Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“Come dance Lill’s.” He grins.
I glance over Molly’s shoulder and notice Theo with another well-dressed blonde guy standing at the glass balcony above the club. They're surrounded by a group of beautiful women. One has her lips against Theo’s throat and her hand pressed against his crotch. His hand grabs her arse which is barely covered in a miniscule skirt. A feeling of unease stirs in me, let’s just say it’s a feeling I’m unaccustomed to and it freaks me the hell out. Through the entire exchange his eyes never leave mine, he smirks in a way that makes me clench my thighs together and winks at me. I turn away from him, keeping a mask of indifference on my face. It’s a skill at which I’m well practiced.
As I turn away from him the realisation of what I’ve just done starts to slowly sink through my alcohol induced haze. I kissed Theodore Ellis. Not only is he a client, but he's also a man whore. I groan inwardly to myself. Way to go Lilly, now he thinks you're just as easy as all the other girls he's managed to seduce in exactly the same way. Remember play, don't be played. That's the only way. You can't play this one’s game. Walk away.
The music changes again and I'm really drunk, not to mention the fact that I need to escape before Theo finds me and takes advantage of my inebriated state.
“I’m going.” I say to Molly and Harry.
“I’ll come with you.” Molly says.
“No, no it’s fine babes. You stay. I’ll get a taxi.” I don’t want to drag her away. She looks like she’s having a good time.
“You can’t go home alone Lilly” Harry says, doing his protective older brother routine.
“Harry the taxi’s are right outside. Jesus, calm down.” I roll my eyes. “I’ll see you guys later.” I leave before he can object.
I go and get my jacket from the cloakroom and stagger out of the club into the cold night air. I take a deep breath trying to clear my head.
“Are you ok?” One of the bouncers looks concerned.
“I’m fine.” I respond. God I must look worse than I thought.
I start walking down the pavement. I think I saw a taxi rank around the corner when we came in. I’m startled when someone grasps me firmly at my elbow. I whirl around tearing my arm away. I put my fists up into a well-practiced defensive position.
Theo stands there frowning at me, holding his hands up. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He frowns as his eyes search mine.
“It’s fine. I just need to go.” I manage to slur dropping my arms to my sides. My head spins violently and my stomach rolls, god I should not have drunk that much.
“Where are you going?” He asks gently.
“Home.” I respond. He frowns again and takes a deep breath.
“I can take you home.” He offers.
I sigh. “Look Theo, I’m sorry about tonight. I shouldn’t have acted like that with you. I…I’m sorry. Please can we just forget about it?” I plead with him, hoping desperately that he'll accept my apology and leave.
Suddenly I’m being moved and there’s a wall to my back. I’m so drunk that I’m left feeling very confused. Where there was street lighting there’s now just darkness. I think I’ve been pulled into a side alley off the main street. There is a faint glow coming from the left where the main street is. A surge of panic creeps up in my chest as I realise the situation I’m now in. My body tenses, ready to fight.
"It's okay. I just want to talk to you.” He whispers in the darkness. He’s too close. My breathing becomes shallow as an age old fear grips my throat. I try to gather my thoughts and remember my self-defence training, but my drunken state has made me weak and my mind useless. I’m shaking violently as my body locks down and braces for impact.
“Lilly.” He touches my face and I flinch. “Lilly, hey calm down. I would never hurt you." His voice is soft and quiet as he gently rubs my arm. As my eyes adjust to the light I can make out his features in the dim light. I can see sympathy in his eyes, which I hate, but behind that I can see something angry and deadly. My panic slowly subsides at his soothing tone, until I can breathe again.
“It’s okay, I’m fine.” I say dismissively. I really don’t want him to see my whole can of crazy right now.
“Okay, I’ll ignore whatever that was for now.” He can’t possibly know just how grateful I am for that. “But tell me…why are you sorry Lilly?” He breathes just inches from my face. His breath is intoxicating and my earlier panic easily gives way to much baser instincts. I can only just make out his features and without being able to see him properly my body becomes hyper aware of his presence. Every nerve ending is on edge, anticipating.