Chapter 25
Ariel
The night before, we were busy plotting the perfect way to leave the house without any obstructions and now, which was another night, our hurriedly made plans were being executed.
Guilia did a good job in tying up Fedor and locking him inside the basement while I ensured that Irina was having a good night’s rest in her room.
Getting their drinks drugged was quite a hassle, but I pulled it off fast and now we were more than ready to leave. The only challenge was the guard at the main gate.
I didn’t take the risk of sedating his drink as it would affect the security of the penthouse. Anyone could come in and harm everyone in their weak state.
“The guard, don’t you think we should drug him as well?” Guilia asked for the umpteenth time and I fixed her a glare.
“No, we can’t. Have you forgotten what I told you?”
She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. I could see the nervousness in her eyes, but it didn’t stop the glow that radiated on her face.
She wore a sleeveless silver body-con dress that stopped at her thighs and accentuated her great curves with her blonde hair flowing behind her. The black pair of ankle boots on her feet gave her a rocker-chic kind of vibe and I couldn’t wait to count the amount of faces she would turn.
“You look hot,” I couldn’t help but confess. “I doubt it would be hard for you to find a man that wouldn’t want to pop your cherry,”
“Come on, don’t flatter me now. You’re the dazzling one. Dmitri would drool when he sees you,” She replied and pinched her forehead. “But how are we going to know when he’s drooling?”
“He’s masked,” We chorused and burst into laughter.
We laughed so hard until tears streamed down my eyes, fortunately, most of the make-up products that Guilia used on me were water-proof.
After the laughter died down, I scanned myself once again and indeed I looked gorgeous.
The strapless black satin dress that had a deep cowl neckline fitted me so well together with the drawstrings at both sides of my thighs that gave off a slutty appearance.
A huge portion of my cleavages were exposed and my thighs too, but that was what I aimed for; looking tarty tonight.
“Let’s go catch some fun,” I urged her and we found our way out of the house.
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Finally, we were able to make it to a club that was far away from our house in New Castle. I paid the cab driver and added a tip for being diligent and then we alighted.
The distance between the club from the penthouse was quite long and I doubted Dmitri was presiding over this club. The music from the speakers echoed even in the walkway and I wondered how it would be when I got in.
Guilia didn’t give me any time to rethink my actions as she dragged me inside. When she got in, she halted and flashed a subtle warning gaze at me.
“Don’t tell me that you’re having double mind about this. Why can’t we enjoy tonight and think about the repercussions tomorrow?” She sighed.
I’d promised that I would help her achieve her goal tonight and I didn’t want to be a party-popper so I quickly covered my worries with a smile.
“Of course, I’m with you on this. I’m just nervous because I’ve never been to a club… Fuck it! Let’s get high,” I screamed even though the loud music overshadowed my voice.
We barreled through the crowd that thronged on the dance floor, dancing wildly without any cares in the world and managed to get to the counter.
“Wow, there are a lot of people here,” I commented.
She rolled her eyes and ordered our drinks like a pro. “It’s a club, Ariel. Wouldn’t you be surprised if there were just a few of us here?”
I didn’t have the chance to respond because the bartender was fast in preparing our order. Strong drinks weren’t my forte because I prefer taking just juices or wines with less alcoholic percentage, but tonight wasn’t an ordinary one.
There was a need for me to be high if I wanted to have some fun.
Guilia down two shots and screamed, wiggling her body to the rock’n’roll song playing in the background while I was struggling to finish the content in my shot-glass.
No one told me that vodka was that bitter.
She got to her feet, pulling off all the seductive dance moves she could remember while I cheered her on. We were beginning to attract attention to ourselves and I reveled in it.
I knew that we looked good, dazzling, even, but I didn’t expect that these men would leave their plus-ones just to ogle at us.
“They are staring at us,” I whispered to Guilia who smirked at the men who rocking their girls absentmindedly.
“That’s good for me because I’m about to get laid, I don’t know about you,” She slurred, the alcohol taking a toll on her.
I nodded, scanning the area. “Have found anyone?”
She shrugged and requested another shot and I didn’t have any plan to stop her. She could do whatever she liked while I stayed alert. That was why I didn’t take more than a shot of Vodka. We couldn’t be drunk together.
“Nope, but with these hungry men leering at me like that they want to have me for dinner, it won’t be hard to find a handsome man that’s gonna give me a good fuck, don’t you think?” She chuckled crazily.
I smiled at her goofiness and patted her shoulder. “Alright, do you,” I encouraged and she walked away, mixing up with the crowd.
My eyes were fixed on her until I felt a light tap at my back and slowly I turned around to find a creepy young guy smirking at me. Chills ran down my spine when I followed the direction of his eyes and found them on my bare thighs.
I kept quiet, waiting for him to initiate a conversation so I’d know how to turn him down.
“You look so gorgeous, do you know that?” He giggled, drawing close to me.
“My father tells me that all the time, but thank you for reminding me,”
His palm landed on my leg and my jaw dropped, a gasp escaping my lips. “Oh, don’t mention it. But what would a beautiful young girl like you be doing alone? I see your friend has left, will you like to spend some time with me?” He offered, baring his brown teeth that had probably turned out that way because of excessive smoking.
I pressed my lips and balled my fists while removing his hand stylishly. This was the disadvantage of coming here without a guard. What on earth was I thinking when I agreed to this?
What if Guilia wasn’t safe as well?
My body jolted in fear of the possibility that she might be in danger too, and her case would be worse because she was drunk and most men wouldn’t hesitate in taking advantage of her in such a state.
I sprang up from the stool and let out a sheepish cackle. “That won’t be a bad idea but give me a minute, please. I need to use the restroom,”
He got up as well. “I can accompany you, baby, I promise it will be fun there. Have you had it in the restroom before?” His grin became smug and uncomfortable.
I had to keep stalling until I found Guilia so I shook my head. “No, I haven’t, but I’d prefer something more quiet and intimate, you know. Like booking a room and having some privacy,”
I started walking and it irked me that he followed consistently. Though I was headed for the restroom, my eyes didn’t leave the crowd.
He kept up his pace and I had to find somewhere to hide. The restroom wasn’t a good option because of his scary intentions so I trotted through the hallway, hissing silently when I noticed that most rooms were unavailable.
“Aren’t you pressed anymore?” He shouted, my heart hammering against my chest.
“Leave me alone, please!” I yelled when I couldn’t take it anymore, but that was the worst mistake I made because he grabbed me immediately and began to tug with the drawstring of my dress.
Luckily, I had some training on self-defense but I never had to use it since I was sheltered all the time.
Using all my strength, I sent a kick against his groin and broke into a run. I saw a room that wasn’t properly closed and I brushed off his grip on my leg and dashed into the room, turning on the light.
I was met with the sight of a woman bent over on all fours and a man, kneeling with one knee and ramming into her with his rear facing me, but as soon as they sensed my presence they scrambled away from each other.
“Shit!” I cussed.
Could today get any worse?
“I’m so sorry for barging in. Someone was trying to rape me,” I apologized.
The woman hissed loudly and quickly covered herself with the duvet and the man turned around, our eyes meeting with a look of recognition blaring in his eyes.
“Ariel?”
My knees buckled in shock and my legs turned into jelly when I realized that the man who was banging another woman on fours was no one else but my husband, Dmitri.