Chapitre 49: Jealousy

"I should be glad I saw her, I should take this opportunity and proceed with getting her, I should take advantage of where we are now.

But why do I feel this angry seeing her dress like this? why do I feel angry that a lot of guys are looking at her? why do I feel angry that she's out clubbing by this time? why do I feel like, I want to be the only one seeing her this way?"

A lot of thoughts started going through Tim's mind as he confirms that, it's really Clara he's staring at.

He didn't know when it starts but now he realises, he wasn't only interested in her for fun, he really wants her to be his. He didn't like that others have their eyes on her as well.

'This is unlike me, I shouldn't feel this way, women are not worth this much, they only care about the look and money,' he thought.

'Is it because she's been rejecting me for so long, that I feel attached?' he kept asking himself many questions in his head as he stares at Clara who stares back at him.

Tim finally broke the silent between them. "it's noisy here, let's go out and talk." he said in a serious tone.

"Hum... " as Clara was about to reply, her target finally make a move. The was walking toward them.

"I'm sorry, but I can't leave now," she said.

Tim didn't argue much, "fine! let sit and talk then." he said.

He has totally forgotten he came with another woman, and the woman was staring daggers at them from afar.

Clara quickly spoke up as the demon in human clothing was getting near, "let's talk another time."

She felt a bit embarrassed at the situation Tim caught her in, but she believes she does not owe him any explanations. They are not In that kind of relationship after all, and moreover, she believes Tim doesn't have real feelings for her, he only wants to catch fun with her.

"I...., " before Tim could speak his mind, a voice was heard behind him

"Care to join me over there?" the demon said to Clara. He was putting on a black long trousers and a white shirt, with the first three button loosened, revealing his toned chest. His black hair permed all the way back.

eyes looking dark and sexy as if he applied makeup and had the artist paid closer attention to the eyes especially. He's very handsome and giving off a bad boy vibe.

Both Tim and Clara were shocked

Tim was shocked that someone mistook Clara as a call girl, while Clara was shocked by the politeness of the demon.

She was scared of dragging Tim in the mess in the first place, since the demons tend to be rude and aggressive and go for what they want without caring about the opinion of others.

And the little time he has spent with Tim, he knew how the man hate a female being mistreated and she was a little worried about what will happen if the demon rough handled her in front of him, but this one actually ask if she cares to join him.

'This is strange,' she said to herself.

"Dude, you are mistaken, she's not...." Before Tim could complete his sentence, Clara cuts in. "Sure, I would love to."

"What are you planning on doing?" Tim asked, looking at her in with a confused expression.

"We will talk some other time," she said and walked away with the demon.

Tim stare at her as she leaves and his face darkens. He felt the feeling he had never felt before,' jealousy.'

He couldn't believe himself and felt like he needed to clear his head and quickly stormed out of the club, totally forgotten he came with someone.

Clara saw him left with a darkened expression and wonder what's wrong with him. He seems weird.

As she was thinking about Tim, her demon host has called a waiter and order for a drink for her. He asked what else she would like to have with it, and she said that the drink alone is fine.

Tim got outside the club and stood beside his car, he clenched his fist and throw a kick at the tire of the car in annoyance.

"Damn it!" he cursed and use his two hands to smoothed his hair all the way back, feeling extremely pissed.

He brought out a cigarette and lit it, then took a puff and release the smoke.

He felt a bit better after, and find himself recalled the memory of his mother.