My Fiancé Ditched Our Engagement for His First Love

The beat vibrates off the walls, and the drinks flow across the tables as fast as the bartenders can make them. They swayed to the rhythm, so sweaty bodies filled the dance floor. Replicas of different light colors sync with the music playing.

I'm a bit drunk, but I still enjoy dancing. I don't even care what the fucked these people will say, and just enjoying my dumb fucking life. Tonight, I will drink a lot like I never have been.

"Miss, are you okay? You look totally tanked up." She caught me because I was about to stumble.

In an instant, I thought I was in heaven when I saw an angelic face, wearing the most respectable piece of clothes I have ever seen in every bar I am with every time I messed up.

She is undeniably stunning, white, of average height, and sexy. I tried to stand up straight, though I was slightly unsteady.

"I'm sorry, Ms., I'm a little groggy, but I can manage," I said as I drank my booze.

"You may need some help. Will you mind if I escorted you?" Her smile was radiant, lighting up her entire face with warmth and joy.

"No, I'm fine, wonderful," full of assurance, I said, as I raised my two hands, nodding my head.

"You don't look fine. Are you with someone? I will take you to them." She proposed, and that is so kind of her, but no.

"Miss, I said I'm okay and not with anyone. I'm fine. You don't need to be bothered by a stranger like me." I resist, trying to act cool.

"No, I insist. Since you are alone, then let's hang out together. I'm all by myself, though." I find it cute.

"Okay, that's great. You are quite pushy, so I guess you win. Let's drink to that." I take a sip of my drink afterward.

"By the way, I'm Ally, and you are?" She asked while I went along with the beat of the music, rocking my body.

"Oh! Me? I'm Hannah. Hannah Spaughton. The only Spaughton here in the Philippines," I said as I shook hands with her and still danced.

I take her to the front bar as I notice her empty-handed.

"Oh, slow down, Hannah, we might fall. Where are you taking me?"

As I ask her, we sit on the vacant chair in the corner of the front bar.

"What do you prefer to drink, Ally? It's my treat for your kindness."

"Maybe Boulevardier will be nice," agreeing to my offer.

"Alright! One boulevardier over here, please, Mr. Bartender, and one more Old Fashioned."

"Hannah, are you sure you can still drink? It may be difficult for you to go home."

"No, I'm good at drinking. Why are you worried? You don't know me." How I wish Billy could be like this, too.

"Of course, coz you are alone, nobody will take you home. What if something might happen to you on the way? You can't drive like this." How sweet... She sounded like she really did care.

"It's fine, Ally, and I did not bring any car because I already planned. I want to get drunk and forget everything here." I said as I touched my chest.

I'm so annoyed with Billy, frustrated, and feel like giving up. I really can't handle her anymore. If I could ignore her, then it wouldn't be hard. What did I see in her? She could be more clumsy and noisy. Almost everyone has become her boyfriend.

"Hey, are you still okay?" When she waved her hand at my face, I was stunned as she was so close to me. I can't deny her beauty.

"I think that's enough, Hannah. Don't finish It." she grabs the drink from my hand and gulps it.

Afterward, I couldn't handle my dizziness, so I suddenly sank into the countertop of the front bar, and I didn't know what the next thing that happened was.

"Oh shit, Hannah, wake up. How am I supposed to carry you, dude?" slightly, hearing those words. I was about to pass out.

[Ally's Point of View]

"Hey, Bro. I'm Ally. What's your name?" I talked with the random guy who walked by near us.

"I'm Zee." He shakes his hand with me.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Zee, but can I ask you a favor? Can you help me bring my friend in the car? Coz she's drunk already."

"No problem. Are you sure only that?" He slightly touches my hand.

I knew what he might be thinking, so I changed my mind and asked the bartender if I could have some assistance from the staff. It's a good thing the team in the bar was kind and trustworthy. They help me carry Hannah to the car.

"Thank you, here take it." I gave some tips as we settled in my car.

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I was driving, and I couldn't bring her home. My dad won't allow me to let someone in the house. I wondered what kind of problem this woman had, letting herself intoxicated.

We ended up checking in at a prestigious hotel near Ortigas. I don't have any choice, and this is the last thing on my mind. I go to the drive-thru hotel named Marco Polo, so it won't be hard to take her to the room. I was at the counter to check in and pay.

"Ms., I need one room with two single beds in it. Here's my card." she smiled, took it, and swiped it.

Finally, we can rest and take some sleep. I'm so disgusted already in my body. Hannah is so drunk, and I let her lie in bed as we reach our room.

The room is big and relaxing. I go to the shower to take a bath. I wondered if I would wipe her with a warm towel, but maybe she would wake up and get mad at me, so I let her be.

I was about to sleep, dimming the light due to fear in the dark. I was lying in bed and suddenly shocked when Hannah abruptly talked and called someone's name.

If I was not mistaken, she's calling out the name Billy. Hannah even stood and walked through me, and I looked at her in astonishment. She leaned, grabbed, and kissed me torridly on the lips.

Her tongue was long, soft, and seemed to move inside vigorously.

"Hey, Hannah, wake up. I am not Billy. What the fucked!" I uttered, confused about what to do. It's okay, and I have nothing to lose, but I'm afraid. She will slap me big time in the morning and put all the blame on me for what happened.

I'm holding her two hands, trying to avoid her. She's too strong, as the spirit of the liquor is still there. She struggled and kept on kissing me. She removed her clothes, hugged me again, and kissed me hard.

I'm just a human being, starting to feel hot, but I swayed her, trying to push her away so many times.

Our bodies almost collided as I felt her soft skin touches mine. Hannah aroused my sleeping soul.

"Billy, you know how much I love you. I can give you myself even a thousand times," She said, believing I was Billy.

She's aggressive and hot, so I was carried away by the fragrance of her body. I kissed her deeply and laid her on the bed, and now I'm on top.

I got rid of my shirt, continued to grab her, put my right hand inside her bra, and began to mash her boobs. I unbuckle her bra and show how big it is. I sucked her left nipple, and she moaned. That was hot and even made me want more. I licked her body from the neck up to down her belly.

I start to take it off her panty first before her skirt. My hand felt her warmth down there, so I ate her deep, and she grabbed my head to push it in more.

I pulled out the last piece that covered her and then returned to the top to kiss her, wild and lustful. She is so hot that I can't resist her.

I slowly entered. My finger was all sucked inside, and I fucked her hard as fast as possible.

The bed was shaking while fucking her, and she moaned even louder. What the hell? She's driving me crazy. I could feel her scratching my back with her nail almost sinking into me.

Fucked, I was about to reach orgasm, so she was as she hugged me more tightly. It was the strangest sensation I had ever felt in my whole life. Shit, that was damn awesome.

[Hannah's Point of View]

"OMG, what the hell am I doing at the hotel?"

Those words were mumbled in my mind when I woke up with no clothes and this strange girl sleeping next to me naked, too. I got panicked and confused, and I couldn't think. I quickly got dressed and left the room.

I'm in trouble.