Dang!

On the ground floor of KPV bar:

High pitched music was playing. It was all dark, only lite red and yellow lights were coming from afar only to make the ambience more mysterious. It was hard to see anybody's face, and the sudden appearances of lesser lights were making people hard to see the faces.

With a girl wearing a hot and sexy costume, Herbert was dancing on the dance floor. His hands were sticking in her waist, and his eyes were moving on her body. By the heavy dance steps she was taking, the plumpness of her chest were almost going to come out from the deep V necked dress.

As the music slowed down a bit, that girl put her hands around Herbert's neck and stepped a little closer. Herbert seemed to got the hint. Sticking his eyes on her juicy, pink lips, he drew his face closer to hers. Just when their lips were about to touch, he moved his face to her ears and instead of kissing her lips he gave a slight bite to her earlobe, and at the same time, pinched her waist along with that.

The girl shuddered in response. To his satisfaction her legs lost footing and just in time, he cought her. Putting his hands on her back, he pulled her up as the plumpness of her chest crushed his.

With a little playful smile, that girl moved her hands downwards, and started moving on his sturdy chest like there was no layer of clothes. In response Herbert grabbed her a*s and squeezed hard. The girl gasped in excitement.

The music started again on its full flow and the lights brightened a little. Waves after waves of lesser lights started moving through the people dancing on the floor, making people feeling dizzy for dancing and getting shots after shots like crazy.

As the girl in his arms almost crashed herself with drinks and dancing, she excused herself for a while to go to the washroom. Herbert smiled sweetly, and asked her if she needed him to escort her or not. She smiled in embarrassment and shook her head. Then went out from the dance floor.

As her picture vanished in front of his eyes, Herbert's face lost the previous smile he had. The last trace of playfulness vanished from his eyes like there was nothing left. He could easily assume what was going to happen later if he stayed and accompanied her.

Turning back for a last time he sneered, "After making such bold moves, if you were here just trying to climb on my bed, then you would just have dragged me with you. But then, who would set the trap for me!"

His hands clenched to fists as he felt his cell phone vibrated in his pockets. He came out from the dance floor and ordered a shot of Vodka again. When he took out the phone from his pocket, his lips curled in annoyance.

"As expected!" He looked at the the text message on his phone as it showed a private room number upstairs.

Herbert sighed as he typed, "This is not working anymore. I am getting bored of you. Let's break up." Then he blocked the contact from his phonebook, then grabbed the glass and gulped down it all in one go.

Putting the glass down, he looked back at the crowd dancing crazily on the dance floor, and thought, 'He would not do anything stupid like this, right? This lousy attempt, must have nothing to do with him. No, he won't do it. But if he is not, then...'

Herbert's train of thoughts stopped as soon as his eyes spotted a dancing figure on the side of the dance floor. She was not exactly dancing but kind of vibing with the music and swaying her body with it. Her long brunette hairs were swinging according to the rhythm of her body. She was clutching the hem of her bodycon dress with her one hand and throwing the other hand onto the air like crazy. Her eyes were half closed, cheeks red and a constant smile was lingering on her face.

Clearly in pleasure, she seemed like a first time drunk innocent girl, trying to dance her heart out but could hardly move, and throwing her fists not knowing what to do.

Herbert's eyes darkened.

"Dang!"

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