Oh Oh

I can't remember the last time I was that drunk.

It was really hard for me to assimilate what was happening around me. There were people, drunk people around me and it was hot as hell in this crowded club.

But I was too drunk to care.

The music was loud, making me move my body in the rhythm. I just closed my eyes and surrendered to the moment.

I feel happy and free for the first time in a very long time.

I felt hands sliding down my body, grabbing me by the waist. When I managed to focus on the man, I saw that he was one of the guys who came to our table earlier.

I never bothered to remember their names.

I couldn't focus on much other than that he was tall and his body was strong. My hands wrapped around his neck as I made sure to slide my hands on his biceps. Yes, he has nice muscular hands.

I smiled, starting to dance with him, turning my body with my back to him so that my back is against his chest.

My arms wrapped around his neck, resting my head on his chest while his hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him, his head now in the crook of my neck.

We were both so freaking drunk.

I rubbed my body against his, enjoying the moment until my eyes landed on Maddox.

And he was staring at us with eyes dark as death, his whole jaw was clenched and I can see his hands curled up in a fist.

He was getting out of control and of course, I am drunk enough to think that it would be fun to play with his nerves a little more.

I deviously grinned and without taking my eyes off him, I began to rub my body against those guys behind me, slowly starting to go down in the sexiest way possible without breaking eye contact.

Maddox followed every move, his eyes darkening more and more and his gaze becoming even more murderous while I was enjoying myself way too much. I can feel that the guy behind me was enjoying it as well.

With the same slow and sexy movements, I stood up with an even bigger and more satisfied grin I winked at Maddox before turning my back to him and facing the guys I was dancing with. Without a second thought, I kissed him, closing my eyes and pulling him closer.

The guy pulled my body to him, deepening the kiss but it was nothing of what I expected. He enjoyed the kiss but I didn't. His lips against mine, his hands on my body. Something just doesn't feel right but I still let him deepen the kiss.

And just then my body was roughly pulled back and Maddox was standing in front of me with a look that would make the most fearless man afraid of him. He looked like an animal that would do anything to protect its prey.

His body was tensed and ready for the men in front of him to make one wrong move and that would be enough to end his life.

The guys stayed silent. He was staring with a wide-open eyed full of fear, frozen in place with raised hands.

Maddox then just turned to me, roughly grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the exit of the club leaving the guys in the middle of the drunk crowd still frozen in one place.

Maddox was making his way through the crowd, not caring who is he pushing away. He's furious, to say the least, and I'm more than happy about that so I let him drag me out of the club with a big victorious smile on my face.

I can't say that this kiss was the best I've ever had, but it was definitely worth it to see Maddox's reaction.

After we got out of the club and the fresh air hit my body I felt even dizzier than before.

Okay, I have to stop the alcohol because I can't even remember how much I drank.

Maddox walked fast, pulling me with him, until he stopped in the alley where we parked the car, turning to look at me.

He was breathing deeply and heavily as if he was having a hard time controlling himself, looking down at me with a murderous look "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he glared at me, making the vein in his neck pop out

"I'm having fun" I replied simply, with a big grin on my face.

''Oh, you're having fun?'' he repeated my words, and I nodded.

''Yes''

If he was angry before, he's furious now. He was breathing heavily and I could see his chest rising and falling under the black shirt that hugged his upper body.

"This ain't some fucking game, Allyn" he growled at me and I found it sexy. Okay, no more alcohol for me.

With the same drunk grin on my face, I approached him, standing face to face as he was looking down at me.

We are close to each other and no one was taking a step back.

I could feel his breath spilling over my face, I could smell his perfume, making me even drunker than I was already. I can feel his closeness and ai gate myself for wanting more of it.

"It is for me" I muttered under my breath, looking up at him and rising my brows challenging him.

If someone can see us now, we are probably very ridiculous.

Both of us stood in the middle of a dark street against each other, without touching, staring straight into each other's eyes.

"You're Angelo's future wife" he reminded me through gritted teeth "You can't do this shits"

"Future wife, you said it yourself" I snapped "Right now I'm nobody's wife and I have every right to do whatever the fuck I want"

Without thinking I gathered the courage and placed my hands on his chest which made us both hold our breath from the contact. His skin, even though his shirt was stopping me I can still feel his skin against my touch and his body itself was perfectly built and so pleasurable to touch.

His pulse quickened as he looked down at my hands touching him, but did nothing to stop me. I could feel how turned on I was by one fucking touch and how much more I want to do now that I already felt his skin against my hands. It's fucking adding.

I rose slightly on my tiptoes so that I was now even closer to him and our lips were almost touching.

We were both in trance looking at each other's lips, breathing heavily with my hands on his chest. I can feel my hands and my whole damn body shaking under his influence.

Shit, alcohol makes me do things that I will never think about doing sober.

I curled up my lips in a smile, tilting my head to one side, still using his chest for support.

"If you wanted me to kiss you instead, you could've just said so" I whispered against his lips with a grin on my face, feeling how much self-control he needed in this situation.

And I thought that was the moment I will feel his lips against mine like I just dreamed about so many times since I met him.

But what he did was push me away from him, leaving me completely shocked.

"You're drunk" he said avoiding my eyes "Get in the fucking car Allyn"

And that was all he said.

He didn't even open the door for me. Nothing.

I took a deep breath, even though his rejection was eating me from the inside, and just got in the car, ashamed and defeated.

And he drove off in complete silence.

Nothing but this fucking storm that was raging inside me.