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Kapitel 49: BAT CAVE

𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙝'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑:

It was such a magical night. I lost track of the number of shots I drank. Cece almost pushed me to dance with Rocky. I have never danced with semi-naked guys in a strip club before. 

It is fun. Why didn't I try this before? Just then the doors opened and some strangers got inside. I had no idea who they were. But those people were blinding my eyes with their flash cameras. 

I turned away from them rested my head on Rocky's bare chest. " Tell them to go away, I want to party," I said to him.  

" Oh Fuck! Hannah, don't look back at them. They must be the paparazzi. How did they even find you here?" he said.

Paparazzi? Why would they take my pictures? I'm not a celebrity! It took a while to realize that I'm Liam Eaton's finance. 

All my euphoria suddenly vanished. They have taken pictures of dancing. Liam is going to see this. Oh my God! He is going to be so mad at me. 

" Don't panic Hannah. I'll take you somewhere safe," he said. We both walked away from the stage and went inside the dressing room.

I felt like I wanted to throw up. What am I going to do now? This can't be happening! I started to cry helplessly. How am I going to fix this?

" Hannah, dear. Stop crying! This is not a big deal. You are just having a Bachelorette Party," he said. He came close to me and cupped my face with his hands. With his thumb finger, he stroked my cheeks and wiped my tears. 

" But Liam told me not to embarrass myself in front of paparazzi," I muttered. 

" Darling, stop overthinking. You did not embarrass yourself," he said and kissed my lips. 

It was too late to stop him. His grip on me was so strong that I wasn't able to do anything as he kissed me fiercely. After that everything happened so fast. The door of the dressing room slammed opened and a swarm of paparazzi entered. 

They started clicking their cameras and one was even capturing a video of us. After a while, he pulled away from me. 

" Is this your new boyfriend?" questioned one of the paparazzi. 

" Is your engagement off with Liam Eaton because you found love with a stripper?" asked another one. 

" You people are disgusting," I screamed. " I'm just having my private Bachelorette party here. You all have no right to invade my privacy like this."

" Miss. Patterson. Do you need privacy to make out with your new boyfriend who is only wearing a thong?" asked a young lady who looked like a supermodel. It was Roxy! So this is all a setup by her? 

" Roxy, you slut! How dare you?" I howled at her. I was about to punch her in the face but someone from the crowd blocked me from doing it. It was Cece! 

" Calm down, Hannah. Don't lose your cool anymore. Let's leave this place," she said.

" But Roxy did this."

" Hannah, it doesn't matter anymore. Let us get the fuck out of here." 

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It took us almost fifteen minutes to come out of the dressing room. The paparazzi still followed us, but Cece found the back door exit which led straight to the parking lot.  

She handed me her car keys. " Take my car and go to the mansion. Liam must have returned by now. I'll make sure that they don't follow you to the parking lot," she said.

I clutched the car keys in my hand and sprinted to the parking lot. I was too drunk to remember where she parked her car. I felt like the whole world around me was shattering as I looked at the person who was standing in front of me. 

" Liam, How did you get here?"I squealed and tried to hug him but he pushed me away. 

" I told you that paparazzi will follow you if you go out. I asked you to not do this only one thing. But you just ended up doing it."

" Liam, listen to me. We were having a nice bachelorette party. No one followed us. It was your escort Roxy who set this up. She was among the paparazzi. She did this!" 

I thought he would embrace me as I started sobbing. But he didn't. His gaze had no warmth. " You know what, Roxy is so much better than you. She might be a slut but she is also a photographer in her free time. But you are a full-time slut."

If he had shot me in my head I would have felt less pain. " Am I slut?" I whined.

" Stop acting! I saw everything that you did. It's all over social media. I saw how you were clinging to a stripper in front of paparazzi. He had his tongue down your throat."

" But it's my Bachelorette party. I was just dancing and drinking. And I didn't kiss him. He kissed me. I tried to push him but I couldn't do it. He was so strong!"

" I can understand your urges and I know you were drunk. But were you not turned off when the paparazzi showed up? You embarrassed me so badly today. As we speak, the media are already writing articles about how Liam Eaton's fiance got drunk and kissed a stripper. I have never felt so humiliated like this." 

" Why are you blaming me for this? You should be blaming the stripper who kissed me against my will."

He paused for a second before started speaking. " Because I think you liked it. I saw the way you looked at him. I'm so hurt by you today, Hannah! I opened up my heart to you. Never in a million years did I thought that I would fall in love with someone. You made me fall for you. But you broke my heart today. I feel so stupid for believing in fictional things like love. Lust is the only true thing, isn't it?"

" No, Liam. You are the only person I love. Please trust me." I tried to grab his hand but he took a step away from me. 

" I don't know what is real anymore. Just go and enjoy your bachelorette party," he said and walked away. I tried to run behind him but I couldn't catch up to his speed. 

My head started spinning but I didn't care. I can't lose Liam. " Please don't leave me," I screamed out with all the energy that was left in my body. 

That is the last thing I remember before I fell unconscious on the ground. 

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I woke up to the noise of birds chirping. I could hear the sounds of sea waves crashing on the shore. Where the hell am I? 

I was shocked to see that I wearing a bathrobe. Where did my clothes go? I tried to recollect what happened last night. But I couldn't remember a damn thing.

I stepped down from the bed and open the window curtains. I am in a beach house now! How the fuck did I even get here? Did Liam bring me here?

Someone opened the door. I thought it would be Liam, but it was an unknown man. He was shirtless but he wearing a black color mask that covered his face completely. He had his arm wrapped around a semi-naked blonde girl. 

" So are you finally awake, baby? Come and join us for a morning treat," he said.

" Who the heck are you? Where am I?" I asked him.

" You are in the Bat Cave. I am Batman! And you are my new Cat women,"  he said and started cracking up. 

This guy is getting on my nerves. " Stop messing with me. Tell me where is Liam?"

" Do you mean Liam Loser Eaton? You don't have to do him any more. Come on, fuck me, baby! I'm available for you. You can ride me all day and night if you want," he said and came closer to me.

" No. This can't be real. Am I hallucinating?" 

" Trust me, baby. I'm so much bigger and better than that loser Liam. Just try me once, I'll rock your world so hard that your scream will be echoed over the Caribbean sea."

" What? Am I in the Caribbean? Who the hell are you?" 

I yanked the mask from his face.


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