The meeting.

Rose's POV

"Hurry up, you bitches, the club is already in full swing!"

I heard Jade's voice yell in our direction. I smiled in amusement and quickly applied a fresh coating of baby pink lipstick on my lips. I glanced to the side, and my other friend, Kayla, was stepping out of the bathroom cubicle, cleaning her hands with some baby wipes.

"We have to go, Kayla. Or Jade's going to come in here and drag us out herself," I said with a chuckle.

She giggled, hurrying to sidle beside me in front of the mirror. "Alright, alright. By the way, you look so pretty, Rose. I wish I had such beautiful red hair."

Her compliment made me blush, but as always, I tried to brush it off. She popped some mint gum in her mouth and spritzed some perfume on herself, and then, on me.

Jade stormed into the bathroom, blonde hair shining.

"Come on, girls! We just finished our final exams and you're going to waste such a special night in the bathroom?"

Kayla laughed and pulled me along. "Hell, no. Let's go party, girls!"

I could not hold the bright grin covering my face as we three held hands and plunged into the dense crowd, making a beeline straight to the bar. Some hot music was blasting against the four walls of the building, and bodies were grinding and gyrating against each other. The air smelt of perfume, cigarettes, and something more erotic.

I have never felt more excited.

At the bar, Jade ordered shots after shots, and we all encouraged each other to down as much alcohol as possible. Kayla was singing some drunken lyrics along with the music, and I had my hands up in the air, moving my hips around in my tiny black dress.

The burn of alcohol was ever present in my chest, but even as I grabbed more shots and emptied it in my mouth, I felt so free. Finally, all those crazy years of college were finally over. Kayla had slipped into the arms of some random guy, and they were having a nice time grinding on each other to the beat of the music.

I giggled and turned to Jade, but she seemed to be flirting with the bartender. Needing a moment to catch my breath, I leaned back on a stool and grabbed a glass of whiskey. I eagerly raised it to my lips, but paused when my eyes fell on a masculine figure a few meters away. There was something about him that completely froze me in place.

Was it the way his broad shoulders stretched his satin shirt in such a seductive way that it was almost slutty? His manly chest narrowed down into a tight waist, and strong, long stallion legs. He was leaning against a wall, having a drink and staring at something on his phone. He seemed completely oblivious to the rowdy partying around him.

I felt something tighten between my legs. Arousal.

Or was it the alcohol? I didn't have much time to ponder on that, because as if he felt my gaze, he looked in my direction and our eyes met. I saw his face clearly for the first time, and I was blown away by how gorgeous he was.

It was already too late by the time I realized I was walking toward him. Being drunk gave me so much courage, that I found myself right in front of him, craning my neck up his tall frame so I could meet his dark eyes.

"Hi, I'm Rose. You're gorgeous," I said, and I could not even hide the way my eyes kept travelling over his body.

A sleek eyebrow rose under his dark hair, and something flashed in his eyes. "Rose. That's a delicate name fit for a woman as delicate as you. However, if you throw yourself at me like this, you might get thoroughly disrespected before the end of the night."

Disrespected?

Whatever that meant, it still made me so hot with desire all over. And his voice, lord, his voice. I felt so moist and needy.

I took a step closer and placed a hand on his chest. "Now, I'm curious."

He took my drink away from my hand and downed all of it, along with his own before discarding the cups somewhere. He leaned down towards me, and I could see the lust swirling in those eyes.

"You're so pretty, but if I let loose, you can't handle me." He said in a low voice, but that was my breaking point. I literally flung myself up at him and caught his lips with mine, kissing him so frantically.

He grabbed me and consumed me with a kiss so scorching that I was immediately transported to a place so far away from my body. All I could let out was sighs as his big hands palmed my body, pressing me deeper into his hard chest.

I had no idea how we got into a dark room, with me on a large bed, and him on me, both of us naked. But all I knew was that my thighs were up on his strong shoulders, and his tongue was in my mouth, plundering me and giving me so much pleasure that my moans almost brought the entire room down.

It was so intense that I passed out after multiple orgasms.

*******

I opened my eyes, and was greeted by the blinding light in the room, and a terrible headache. I groaned, grabbing my head and burying myself deeper into the sheets. That's when I realized that I was naked, and it was broad daylight.

What?

Abruptly, I sat up with my eyes wide open. My heart was slamming so hard with panic as I looked around the room, and remembered all the dirty things that happened in this bed last night. The worst part was the alcohol had wiped off a lot of the details.

So all I could do was stare at the empty room in horror, feeling more alone than ever.