C9 I DON'T CARE HOW HOT YOU ARE.

David POV

I could see the beautiful New York City in line from my office as I stood behind the huge glass mirror losing myself in the memorizing the vivid colors of the sun was setting. I smiled in satisfaction feeling peaceful and relaxing for cleaning one of my enemies that was giving me headache and destroyed his company and everything he has. It was almost entirely in the evening I decided to have a drink at the club near my office as I like to drink alone.

I was thinking about my kitten. My thought was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Mr Benson?"

It was Liam. I cleared my throat and asked him to come in.

"You have a meeting early tomorrow morning to discuss about the buyer and they will come in the morning. The project of this month policy..." he said nervously and adjusted his tie. He gave me the brief of the whole meeting and the document in his hands.

"Alright you may leave." I said with no emotion and watched him leave my office.

I dragged myself out of my office and drove my black Mercedes to the club named boats. I parked my car and walked inside ordering my usual drink whiskey. I found a booth at the corner of the club.

The place was packed with the music blasting through the speaker and I could see everyone having a good time as it was Friday night. Most of the girls were wearing minimum clothes, with a Faisal face full of makeup some old s*** I hate this girls. Nobody got my attention.

I took out my phone to keep myself busy so no one would bother me until I heard someone shouting loudly.

"BACK OFF YOU ASSHOLE. LEAVE ME A LONE!"

I looked in the direction of that feisty voice and saw a girl with mid-length blonde hair slapping a guy who looked like sleaze bag. She has her back towards me and I couldn't see her face. She was unsteady on her feet clearly drunk beyond her mind, and she was wearing a black dress that hugged every curve of her body, making my body twitch in my pants, f***, I haven't even see this girl's face and my dick already turn on.

I tried to get a grips of her face but she didn't turn around. Damn it, I have this sudden urge to walk over and pull her close to me and just when I was about to give up she turn around making me inhale a big breath. The person I never expected to see here and it was my kitten, I mean Sarah.

She was beyond beautiful with enchanting blue eyes, beautiful face with no makeup. I trail my eyes all over her perfect body and let out breath that I was holding f***, she is smoking hot, I couldn't peel my eyes on her.

She was about to walk away but that sleaze bag grabbed her from behind and my blood boiled. I felt like I can kill him any minute right here right now. She stepped on his feet making him yell in pain. I looked at his arm holding her, I felt like going to break his hands. I couldn't take it anymore. I made my way toward her, YOU B**** The guy curse he was about to hit her. I pulled her toward me before he hit her.