Chapter 35: [35] MUSCULAR HAND.

What I felt my body against feels so soft and comfy that I felt like dwelling on it forever. I roll around on whatever I am on right now, wait a minute!. Ain't I supposed to be at the club? Drinking shit with Thompson and co. Maybe I am in the club now I frown in my thoughts and use my hand to move the big, big what? I asked myself and felt my body burning from insufficient air.

Stay put Lara, don't freak out, not yet. Just check whether you're putting on something. I tell myself trying to calm my anxious mind. I slid my hand through a heavy fabric and pushed the fabric off my body. fuck! I feel almost naked...! Did I end up in an old creepy man's bed last night? Fuck!

Jeez! Lara what have you done! I groan with my eyes still closed as the image of what happened or might have happened in the club started to display in my head. I don't wanna open my eyes! God, have I been Raped? No no...no such shit I say when I realized that the big whatever was a blanket and I'm on a bed. How could that be?. bed, blanket, club. How? Is that drink still affecting my head?.

I flipped my eyes open as I couldn't push the irritating thoughts to the back of my mind. I feel tensed taking in the wallpapers in the room. This must be a gangster's bedroom I say and quickly grab my heel that was laying on the floor beside the big bed.

I raise the heel above my head and quietly push the door behind me. I walked down the small hallway and stopped when I heard a low humming coming from a door that is half-open.

The humming sound gets closer, as I walk towards the open door. The voice made me realize that the bearer of the voice might not be an old man after all. with his voice that could hardly be heard being so pleasant to my ear that I find myself thinking how nice it would feel to have him sing my favorite song for me.

I looked around carefully making sure I wasn't walking into a lion's den and pulled down the male shirt I'm wearing, (Still not sure how I get in those) making sure it covers my body well before walking in. Then, I find myself walking in a bathroom.

Lara, I think you should just go back inside, take your clothes and get the hell out of this place ". My subconscious chimed in my troubled mind but I ignored it and walked closer to the white curtains that barely covered the naked feature, in the shower.

I didn't know how I managed to tear my eyes from the hot gorgeous body in the shower but I think I did it either by magic or something else. I hit myself so hard on the head trying to hit back the senses that seemed to be far away from me.

I turned to the wall and placed my hand on my chest that is now beating faster and loud, it could be heard from a hundred meters away. "I should really get the hell out of here". I breath and nod foolishly and made an attempt to walk away but was stopped by a muscular hand that grabbed mine.

comment 0 comment

Vote

SEND GIFT

next chapter

Load failed, please RETRY