Chapter Five : The Sin In His Touch

RIVER

I wake up with a really bad headache. I kick my feet in the air angrily and grip the bedsheets tight as I sit up.

Then the question hits me? How did I get home?

As if on clue, Blue walks in at the same time and hands me a coffee mug.

She nods at me and ushers me to gulp down the hot coffee before speaking.

"You were really an handful last night." Blue shakes her head gravely, "you threw up all over his body and trust me it was a real mess."

I gasp, freezing when I remember last night.

How I kept singing heartbreak songs as I hold unto him, my head resting on his broad and he zoooms off on his bike.

But the disaster takes place when he lifts me off the bike and scoop me in his arms like a bride and…..

"Fuck! Fuck! Jesus." I exclaim, palming my hands through my disheveled hair.

"I might want to ask how he found you but no," she chuckles and shrugs, "I know he found you getting yourself wasted on the streets. Stop being hard on yourself, River, is that too much to ask?"

I scoff and look away, balling my fists.

"Don't say such words, Blue. You of all people should know how worse of a ill luck I am."

She moves closer and place her hands on my shoulders.

"You're going too far, Riv, and it's becoming too extreme. You'll be fine but that's only if you'd forget about that scumbag and move on."

The corner of my mouth raise in a snicker and I fold my arms, looking up.

"Tell me how to stop thinking about him." I don't know when my tears resume.

Blue pulls me into a firm hug, her hands patting my hair.

"Maybe a night at the club could change everything." She says and I frown, wondering if I heard her well.

We break from the hug and she shrugs as I throw a confused frown at her.

"Are you serious right now, Blue?" She nods and holds my hand, rubbing the back of it.

"Yeah, clubbing can ease your pain. You know getting funky and all that, drinking away your sorrows."

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9PM, Spiral Clubhouse

I swear that I really didn't agree with Blue in the first place but now, here I am, cladded in a revealing dress that barely reaches my knee.

My stomach churn as we scurry our way in through the crowd.

I really have a bad feeling about this but at the gulp of a tequila shot, my insecurities sink and I continue to drink irresponsibly— gulping down glass after glass.

My eyes are shut while I dance crazily to the music. I scream, throwing my hands in the air and swinging my small waist, indeed I needed this.

Blue was right.

I cringe when I feel someone behind me, their hands wrapped around my waist.

My eyes almost pop out of my sockets when I see Orion. I try to push him off but he doesn't bulge.

I look around and Blue is nowhere to be found.  

"Wh….what are you doing?" I stutter, "are you stalking me?" I scream amidst the loud music and he chuckles.

"Is it a crime to do?" He scoffs, his fingers sliding along my body then he grabs my chin and makes me look at him, "you have been dancing like a sexy ballerina, how can I possibly resist you?" His hand moves down my back and I turn to ice when he smooches my ass.

"W….what the hell!" I yell at him, "move away or I'll kill you." I threaten but he doesn't let go but scoops me in his arms instead.

He carries me to another section of the bar which is more silent then he makes me sit on his laps.

I flash him an hateful glare but he returns it with a sinister smile.

"I never expected to meet you here, milady." He grins, an evil smirk glowing beneath his silver eyes. "What can you offer me tonight? Your sexy body intoxicates me and I can't help it."

"You're drunk." I say, snapping his chest but he holds my hands in a firm grasp before crashing his lips on me.

My mind screams at him to push him away and escape but I find myself craving more of him.

My wolf also purrs and I'm met with great confusion. Why do I react this way and why did he keep concealing his scent?

He breaks from the kiss and my face fall on his, the bridge of our noses touching.

My breath is ragged and my eyes are fixed on his full pink lips which are tempting and difficult to resist.

"You didn't even show gratitude for helping you and it's rude?" He pulls down the zipper of my dress and as air hits my skin, I feel goosebumps spread across my skin. "I….want to pay you back for that rudeness, milady."

His touch is like vice and his sexiness cloud my senses like doom.

I can feel him beneath me as he pushes my waist into his body.

I can't fight his dominance and all I do is bask in his possessiveness.