Who's That Guy?

Looking at him I get flustered when I look at him. His presence fills up the room everyone seems to be afraid of him somehow.

Is he a god or something?.

It's like time has slowed down as I watch him stalk around the club towards me. He has one hand casually in his pocket.

Why the fuck is he coming in my direction again? Chill Emma, you don't know this guy and he doesn't know you either so act cool and act like you can't see him.

He's a walking fantasy, taking pleasure gawking at him.

He's a dangerous demon sent by satan to give women impure thoughts.

He stops right in front of me and holds out his hand to me with a sexy smirk forming on his lips.

I wanna jump on him and tell him how fucken hot he is but I'm innocent, I wouldn't do that anyway.

A fucking sex god...

I put my hand in his and he engulfs mine in his, That's when I get a weird feeling why does this feel like I'm holding Emir's hand, just his touch sends shivers to my body I can feel the heat between my legs.

I notice his the same height just as emir as well.

Oh, Emma not every guy is your Mr. Emir, that boy was a jerk and he still is, so focuse on what's in front of you.

He holds my hand for a bit longer than necessary as I take in his features, why do I keep getting the same feeling again and again. His eyes are the only thing I can see, His dark eyes pierce through mine as he runs his tongue across his button lip.

I swallowed hard too loud for him to notice, I can feel my panties getting wet. Oh god, he hasn't even made a move on me yet but he's already making me feel this way, or is it because I drank too much to make me feel this way.

His eyes and lips are the only thing I can see because of his mask I'm unable to see his full face properly. I feel his eyes pierce through me.

I breathe out heavily.

How much I would love those eyes to look straight in mine when he fucks my brains out.

He squeezes my hand, making me turn back to earth, I see an emotion pass over his eyes but it's gone almost instantly.

I love the feeling of his rough hands against mine, I don't want to let it go so soon. I imagine how I would feel them between my legs, I have to compose myself so he doesn't notice my breathing just changed even more.

Suddenly his mood changes and he lets go of my hand, making me lose my stability, I close my eyes as I was about to touch the ground, and I feel rough hands wrap around my waist, I open my eyes to see his eyes on mine, He is so close that his breath is hitting my lips, his eyes dart from my eyes to my lips, I stare at him intently waiting for his next move. There it goes that same feeling again.

" Emir!" I mumble.

My words turn him against me as he quickly lets go of my body making me fall to the ground.

"Ouch!" I wince in pain.

He shows no emotions at all instead he grins showing off those white teeth, He's so dangerously handsome.

His behavior and the way he carries himself seem to intimidate people enough. I watch as he starts to match away from me to the Vip section, he turns on a dime, with his dark eyes piercing mine.

I push myself up off the floor, hoping to show him his place, I speed up my walk following him as he descended.

Where did that condescending, rude asshole go?

Who does he think he is to drop me on the floor like that?.

I don't notice he was already in front of me till it was too late for me, I smack into him, my head hitting his chest, and to my surprise, he quickly wraps his hands around my waist to steady me.

He quickly lets go of my waist, I walk backward until I hit the wall. He walks slowly towards me and with just a raise of his finger everyone in the Vip section drifts away leaving him and me alone in a private area away from the loud music and drunk people.

He leans down and forms a devilish smirk.

I swallowed hard.

"Why are you following me?" he questions with a demanding tone.

I struggle to answer him at first because just the sound of his voice alone scars me to death, but something about his voice too makes it sound like Emirs.

I shake my head bringing myself back to reality.

" How dare you, drop me to the floor like that?" I yell at him.

"Are you talking back at me?"

"Yes, I am, does it make your dick shrink in size?" I speak with confidence raising an eyebrow.

He looks at me from top to bottom. But suddenly I get the same feeling again, which urges me to want to take off his mask.

He notices my movement and his eyes darken forcing him to turn away from me.

"Get out," he barks at me.

I frown confused " W-what, ?" I ask.

He closes his eyes and his hands clench into a fist" I said get the hell out, I don't need to repeat myself," this time he replies loudly with bared teeth.

I quickly run out of the private room and a strange man with huge muscles walked in after I did, he must be his bodyguard or ssomething

I feel my breathing growing faster and getting more audible.

Glancing around the club, desperately trying to find Erica and Jessica in the crowded room.

"Has anyone seen Erica and Jessica?" I question no one in particular.

Great I spot Jessica

dancing on the dance floor having the best time of her life and honestly, I hate to disturb her but I have to anyway, I need to get out of this place quickly.

I walk over to Jessica and tap her on the shoulder making her turn in anger but cool down when she sees me.

"We need to go," I say.

"Why?" she questions with a sad expression.

" Have you seen, Erica?"

" Nope, I haven't seen her after you've left with that hottie," she says with a wink.

"Stay here," I warn her and walk off pushing my way through the crowd ahead.

"Wait!" Jessica screams out to me, I turn back to see her waving at me as she walks towards me.

"Where are you going?" she questions.

she continues....

"Are you okay?" she ask with a worried look on her face.

" Yes, I'm fine," I tell her.

" You don't look okay," she says.

" I need to Erica, I don't want to be here any longer."

"You can't leave yet" she reaches out grabbing my arms and holding me tightly.

" Tell me why happened to you " she demands in a soft voice.

"Let's find, Erica first," I say.

"You sure, you are okay?" she gasps, her eyes glued to the VIP area.

Why did I get a feeling that it was Emir, am I going crazy or something everything about that guy was Emir.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I focus back on Jessica who is now smiling back at me.

"Let's find Erica and meet back here when you do," she says.

I nod in response....

Jessica lets go of me, I push my way through the crowd, desperately searching for Erica, she is my only way out of this place and right now she's nowhere to be found.