The Knight of The Night

The lights painted all aspects of the Club, making it effortless for me to seamlessly fit in among the crowds. Nonetheless, this isn't sufficient reason to wind down, given how diligently I've worked to keep myself from drowning in the pleasure of the scent coated with luxurious materials.

This has to be the longest event of my life not being able to intervene anywhere that may perhaps drive me nuts while striving to bring them back home, "Despite being engulfed by luxuries, you did not seem to be familiar with the red star" behind the mask he wears I can feel his eyeballs darting over me — Judging me precisely — his mouth formed a little curve as if I am a peasant he can have pleasure for the night.

"You're also one of those gals... I can provide you with even more luxury than that." He bent down and whispered into my ear, "What do you mean?" I had a notion roughly what he meant, but regardless of how badly I wanted to punch him in the nose, that wouldn't be a good idea.

"I've been a very good girl this past week. All I have to do tonight is be an extra good girl" I murmur through the thin air. I would never have bothered coming over if Ashtrid hadn't offered me help.

After tonight, I shall not drag this body anywhere other than the villa and the school.

"Come, let me introduce you to my mates" His hands grab my wrist firmly, and I ought to begin refusing by this point, but here I am, facing his so-called mates.

"Everybody meet Star, she is my new friend," they weren't seeming pleased by the news, and they were unwilling to pay any interest in him until their gaze dropped on me — specifically on my attire — despite growing used to seeing this man bring all kinds of different gals, I'm guessing this is the first time they've seen him bring a woman who managed to find herself a dress that meets their standards.

"Star? it doesn't ring a bell, which family are you from?" A skinny bitchy young woman with her breast almost exposed had the courage to roll her eyes under the mask she wore, "Don't bother answering the question. Knowing Max, this has got to be another girl you've picked somewhere on the sidelines." Another pervert blurted out grinning and staring at my figure as if he's trying to entice me to come along with him.

"... I suppose I've been a bother then, if you'll excuse me," I say as I turn my back on them. To stay out of trouble, I must refrain from speaking out of line and avoid clashing with elites.

The moment my body began to shift, a man I completely forgotten I'd been trying desperately to stay away from for most of the night was making his way towards me, "Has God finally decided to abandon me?"

No one warned me that being here tonight would mean swallowing so much of my pride; the pride I'd worked so hard to build over the past five years.

"Don't leave yet. Look, I know they've been a bit harsh, but I talk to you in hope you'll spend the night with me. Hmm?" Max clutches on me for the nth time, his physique is strong, thus making it impossible for me to pull myself off of him.

"I've been very patient tonight, and I intend to continue to be so. Let me go now." I feel my lips wobbling with all the wrath and the patience I've given. With him gripping me tighter and tighter, my arms were starting to go numb.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I was sure you planned to get laid?" he roared, "Son of a bitch! Do you have any idea who I am? I am Elen--" suddenly a man chose to join us in the middle of nowhere, my words had been cut off. He clutches Max's wrist, forcing him to let go of mine.

Regardless of Max's strength, the man wearing all black with a mask hiding his visage succeeds to wrestle Max away from me.

For a short while, my chest pounded, perhaps since he popped seemingly from the blue and declared himself the knight of the night, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Maxwell?" As he dominates him, a vein shoots out from his neck all connected to his taut jawline.

Even though the music almost tormented my ears, it was hardly a problem for his voice soothes me so effortlessly. I especially adore and recognize the sound of his voice from somewhere before; Nevertheless, given how loud and heavy the music is, I can't be positive.

"Haiden, you showed up! I was worried that you were planning to turn down my invitation," the bitchy girl broke out a guffaw in the presence of him and later on found herself clinging to him—Even almost claim the club as hers.

"...Shut up, Keira, I'm talking to Maxell here," he scowled at her, "I ask you what the fuck do you think you're doing," he snapped at Max, whose face reflected his state of mind. It wouldn't be a surprise as I can sense the tension contracting around me regardless of not seeing how he looks.

Max rapidly pulls his arms before resting them on the shoulder of a man named Haiden, attempting to calm him down. "It's been a while since I last saw you man!" Max has been pathetic from the start. I'm curious if he's aware of it.

He whirled around to face me, sweeping off Max arms across his shoulder, an intense shade of black behind his mask glaring at me, perhaps because my sight couldn't reach his eyes beyond the mask he wore.

Even still, I can feel his gaze shattering my mask and exposing Elenor within me.