go," Sarah said to me but I remained standing.

"Jane, let's go. He is not worth it." She repeated and this time around, I allowed her to pull me with her.

"Let's go out of here to maybe a club," She said to me as soon as we entered our house which was close by.

"Where are we going? I'm ready," Hannah, our flatmate said to Sarah, coming out of her room to go to the kitchen.

"I'm not in the mood," I said to them, already getting rid of my clothes tearfully.

"What happened?" Hannah asked, coming down from her bed.

"That bastard, Ben, the dog, broke her heart," Sarah said before I could respond.

I liked the sound of the name. Bastard, it fitted him perfectly.

"So what do you want to do, sit down on your bed and cry like a bitch? Hell no. You are going to dress up like a bitch you are and go have some fun." Hannah said.

She always spoke her mind.

"That's what I'm talking about." Sarah agreed with her.

"You better dress up or I will help you out of your dress to a worse one," Hannah said.

I was already seated on my bed, so I ignored her.

"You leave me with no choice." She said when I didn't budge.

Sarah and Hannah looked at themselves before they came dragging me out of bed.

"You are going to put on the sluttiest dress ever," Hannah said to me.

.....

And here I was.