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It's darker here on the second floor. I seem to see, hear or feel nothing but him. His presence is unique.

I also can’t deny that I like his caresses on me.

Others love freely. So what about me? Will I free myself from the imprisonment of my heart to one man?

If my own body needs what I will pay attention to?

I pulled his hand away from my waist to face him but he stopped me.

"I want to see your F-face."

I could feel his smile. "Hmm. There's no thrill then."

"Why?" the heat of his body on my back I could feel as well. We are already on the edge of the railings. We see the ones at the bottom. The dancers are staring at us. I wondered.

Most looking at us are women. Who is this man?

"Are they looking at you? Maybe you're handsome?" When my tone was sarcastic. I want to stare at him but go ahead, I also want a thrill.

His laughter was hoarse. Why does his voice attract my ears?

I also feel his gaze on me.

"Maybe."

I blinked. I have lost the urge to find my friends. It was like my interest in this man had shifted.

"A-Are you here often?" I ask.

"If you're just here," he answered immediately. I nodded.

"Why? What's wrong with me? I-I remember I was just dancing here then .... t-then-"

He came even closer to me as I stuttered.

"Hmm. Then?" his lips quiver in my ear.

"W-We're kissing because I'm just drunk!" I kicked him to keep him away. My elbow felt the hardness of his stomach.

"What kiss? Where's that kiss? On the lips? On the neck? On the chest or on-"

“Tsk ! Just shut up. "Why do I feel so comfortable with him? What's happening to me?

"You're not from here? You're Tagalog." I added.

"Hmmm." he no longer answered. "Want to have some drinks?"

"Hmm. I don't want to get drunk."

"Don't worry we'll just drink. I have a private space here."

I don't know how he allowed me but I got along with him. My heart is beating fast. This space is complicated because it is dark. Only the lampshade on the side was light and that was all alone. Not enough to make me see him.

"Do I have to put a blindfold on your eyes?" he asked.

"Don't worry. I'm not that curious. Just your name, I'm fine."

I sat next to him. My body was closer to his side so I leaned there. As he saw me approach me. I will almost fall backward.

There are drinks already on the table. There were two wines there.

"Austin."

His name is Austin.

"I am-"

"Ava." he was the one who finished it. I just nodded and took the chips from the table.

"How did you know I was a graduate?" no matter how much I stare in the dark, I still can't see him. I could just see every twitch of his lip and the tip of his nose.

"Let's say ..... I'm your stalker."

"You won't get anything out of me Mr. Stalker. I don’t want this." I started and I took the wine myself to drink.

I'm addicted to drinking too much here because of Vicco.

"Don't? Why? Do you have a boyfriend?" his hand touched my thigh and squeezed there.

This is probably the most sensible conversation we have.

"No. I-I don't want to love because I-It hurts."

He was silent. He kept drinking for a few minutes while I did the same. Every drop of the minute became time until I felt drunk.

"Maybe I need to find my friends." I stood up in a daze. I almost lost my balance. Fortunately, his hand caught my waist.

I heard his loud swearing and because of his quick movements the table shook and his T-shirt even got wet!

"Oh! I’m sorry!" my head suddenly ached because of what had been done. “I-I just really need to leave. I'm sorry!"

The space he got was on the edge and just wide. This is not a room. It's just separated from the crowd. This is how the bars here in Duma are not like in Manila.

I picked up the tissue that was on the table and wiped his wet t-shirt.

"I'm sorry."

I almost lost my mind when he took off his t-shirt in front of me. I almost swallowed when my gaze went down there. I sat up and coughed.

"Y-You might get sick of that." why are you naked? Damn it!

He just laughed and shook his head before coming any closer to me. I felt the heat of his body on my side. My shoulder pressed against his chest as he closed to me.

"I can't take you out of my sanity Ava. You're a poison."

My breath quickened because I knew where it was going.

His hand gradually tore the spaghetti strap on my top until it spits out my two breasts without any covering.

"A-Austin." my heart seemed to pound when I said his name. His lip claimed my right chest. In the dark, I saw how his lip sucked there.

My body gave up and let go.

I moaned. It’s a good thing it’s a private space.

I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him but he laid me down suddenly. A loud sigh I made.

As he unbuckled the belt I saw a tattoo on his arm.

"W-Wait." I pushed him as he parted my thigh. "There’s A lot of people!"

Laughter was his answer. "I can't take it!" he sighed seemingly shivering. It was too late because he had already lowered my panty to my foot.

He reached for my neck and kissed me on the lips. He sucked my tongue so I moaned.

"G-God! W-Wait!" I shuddered to feel him inside me.

"Ava! Oh!" he growled and pressed himself even harder on me as I screamed.

"A-Ahh!" what seemed to crumble to me when this man claimed me? In the dark, with the help of the scant light, I saw my thigh sway that hung over his muscular arm.

"Ah! Excuse me! Did you see the girl with red hair- Ay! Ava!" Vicco's voice stopped us.

I could almost push Austin. To my great embarrassment, it was as if I was floating on my own as that mysterious Austin disappeared into the darkness!

"Ava !!" Vicco's voice teased behind me. Kris and Chelsea gasped as I lost my intoxication and blushed profusely.

"Ava is terrible. We'll almost go crazy to find you and then you'll be on the sofa with the Mysterious guy! It's so hot!"

"S-Shut up!" I rebuked and waited in Vicco's car.

I shook my head and dodged. There was a loud boom so we pulled over. When it passed its window went down and I saw the tattoo on the arm that was familiar to me.

That’s Austin. He turned out to be rich. No joke the value of that vehicle!