Chapitre 3: Chapter three
What a ridiculous command!
I folded my arms and looked him up and down. He doesn't look like someone drunk, his expression, the way he said it seem serious. In a way, it sounded funny and in another way, it was an absurd statement.
It was like this guy just wanted someone to play silly with and he reached the wrong person.
His eyes bored into mine with no expression, his body firm to the floor as he folded his arms waiting for my reaction.
"Go date your chicks!" I shot at him as I gestured to the girl he was with earlier.
I was about to leave again when he stopped me. This time, he enclosed his hand on mine and forced me to face him whilst he pulled me closer to himself. The expression on his face hardened like he would snap my neck off my body if I didn't do what he says.
This guy got guts. This isn't a flirt again, it's harassment.
"Date me!" His voice was much deeper now.
I forced myself out of his grip and instantly landed a slap as sharp as a dagger on his handsome face. I hadn't expected it to sound loud enough to gain people's stares.
The music stopped. The once hooting crowd became a statue just watching us, astonised like we were two biggest bottle of Macallan.
The victim of the slap still stood abruptly in front of me, his eyes not diverting from mine. I wondered what was running through his mind. Maybe one wasn't enough.
I hit him again.
People gasped.
It was so annoying that he didn't flinch a bit but it was enough that I stopped him.
Satisfaction grew in me as I lifted my chin, my gaze was so hot piercing his.
"You want more??"
No response.
"Don't mess with me again!" With that said, I stormed away not forgetting the exaggerated sway.
Good work Sofia.
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~Leanard~
My checks were damn red and hot, not the cliche type of red...It's the real red, the burning red that's hot!!
That reaction, that slap and response, I hadn't expected it.
All I imagined was her melting softly or blushing that I requested of a date. But no, I was told to go date my chicks.
Then, I decided to take the next step, the same step Drake once told me girls love and can't resist. To hold her so firmly and pull her to myself and repeat what I want in a deeper voice.
Believe me, It's the worst thing ever!!
Fuck you Drake!! He could have been more precise it doesn't apply to all the girls.
That lady, was different from every girls I've ever met in my life. She was so bold, daring and damn feisty. The way she treated me right from the time she welcomed me into VIP room, her bold unexpected response caught me off guard and that moment, I wanted to study her wholeheartedly.
I thought asking for a date would work so easily but it was harder.
The most surprising thing I realised was how calm and relaxed I was with all her action. That was because I've never been in a situation where a girl treats me that way.
I want to know why she's different.
I want to know her poison on me that I'm still relaxed after everything.
I want to know what's so special about her.
So, I won't give up, I'd try everything it takes to do so.
But first, I'd deal with Drake so badly that his little chubby face would become barely visible.
I gestured to the DJ to continue with the music and everywhere became normal like nothing had happened.
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~Sofia~
"Oh Sofia. You went too far." Kelly said as we were leaving the club building. It was 2:00am, closing time for us.
"Serves him right for messing with me." I joined her to laugh.
Kelly stopped suddenly in front of her car and turned to me.
"Is he hot?" She questioned.
"What? Why that question all of a sudden?" I grimanced at the thought of him.
Don't get me wrong, that guy's damn hot. For a moment when he stood in front of me, before I dashed him a slap, he affected me a bit. He had the kind of handsome face that would make you woah for a while before you snap back to reality, his lips so full that girls would be crazy just to feel the texture and a well masculine body build.
But he seem like a playboy.
"Just give me an answer. Is he hot Sofia?" She asked again.
"Yes_I guess." I shrugged, hopping into the car on the seat beside the driver's.
"Oh really!! Go for him Sofia!!" She squeaked also hopping in the car, on the driver's seat.
That, I didn't see it coming. Kelly always insulted most guys. So her telling me that, is just so surprising. I expected her to spoil her face and speak out on how rude he was.
"Are you for real? To go for him?" I laughed just shrugging it off as one of her play statements.
"Hey. Does it look like I'm joking? Try him out Sofia. Maybe he found you fascinating and doesn't know how to approach you." Kelly fixed on her serious look.
She really meant what she was saying.
"It's high time you think of marrying again. You're still young and beautiful, you need someone that'd care for you. Besides, Anna also need a fatherly figure in her life. You can't continue living this way Sofia." I could feel the weight of the pain in Kelly's voice. Taking my pain as hers. I love Kelly for that.
But one thing she doesn't just understand is how difficult it is to move on. My daughter is okay for me. I'd take good care of her and live that way, I don't need anyone's help.
"I'd think about it. But you're joking about that rude guest right?"
Kelly was about the ignite the car but paused with her hands on the steering as she turned to face me. "I'm serious."
"What?"
Obviously, there was something wrong with Kelly but I just let the topic go and shift to another one as we drove home.
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