The Billionaire's Perfect Mistake

Azalea's POV

‘Act like Rose. Be like Rose…be Rose.' were the only words that rang in my head as I watched Lara go into the club, gesturing for me to walk forward and join her.

With a deep nervous breath, I walked in after showing the bouncer my ID. I was immediately drowned by music and the stench of sweat and alcohol as I walked in.

The club was louder than I thought it would be. Even louder than the ones showed in the movies.

I adjusted my short summer dress and used a hand to pat my hair that was packed in a messy bun above my head. I felt extremely awkward and out of place, mainly because this was my first time in a club, and because it felt as if all eyes were on me.

I was not a confident person at all, that’s one of the reasons I was here, because I wanted to play pretend, I wanted to fool myself into thinking I could be the same as everyone, especially Rose, my sister.

“Here, have this," Lara, my best friend said, handing me a small glass cup filled with a content I couldn't recognize.

I took it from her hand, turning the drink around to know what it contained but ended up clueless.

Shrugging, I gulped the liquid content down, immediately gagging as the toxic thing touched my tongue. The smell of the drink went straight to my nostrils, irritating me and making me scrunch my nose up.

I wasn't sure which was worse, the smell or the taste.

“What was that?" I asked with a glare, raising my voice up so that she'd hear me above the loud sound of meaningless beats people were dancing too.

“Ouzo, baby," she laughed, showing me her tongue in a mocking way.

My hands immediately moved to my nose, even more disgusted than I was before. “It is disgusting." I gagged.

Lara sighed, straightening my sloshed stance up. “Loosen up, babe. Have you forgotten you came here to have fun? You already ruined your chances of meeting a hunk by dressing like a nun. Don't ruin your chance of having a great night. Remember the plan is to have as much fun as you should without your parents and your evil sister choking you. Don't ruin it, Lea."

I nodded my head in agreement, determined to not allow anything to stop me from having fun like I should. Tonight is the night I would be forcing myself out of my shell.

“Get me another drink, Lara."

Lara squealed, practically bouncing out of my presence to get me another dose of toxic alcohol poison.

I felt arms wrap around me and I immediately jerk them off, turning around to glare at whoever the person was.

“Hey, baby. I can tell you're new here. Haven't been to a club before, sexy?

I just stared at him, unsure of what to say.

"How about I help you get comfortable? You need to loosen up, damsel. You're chasing all the nice vibe away with your grumpiness." The blonde head man smiled, taking my hands and forcing me to dance in line with the beat playing.

I snatched my hands away from his hold, getting irritated. “No, thank you. I'm perfectly fine. My friend is here, she'll make sure I have fun."

“Feisty, ain't we? I hope you will be aggressive in bed too. Maybe you can ask your friend to join us, so we can make it a threesome." The lunatic chuckled, taking a hold of my waist tightly.

Ew!

“Let me go, you pervert!" I hissed through gritted teeth, trying to pray him off me.

My struggles were useless as his grip on my waist tightened in an iron grip.

He began leading me out of the club while I struggled against his arm, my voice being drowned away by the music.

Everybody in the club was either too intoxicated to hear my plight or just too into their good time to pay attention to an awkwardly dressed girl being kidnapped by a stranger with weird vibes.

Oh, God! This couldn't be happening the first time I decided to have fun.

“Azalea," Lara's voice yelled directly next to me, great panic in her eyes. Her angry gaze shifted from mine to the man's, sending him daggers with her eyes. “Let go of my friend or you wouldn't like what I'd do to you, creep." She threatened.

Her eyes displayed murder but her height gave her away. Lara was on the short side, and she was extremely pretty which meant that no matter how hard she tried, she could never look as intimidating or angry as others would.

The man chuckled, blatantly ignoring Lara and continuing to drag me off, going through the back side of the club, the sound of the music reducing the further we walked. “You can join us if you want, princess. You can't let your friend have all the fun."

“The young lady asked you to stop. Didn't you hear her or you'd like the cops to explain what that statement meant?" The voice of a man came to my rescue, halting the steps of the potential rapist.

“Who the hell are you?" My kidnapper asked, his grip on me tightened so much that his nails dug into my skin.

“Someone who would make your life completely miserable if you don't let go of the young lady this instant." My saviour replied.

You know what they say about knight in shining armor and how they always come right on time. Yeah, mine was right here at the perfect time.

The man holding me released me, raising his hands up in surrender and sneering at me. “Whatever. She isn't that hot anyway. She probably wouldn't be a good fuck."

He walked away, hitting Lara and making her send curses his way.

I turned around, ready to thank the man that saved me from almost getting raped when my breath gets knocked out of me, he was breathtaking and gorgeous, I didn't even had the right words to describe how handsome he was.

My words instantly got stuck in my throat and I simply gaped at him like a fish out of water.

“Are you okay, miss?" His husky voice resounded in my ear like a sermon.

Lara nudged me, nodding to the man who was standing, waiting for my reply.

I'm still staring at him starstruck when I answered “Yes…yes…I am. Thank you so much."

“I hope he didn't touch you in any way? I can help deal with him."

I nodded my head, my voice betraying me.

“I'm glad you're fine. Let me buy you a drink."

I wanted to jump at the opportunity but then I remembered that I wasn't alone. “I would really love to but I can't. I'm here with my friend and I don't want her to be alo…"

“I'm not alone." Lara yelled, cutting me off. “I am with some friends from work. You both should go ahead and have fun." She finished with a mischievous smirk.

As I walked back to the bar with the handsome stranger, I looked over my shoulder, and Lara sent me a thumbs up, mouthing at me to make sure I have a good time with the stranger.