Who's Perv

One month has passed since that night. My mother went back abroad and I did what I was told. I went to the office the next morning and started working my ass off even though I felt like dying inside that four-cornered room!

It's a good thing that she wasn't around because if she is, I don't think I can freely breathe.

I wanted so much to run away but I can't disobey her, can I?

Leigh gave me a glass of light alcoholic drink while I'm sitting at the bar counter. "So what's your plan for tonight?"

I shrugged my shoulder. "The usual, of course," I answered her as I roam my eyes to the whole bar to find my next target—I mean 'playmate'.

Yes, I'm still up for it. But this time, I'm cautious. I told Leigh everything and she knows what to do to prevent anyone from following me. She has her private security agency, one of the best-skilled security agencies in the country, actually. Their area of expertise is to protect anyone from the paparazzi and suspicious stalkers.

I wonder if they were able to block the people who took my photos and sent them to my mother? I shrugged. It seems like they were because my mother didn't call or went home after that, even though I was always here at night.

With the help of wild tiny lights coming from the laser ball, I saw Leigh's eyeballs roll. "The usual? Do you mean, you're not going to change your strategy of fooling them?"

I frowned. What does she mean? She realized that I didn't get her that's why she continued.

"Well, if you want to make fun big time, then do something out of the ordinary!" I saw how her eyes glittered with tease and I understood what she really meant. I gave her a fake smile and snapped my fingers on her forehead. "Ouch!" she complained.

"I know what you're talking about, you silly! How many times do I have to repeat to you? I'm just playing and having fun fooling them around. I don't want this to turn into a serious one. Over my dead—"

"Virgin sexy body!" she resumed and laughed.

My hand flew in the air to give her another blow on her forehead but I instantly froze when I had a glimpse of someone coming from the entrance. I saw how he breathtakingly roam his eyes inside.

"Oh, shit!" I immediately ducked my head.

"What?" Asked Leigh when she noticed my abrupt change of mood. She then traced my line of vision when I didn't answer.

"What is he doing here again?" I mumbled with a slight panic. Is he here for me again? I hope not. I hope he's here only to party and dance! But deep inside my thoughts, I know the real reason why he's here again tonight!

"He's looking for you, I bet," Leigh casually said and turned her eyes on me. She's now smirking. "Go use the emergency exit and run for your life."

I gave her a death glare. "Why would I do that?" I snapped.

She snickered. "Then tell me, how else can you escape from him if you aren't going to leave now?"

I gave her a scoff. Does she think I'm afraid of that man? I'm not! I'm just irritated that he bothers me every night that I couldn't properly enjoy my usual trick. I already told him that I'm not interested in him and that he was just a one-night stand man to me. But he was too persistent and wanted 'us' to do 'that' again, stating that he didn't feel and remember anything that happened on our first night!

Son of a grasshopper! How can he remember and felt anything when we didn't do anything? Except of course, for the make-outs part, nothing really happened after that. Aside from going home earlier than usual, I didn't plan on sleeping with him in the first place. Because as I said, I was just fooling around. I planned to pull a prank on his body and take pictures to send them the next day. I succeeded with those pranks on my previous playmates and made them regret lusting over me. It just so happened that the night I was with him, was also the time of the witch's arrival. And since I didn't get his name, Leigh wasn't able to know his identity. We tried to find out his name but for some reason, Leigh's investigator isn't showing us any information yet. And since we didn't know this guy, Leigh couldn't do something to prevent him from coming back to her bar.

Since then, he was always here every night to convince me to have another night with him. It's been a month and he's consistent!

I'm just a bit restless now because I remember his warning the last time we talked. Now my thoughts drove me back to our last conversation...

"Why are you refusing to have another night with me?" He asked as his thick and manly brows furrowed together.

I groaned helplessly. "I already told you the reason for the nth time. Why don't you just forget what happened that night?"

We're outside the bar and in front of his car. His luxurious Ferrari model almost made me lose my mind and ride with him but I held myself back. This is not the time to be tempted!

The parking lot is a bit dimmed. He asked me to hop in but out rightly, I refused. I know that the moment I ride with it, we'll end up in a hotel room so nope.

"Why? Because you've just counted me as one of your one-night stands? Come on, we can do more than that. We can even be sleep buddies if your performance was good."

I choked on his words. Geez! I almost strangle him. At first, he was just asking for us to do it again, but now he wanted us to be sleep buddies?

"Sleep buddies, my foot! You're crazy!" I spat.

He snickered. "I can't see anything wrong with that. You slept with different men so why act like it's a big deal?"

My patience is rapidly dropping. How many times do I have to tell him that those are just one-night stands and none of those guys had a second time with me? If I only knew that this man would be a problem, I shouldn't have included him on my list! Too late, I already did. Damn.

I didn't know what else reason he needs to stop. My attention was suddenly diverted when I saw an exceptional hunk man who was about to go inside the bar. My eyes glittered. Oops! Target locked.

"Hey, are you still with me?"

I took my steps to walk and follow the guy I saw just but before I could walk faster, the annoying guy in front of me held my arm.

"Where are you going?" He frowned.

"I want to follow that hot guy," I answered him as I motioned in the direction of the guy who was about to go inside.

He traced my line of vision and frowned even more. Don't worry, you're way hotter. I pouted. I can't deny that the man in front of me is a real deal! It's just that, my fascination with every guy I meet ends after our first night. Maybe I did flirt with them at first because I'm interested, but I didn't plan on seeing them after. I only want to play and pull a prank, especially on those pervs who only follow their instincts using their head below.

"Tsk. Liberated perv," He murmured and looked back at me.

I was astonished at his accusations.

Before I could stop myself, my tongue already fired words I couldn't filter. "Look who's talking! Who's a perv between us two? Who's here every night to ask me to sleep with him? If I'm a perv then what are you? S*x-starved horndog?"

"I am not. I only want to prove if you were really able to arouse me that night because I couldn't remember feeling anything."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course you did. Guys like you get aroused easily just seeing women in skirts. You flirt and go after us so you could satisfy your needs!"

He smirked. "Women were the ones who were after me and not the other way around."

I flashed a smirk too. "Really? Then why are you begging for a second time with me?"

I got him there. His smirk faded and his face turned serious. He slightly opened his mouth to say something but couldn't seem to say it. In the end, he just let his lips part.

I was a bit stunned. I remember the first night I saw him and how he can easily seduce any woman with the way he purses, bites, and parts his lips! The way he stares and frowns makes you unexplainably drawn to him. He's like a magnet you couldn't just resist.

Damn! This is also one of the reasons why I run away from him. Because I can't seem to hold myself and always lose control when he's near.

"What? You said women are the ones who are after you but why are you here... going after me?" I said cockily. And before I could stop myself, I walked near him and seductively run my fingers through the buttons of his polo near his masculine chest. "Admit it, then. None of those women who were after you were as good as me..."

I felt him stiffen when I huskily muttered those words. I smirked. I took the space between us to sensually grabbed his nape and slowly kiss him.