Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Love Unbreakable
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Love After Divorce
Poor Billionaire Wife: Who Is The Real Boss?
Tears Of The Moon: A Dance With Lycan Royalty
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
The CEO's Runaway Wife
Jessica’s POV
My heel sound rattled all over the polished tiles of the club's surfaces, it was a bit loud because I walked through the quieter portion of the club. The VIP section was strictly reserved for significant people alone, albeit in this particular club, it was primarily for high-class men.
I carried myself with grace and confidence, my legs came to a halt when I paused in front of the open bar. I sat down gently on the red leather stool, making sure my short, tight, dress roused up my thighs even more.
My gaze lingered behind the bar, lingering on the alcohol on display in front of me until my sight came face to face with the bartender.
A mischievous grin crossed the young man's slender lips as he approached me. He murmured, "What can I get you, gorgeous?"
As I gazed up at the man, my lips morphed into my signature, seductive smile. I respond, "Whiskey on the rocks, please."
"Coming right up" He responds, leaning away from the counter and winking at me before turning around to make the drink.
"It's on me," From beside me, a deep voice speaks, I smirked inwardly, knowing that my mission tonight would be simple.
I turned my head to the side and glanced at the person beside me.
A young man with dark features and a lean, muscular body in his early twenties sat beside me. He wasn't bad-looking, which was a shame because he'd be of little use in this world.
I bite my bottom lip and smile at the man as his dark eyes meet mine. "You don't have to do that," I deny in a whisper.
As he explores my body without shame, the man's tongue glides over his lips, his eyes return to mine, and he leans in closer to me. "I think a gorgeous woman like yourself should be treated." he purrs.
I shift my position towards him, exposing my tanned legs to his bemused gaze. "That's very kind of you, sir," I say sweetly. His hungry eyes dart down my legs before returning his greedy gaze to mine.
He leans in closer, close enough for me to smell the alcohol and tobacco on his skin. "How about we go back to my place?" He whispers huskily.
I giggle and intentionally place my hand on his chest, "It seems patience isn't your thing, hm?" I ask, allowing my voice to slur just enough to intrigue him further.
"I've never been a patient man," He clarifies as he bites his lower lip and looks down at my lips.
The bartender calls out "Whiskey on the rocks" as he places the drink in front of me. I give him a sweet smile before moving away from the man in front of me and reaching for the glass with my manicured hand.
"Can a woman drink her Whiskey before sleeping with an unknown stranger?" I ask innocently, raising the glass to my lips and allowing my sight to land on his dark eyes.
As he examines me, he chuckles and tilts his head to the side. "Of course, but that sexy ass of yours is also needed by this unknown stranger." He responds, his sight returning to my legs for a second.
I laugh and rest my hand on his shoulder before finishing the remainder of the whisky and setting it on the table.
"Are you ready?" I ask, licking my full lips and turning my gaze to the man.