The long night with a stranger

A black shiny limousine stopped right in front of the Pub. The chauffeur came out of the limo and opened the back seat door.

A pair of black shiny shoes could be seen stepping out of the car and then out of it, came a tall silhouette figure, he's putting on a black shade.

"You can leave. When I'm done, you'll get informed" His hoarsely voice sounded.

As he walked into the pub, all eyes fixed on him.

His curly short hair, chocolate brown eyes, pointed nose, pale skin, red lip, tall and strong, a face that held roughness of a man, walk that displayed arrogance of wealth. Broad shoulders tampered in perfectly built abs, the black suit is nothing but a fabric that appeared as a pompous invitation for a magnificent show.

His name is Davis Del Rio.

His dressing code wasn't for a pub and one might think he came here mistakingly. He walked to the counter top and ordered for a bear. He squeezed his way past the people dancing and went to a corner.

His eyes roaming round the place as he drank from his bottle of bear.

And then she saw her.

She's illegally pretty that one

would think she fell from the sky. Her moon shadow-black hair, enticing constellation-blue eyes, Her imp-thin body and her puffy heart shaped lips were enough to make one think she's an angel.

The angel had her eyes closed and was leaning on the table. She was with a tipsy but pretty look. When the rotating spotlight shone on her from time to time, she looked attractive that his face was just like the perfect side profile of a comic books.

His eyes glowed and after a glimpse, he stood up then held the bottle of red wine.

He didn't take his eyes off her as he walked up to her.

"I bet that you need a ride to heaven" he taunted when he got to her. Samantha slowly raised her head up.

She was momentarily stunned. She admire his clean, somber eye brows and exquisite nose bridge. She groaned and averted her eyes from him.

How rude of his approach!

"What about I'll give you a ride to hell, you motherfucker!" She retorted.

Then, a smile slowly crept on his face.

He tossed her a bottle of wine. She rolled her eyes and ignored him.

"Don't drink too much. You'll feel uncomfortable if you do" he said.

Samantha laughed sparingly. He tossed her a bottle of wine a moment ago and now, he's advising her not to drink too much.

How insane!

"Get lost. You're such an eyesore here" she yelled. The music was loud enough so no one could hear.

"Are you done?. Lemme tell you my story. My girlfriend ditched me a month to our wedding"

He said.

She gaped.

"What sort of a shitty plot twist is this" she thought.

She was in a state of disbelief. She trembled and glanced.

"Here, have it" he offered her a bottle of his red wine. She took it and clutched the wine bottle.

"Hah.

She forced a smile.

"What's your story?" He asked.

"I'm getting married to someone i barely know. More like a business......

Towards the end of her sentence, she began to choke. Holding the bottle, she took a few gulps of wine and tasted her tears in her mouth as well.

At that moment, she started feeling a little dizzy.

"Pathetic story i guessed" he muttered, watching her slowly.

She remained uncannily quiet for a moment before she burst out laughing. She stopped and face him.

The whole world paused at a second as they both stared at each other.

"I got to go" She broke the silence. She grimaced again and thanked him for engaging her in a brief conversation. A little burden was lifted away.

She looked around and swaggered to leave. Her vision became blurry and before she knew it, she fainted.