Chapter 7

The night club was already in full swing when we arrived. There were a lot of
people lining up waiting to get access inside.

"Are you sure we could still fit in there?" I asked while Hugh tried to find a
parking spot nearby.

"Don't worry. We already made it into the guest list. I wanted to celebrate. Plus,
you need to get out of the apartment." Hugh assured me and I just chuckled.

"You're right. I didn't get the chance to congratulate you. I'm giving you full
permission to be your bitch. But just for tonight." I told him sternly.

He was happy with my reply although it somewhat bothered me what he planned on

doing for tonight. I just hoped that I wouldn't be a sacrificial virgin that would
be tossed to a pile of hungry horny men. I shuddered at the thought.

"I want to get drunk tonight!" Hugh was already out of the car. As we entered the
club, the music blasted through the speakers while the neon lights were blinding my
vision. My eyes adjusted to the scene around me. It was overwhelming at first but I
could see that Hugh couldn't contain his excitement.

"Vee, that's our table over there!" He screamed in my ear. He pointed to a corner
where it was a few meters away from the dance floor. It was a good thing that he
picked a more private area because I didn't want anyone grinding on me tonight.

I took my time to look around the club. Obviously, it was dark. All you could see
were the silhouettes of people moving to the beat of the music. The low lighting
made it difficult to see their faces. It had a stage where the DJ was doing his
thing to make everyone dance

in their place. There was a second floor. It was more private than here so I
guessed it was the VIP Lounge. My eyes then caught a male figure that was leaning
on the railing with two girls hovering for his attention. I didn't know why my gaze
remained longer than normal. He intrigued me and somehow he seemed familiar. I
stared a bit longer until his shadow moved a bit forward where the light struck his
face. My eyes widened when I realized that the mysterious man was Pierce. I quickly
turned around and followed Hugh through the crowd.

I just hoped he didn't see me. What were the odds, right? I didn't know why I
looked back but I did. We locked gazes and I couldn't look away. He was staring at
me intently like a lion surrounding its prey. I felt a tug as I lost my focus on
Pierce. Hugh was already pulling me with him. We then arrived at our booth so I
could take a seat.

"You wait here. I'm getting our drinks." Hugh strutted off to get them. He went
back after a few minutes with a tray of shots.

"Um, I thought you were getting me a mocktail?" I asked.

"Not tonight babe! You should loosen up. You're my bitch for the night, remember?"
He smirked evilly.

Ugh, he was right. I did promise him. I downed one shot and felt it burn my throat.
I coughed a bit as I tried to recover myself. "Nope! That's just disgusting. I'm
getting my own drink." I stood up but Hugh held me back.

"You're no fun! Come on, do another one with me." He pleaded as he made a terrible
sad impression of a puppy.

"Fine. Please don't do that face again. You're ugly." I said with a stony
expression.

Hugh

just laughed as he handed me another shot. I stifled a smile and raised our glasses
together. We both took the shot as we shivered from how strong the alcohol was.

"Okay, I definitely need a beer." I told him.

"I think I'm going to go dance and find myself a stud. Be back in a bit." He winked
at me and just left. I shook my head then proceeded to get my drink. I walked up to
the bar and ordered a bottle of beer from the bartender. It took him a while to get
back with my order but I just waited for him until he served my drink. I then felt
a hand slipped around my waist. I stilled as I felt him pull me against his broad
chest.

"Who do we have here?" His breath fanned my ear. I was about to escape his grasp
when he swiftly made me turn around to face him. Our eyes met and my heartbeat
quickened when I saw danger in them. His hazel eyes were glassy from having too
much liquor in his system. He reeked of alcohol.

His face was only a few inches from mine. I wasn't scared of him but I was scared
on what he was capable of doing to me. I raised an eyebrow to defy that I wasn't
affected by him. What surprised me next was that he smirked like he enjoyed seeing
through me trembling from fear.

"I didn't know you were that kind of girl, Olive." He sneered as he said my name.

"What?" What was he even on about? I was now confused. Pierce's sudden change of
appearance was really scaring me. My reply angered him even more.

"Don't play dumb with me." His jaw clenched as his words were now filled with
disgust. "I know my father gave you money. You must be pretty good giving him the
satisfaction

to be paying you that kind of amount. So what do you say? Want to get out of here?"

I clenched my fists as it dawned on me what he was trying to say. He thought that I

was whoring myself to his father? Was this why he had been giving me the cold
shoulder?

His statement made me furious. Pierce was still smirking as he waited for an
answer. I wasn't cheap! Next thing I knew, I lifted my arm and slapped him full
force across his cheek. I was heaving with so much anger I didn't even notice the
stinging pain on my palm.

"How dare you insult your father like that? You don't even fucking know me!" I
screamed and pushed him away. He stumbled a few steps back as he looked at me with
an unreadable expression. My hit probably sobered him up a bit.

I didn't care if a group of people around us were staring from my outburst. The
club was really loud so it didn't attract much attention since most of them were
basically drunk and dry humping one another. I needed to get away. I briskly walked
pass him. I managed to hit him with my shoulder as I left him standing there,
holding his now swollen cheek.
I made my way further into the crowd with a blurry sight from the tears that tried
to escape my eyes. I then spotted Hugh dancing with some guy. I wanted to go home.
I didn't have a choice but I needed to butt in.

"Hugh..." My voice trembled when I grabbed him desperately from behind. He turned
around to look at me and panicked when he immediately knew that something was
wrong.

"I want to go home." I pleaded softly.

Without hesitation, he left the guy he was dancing with

and accompanied me until we were outside the club. He grabbed both of my arms and
looked at me with concern.

"What's wrong? Did someone try to hurt you?" I shook my head. I couldn't hold back
the tears as they slid down my face. I wasn't supposed to feel this way but
everything came crashing down again. I cried for Wilson, his death and how hurt I
was that he left me.

"Let's get you home." He led me to the car and Hugh started driving back to the
apartment. When we got home, he let me change into his boxer shorts and huge white
tee. He knew that I liked wearing them since it was more comfortable than wearing a
nightie. He complained that I kept getting him boxers as a Christmas present yet I
was the one that wore them. It was just weird for me to buy my own set. Hence, me
buying Hugh a few pairs so I could just borrow them.

Hugh and I were now curled up on my bed. I already had stopped crying so we just
waited for sleep to come. But I knew Hugh wouldn't let go of what just happened at
the club. He was looking for an opening so he could ask me about tonight.

"What happened back there?" Hugh finally asked when I was about to drift off to
sleep.

"Pierce." I managed to croak out.

I hesitated a bit but continued anyway. "He was drunk and knew about the money. He
thought that Wilson had been paying me to be his whore." I closed my eyes and
wished that I could instantly fall asleep because knowing Hugh; he wasn't going to
like what I just said.

"He said what?! That bastard," he whispered angrily.

"He was drunk. I'm sure he didn't mean it." I defended. Pierce's words hurt but I
tried to look for a more reasonable explanation. I convinced Hugh that it was
probably an accident. Those words he blurted out were possibly out of anger towards
his father.

I heard Hugh sigh from beside me, "You're too nice, Vee. Take care of yourself. If
he ever lays one finger on you, I swear he would never be able to reproduce."

I then made a snort-like laugh when I thought about it. "You're being silly." I was
lying on my side facing Hugh. "I'm sorry about tonight. I hope I didn't interrupt
your lovemaking ritual."

He pinched my cheeks and said, "Nonsense. You're more important to me."

"Shut up and kiss me already." I held my laughter since he hated that I kept on
flirting with him as a joke.
He scrunched his face in disgust, "If you had a penis then I'd be glad to kiss you.
In fact, I would have pounced on you right away."

We laughed at the impossibility. Soon we were both grasping for air from laughing
too much. He never failed to make me feel better. A yawn managed to escape as I
already felt sleepy. As a thank you, I threw a pillow at Hugh and it went right to
his face.

"Good night. You're the best." I giggled as I snuggled back to my sheets.

"I know, babe." He chuckled and placed a kiss on my forehead. "Good night."

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