Chapter 7 Can’t Stand It Anymore

Book:Because of You, I'm Obsessed Published:2024-5-28

It turns out that he doesn’t do this to me, but to any woman. He is a playboy. What am I thinking about like that?
“Beauty, let’s dance together.” Suddenly, my waist is pinched tightly, followed by a man with a smell of tobacco and alcohol.
He smiles at me indecently, and I look at James who is in front of the beauty and doesn’t know what happens to me.
I look at him so stupidly that I don’t notice that the man touches me.
My eyes are chasing him so anxiously, peeping at him from the gap through the crowds. He is laughing with her, flirting, and whispering. I really care so much.
“Does beauty come alone? How about we go for a drink?” The man around me caresses on my body, but as if I am dead, and I feel nothing and just want to stare at James.
Suddenly James’s gaze comes over, and I am caught off guard.
I look at him awkwardly and feel that I am wrong.
James smiles slightly at me, as if laughing at my imagination about him, and then he and I look at our dancers in unison.
I have difficulty in breathing, like choking to death.
It turns out that I am no different from the woman he is flirting with, all of whom are his toys.
It’s really annoying. Why can’t I see this clearly?
“Beauty, let’s sit over there?” He pulls my arm and hugs me there.
His eyes are cloudy, and the man beside me makes me sick.
“Sorry. I’m going home.” I shake off his hands.
The man exposes his nature, grabs me, and curses, “What are acting for? You bitch! Isn’t this kind of place for fucking?”
“Getaway!” I look at the man fiercely, pushing him hard.
“Fuck you!” He is furious and raises his hand.
Even in such a panic, I look straight at him fiercely, without evading.
Unexpectedly, his hand stops in the air. The blue veins on the arm and the blood vessels are obvious, which shows the man’s sexy and boldness.
I look down along those arms, and it is James’s.
His face is ghastly, “This woman is mine. Get out now”
Your woman? It’s ridiculous.
A kind of resentment rises for no reason and suddenly blocks my heart. When did I become his? You’re flirting with someone else, and I am your woman? how romantic you are.
“Sorry, I don’t know you.” I glance at James lightly, and I actually see his incredible in the frowning frown.
I turn around and leave. Maybe it is a mistake to come here today. I should actually wish to see him.
“Carol!” He shouts anxiously behind me.
Carol is the pseudonym I used in the newspaper. It seems that he investigates me very clearly.
I rush outside the bar and take a hard breath. The moment the cold air enters the lungs, it makes me want to cry.
“Hey, what are you doing!” He catches my arm.
“I’m going home, what do you say I can do?” I look at him with no expression.
James’s tense face suddenly smiles, “Are you jealous?” He narrows his eyes happily, and his eyes and brows are troubled with triumph.
“Am I insane?” I sneered, “Why should I be jealous! Everyone is here to have fun. You have beauty, and I can also find a man, but I don’t like this man. Do you think I’m unhappy to see you with you a beauty?”
I shout anxiously, and the more I say the more I feel sad, “We are adults. Not only you can play, right?”
Suddenly his mouth blocks to mine, and the tip of his tongue licks lightly on my lips, “You are jealous and talkative.”
He kisses me just now.
“Stupid, I see you when you come in, and I want to tease you, who knows you can’t stand it.” James’s face gradually widens in front of me, and her smile also widens, “Do you like me?”
“No, no.” I don’t admit it at all, and I am ashamed of my careful thinking that is discovered by him.
“Women always don’t say what they actually think.” James shakes his head helplessly.
He holds my hand at the bar, and I still stand beside him in a daze, as if there is nothing between us, only the two of us.
I never feel this way, hoping that everyone in the world will disappear, and we can have joy.
“You’re so beautiful.” James’s hands go over me, and I lie on the bed, watching him obsessively.
And his sight is everywhere as if staring at every inch of my skin. Under the dim light, I show myself in his eyes without reservation.