Loving a public slut

"Your fans are already here. Have fun entertaining them. Might as well strip off your clothes for them. Bye, boss," saying this Eleena ran away from there at the speed of lightning.

"What the -" his words got cut off when those girls started asking for autographs.

"A selfie."

"An autograph."

"I am your big fan."

"I love you, Orme," these girls started jumping over his body like dogs jumping for meat.

Orme pulled over a big fat smile and started posing for the selfies.

"Aww, you are way more handsome than the posters. They don't do you justice."

"I feel like I can die happy now that I have already met my idol."

Orme just wanted to run away from there as soon as possible to try and stop Eleena. But if his fans are offended in any way and the news gets out then the chance of his career getting ruined is more than anything.

Celebrities have this just as hard as us normal humans. And with fame, money comes a lot of responsibility.

In their case, this responsibility is to please their fans.

"It was nice meeting you all. I really appreciate your love for me but I got some important work at hand. How about I take my leave now?"

He said so politely that the people present there could feel their hearts racing.

"I feel like my heart is going to come out of its place because of him. He is too much for my poor heart to bear."

"Aww, he's so polite and cute. Of course, you shall take your leave now."

Orme flashed them a grateful smile before taking his leave.

"Thank goodness, they were a few. Had it been more people than I was sure that it would take me more time to go there. I definitely should be more careful next time."

He bought out his phone and called Eleena but her phone was said to be switched off.

"This girl never listens. Why must she always get herself in trouble," cursing under his breath, he started rushing toward the underground car racing spot.

The smell of weed and smoke was heavy in the atmosphere.

People were cheering as if their life depends on this. The 'sho-sho' sounds made by the raging cars seemed almost invisible next to their cheers.

Half-naked girls were drinking with shirtless, sweaty men without a care in the world.

A few were making out.

Sin was dense in the air yet the sinners went on and enjoyed themselves like there was no tomorrow.

A girl with only shorts on her body stood there displaying her boobs.

Half of her body was covered with tattoos. Her fury red hair and brown eyes were making her look more seductive.

She didn't look ashamed or disgusted by the fact that a huge amount of people were looking at her body with lust.

Before her, sat a man with a bottle of vodka in his hands.

"Why don't you just give up playing this hard? I know that you are attracted to me. Stop playing to get hard and fuck me like you are fucking a whore," she said in a teasing tone while caressing her boobs.

But the men before her looked least bothered. Judging by his face, he looked like he wanted to kick her out of his sight or kill her.

"Just go away, Arabella. I am not interested in you," he said gulping down his vodka.

"Are you sure? Because as far as I remember, you loved the night we shared together. Is it because I was a virgin back then? Seems like you got a virgin fetish," she smirked.

His grip on the bottle tightened but his face look the same as before, unaffected.

"That's because you used to be a shy little pure girl back then but you are a slut now," another girl from the crowd screamed but they didn't bother looking at her.

"She used to be dumb and I am not. Maybe that's the difference. But whatever it is, seems like you are intimated by my aura, Isaac."

Isaac finally looked at her face.

Her eyes hold hatred, lust, and bitterness yet love, adoration and sadness at the same time.

"He was intimated by her.."

"Then I won't trouble you any longer for this night. I need someone else to keep me company," she said before grabbing the nearest boy she found and started kissing him.

He grabbed her waist and his hands slowly started moving upper and got a grip on her left breast.

She left out a breathy moan.

Unable to see this scene any longer, he got up and moved to the VIP room.

As soon as he left, she pushed that guy away.

"This feels good to see you suffer just like how I did. It's only the starting, my love. If I can't have you then I will make sure that you end up hating to breathe in the same air as me."

This has been going like this for the last few years.

She would torture him every weekend and he would keep on denying his feelings.

Just then Eleena entered the spot.

Her eyes fall on the half-naked Arabella and she shook her head.

She has seen that girl doing this same thing countless times. This looks normal to her now and she didn't even judge her.

Who was she to judge someone when she, herself was full of flaws?

And especially when that said girl is no less than her soulmate?

"Who wants to participate in the next racing?"

A smirk took place on her face.