Alluring

Another playful night for the record. Let the game begins...

"Have you already spotted someone?" Leigh, my best friend, asked while I'm trying to roam my eyes through the dim lights of the bar.

I shook my head at her question.

Just like the previous nights, the combined noise coming from the sound system and chatters of the people seemed to dominate the whole place. The shuffle of music and the lights on the dancefloor made me a bit dizzy but I am already used to it. Strangely, I'm not getting tired of this kind of vibe and feeling. I practically live in this bar because of the amount of time that I spent here than I spent in our home.

"Just wait. Don't be too excited," I playfully answered her as I turn my head in her direction.

Her eyes rolled and she made a face.

"Fine. Just call me if you went out unnoticed. This night is a blast and I think I'll be having a hard time following your every move. So just give me a call when you're in trouble or something."

"Alright," I answered nonchalantly and dismissed my friend.

She then went back to her usual thing while my eyes are back on the dance floor, trying to find a playmate for tonight.

I'm currently at a bar named High Craze Bar, owned by my best friend—Leigh. I'm almost present every night to flirt and make out with my boys, which I also call toys.

Wondering what kind of person am I? Well, they call me wh*re, sl*t, b*tch, and wild because they think that I sleep around with every man I meet each night.

Just because people have seen me being intimate with a guy every night, does that mean I was having s*x with all of them? Couldn't be that the reason was simply just because I enjoy talking and being with them? These people are too judgemental. But then, who am I trying to fool anyway? I laughed inwardly. Who would believe that nothing was going on with me and a guy in a closed-door hotel room? Of course, none! Unless they are fools. But the point here is that I was just fooling around. I had never slept with any man ever yet. True, I was going out of a bar escorted by a man almost every night and checking in at the nearest hotel but little did they know what really happens inside the room. If only they knew...

"Now, now, who would fall for my precious trap this time, huh?" I muttered mischievously while watching people in the bar dancing, drinking, and talking with their companions.

These common scenes somehow entertain me. I smirked. To me, these people all want the same thing. They went here to waste their money and time. Get drunk to forget the sucks of life. Get wasted and dirty. And most of them are trying to find a prospect to fulfill their f*cked-up life tonight. That's the same thing for me, though the kind of fun I was looking for is different from theirs.

My eyes stopped roaming when I felt someone sitting beside me. I smirked. The perfume smells expensive and too manly that I instantly knew that it was a man even before I look at him. Damn, he smells good!

I smiled and slowly turn my head in his direction. And boy, I am suddenly thrilled when I had a look at his face!

He looks so cool while nonchalantly biting his lower lip a bit, seems to be lost in his world. I secretly hitched my breath when I had a full view of his face. Two-block haircut, aquiline nose, flinty eyes, and cherry lips. The man is breathtakingly alluring! One look at his face and I seemed to be bewitched by his effortless seducing aura, that is if he really is trying to seduce me. The man isn't even looking at me, he was simply looking at his drink while holding its glass.

'This guy is dangerously innocent and gorgeous!' I said to myself. My eyes went down to his body. I mentally groaned. His physique screams perfect masculinity. Its jaw-dropping firmness makes me want to touch it!

I composed myself and sit properly. Damn, I'm being carried away! I am supposedly the one who can seduce him like this and not the other way around! The man isn't even putting an effort but I'm already drooling!

I held my gasp when the man turned his head in my direction. He stopped the slightly biting of his lips and scowled at me when he noticed my stare.

'Wait! Did he just scowl at me? Wasn't it supposed to be a smile?'

"Stop the obvious stare, Miss. It's grossing me out," he said with an annoyed tone.

My eyes grew wide.

"Excuse me?" I felt insulted that I matched his tone. Did he just say, I'm grossing him out?!

"You seem to be drooling while gawking. It's irritating."

My eyes went wider and my mouth hang open when he didn't even flinch on saying those words. He seems to be really pissed off at me!

And, wait! Am I drooling for real? My fingers reached the sides of my lips to check if it was wet but felt relieved that it was not.

I realized that he was just bluffing. My eyes became sharp. "Don't flatter yourself, Mister. You aren't worth salivating."

That's a lie. He is! But I refused to let him know that I was affected. He insulted me!

"Then stop staring. You're kind of hot but I'm not interested."

Damn the arrogance! This is the first time I was treated this way. My previous playmates were all drawn to me that I don't even need to lift one of my fingers. They are the ones who make an effort just to flirt with me. And when I was the one to pay interest, no one has ever ignored me yet, unless they are gays!

I'm used to this kind of jerks but I'm kind of pissed with this brute! True, most of my victims were rude and arrogant like this man but they are all interested in me. I felt insulted by the way he talks and looks at me.

My eyes narrowed when one of Leigh's waiters went to us.

No way. I tried to see where Leigh is located right now but she seems nowhere near my sight! Does this mean that this guy beside me will be my playmate for tonight? When Leigh is already approved of my victim, she'll let one of his waiters bring the special drink designed for my target!

Shit!

The waiter who was holding the special drink went to the man beside me. "Sir, drinks?"

"No!" I immediately cut him off. "He still has a drink. Offer it to someone else later," I tried to give him a signal to abort his mission but it was a bit hard because the jerk is looking at the both of us.

'Not this guy. Go away!' my eyes are glaring at the waiter but he doesn't seem to get it!

I saw how the man beside me furrowed his brows.

"Why? Is that one of the special drinks this bar offers? Let me have it, then."

"No!" I shook my head and slapped the waiter's hand in an attempt for the drink to be spilled but I failed! I was amazed by the firmness of this waiter's hand!

The rude guy raised his eyebrows at me and seems to be weirded out. It's fine as long as he won't be my playmate for tonight!

"Miss, are you trying to flirt with me? That's a cheap tactic, just so you know."

"What?" Astonished by this jerk choice of words, I stood up from my seat.

My face is contorted because of the irritation. The nerve of this man!

He shook his head as he looks at me wearing an insulting smirk. "Why? Isn't it true? I am a player for quite some time now and I'm used to it. It's just so happened that I'm not in the mood at the moment. But if you really wanted me to take a notice of you, you can strip right here and let me judge your body."

I didn't know how to describe my expression right now. I probably looked so mad and I felt the heat on my face because of his vulgarity.

"Pervert!" is all I managed to say because of the growing irritation.

I know that guys like him who go to this place only want to hook up and get laid to their heart's content, but this jerk is way too vulgar for me!

Damn it. Fine! Does he want to play? Then I'll give him my game!

I watched him gulp the wine that was supposedly just for my 'target' tonight. I gave him a mock smile. You'll surely regret it later, horndog!