This Is Not A Playground

 

 

I almost closed my eyes when I entered that bar. Every light dancing around is making me dizzy. Even though I followed Maddix for days and nights, I never made it inside; I was only outside every time I followed him, so I couldn't help but get dizzy with the light dancing around.

 

 

This is also my first time going to this kind of place, and this is one of Bella's worries that I might get into trouble, so she is really trying her best to stop me from doing this.

 

 

 

 

Once I was able to get used to the dizzying light around me, I continued walking inside. I saw some sofas that were U-shaped, and my lips almost parted when I saw some people kissing on one side, not worrying if someone was looking at them. They are just kissing and enjoying what they are doing.

 

 

 

 

I was so busy looking around that I almost jumped in shock when someone grabbed my back. I quickly pushed him away in shock and fear, especially when he approached me.

 

What the hell?

 

 

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I surprise you?" I noticed his longing look at me.

 

 

 

 

He looks like 25 years old or something. He is handsome, but this is not what I am doing here. I am here to get close to that CEO.

 

 

 

 

"I just saw you here, so I can't help but go here and ask for your name. I'm Wendell, by the way," he said, raising his hand.

 

 

 

 

I stared at it and didn't know if I would accept it. I was about to leave, but I saw some men coming in, and I almost panicked when I saw that the person I was looking for was one of them!

 

 

 

 

I wanted to throw him whatever I could get on his face when I saw his smile when his colleague said something. It seems that the person who introduced himself as Wendell noticed my glance at those who entered here in the club, so he glanced over there.

 

 

 

 

I glanced at him and suddenly thought of something. His hand was still in the air, so I quickly accepted his hand. He was surprised and glanced at me when I did that.

 

 

 

 

"I'm Liya. I'm new here, but do you know them?" I asked Wendell, turning my head to those guys who are in corporate attire.

 

 

 

 

"Of course, I know them. I am one of them," he said, making my lips part a bit. Then I couldn't help but smile.

 

It's not bad to use something to get closer to that asshole CEO.

 

 

He raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed. I think he realised something.

 

 

"The girl I approached today seems wrong. You're not for me tonight. You like one of them?" He laughed after asking me that, like I don't need to answer it because it's already obvious that I like one of them.

 

 

I don't like one of them. I am just angry at one of them.

 

 

I bit my lip and couldn't speak. I was just surprised when he grabbed me by the waist.

 

 

 

 

"Let's go. I'll introduce you," he said for a reason, so I let go of his hold on my waist.

 

 

 

 

We walked slowly to the sofa where those men who entered earlier with Maddix Villaranza, who is the CEO, were to get my revenge. We were a bit walking to go to that sofa when people stopped Wendell and greeted him.

 

 

 

Some also asked who I am; Wendell only told them my name, but I don't care who they are; I just want to go to where my target is.

 

We were already on the U-shaped sofa where they were sitting when we noticed that Wendell's colleague was staring, and it included the man I hate.

 

 

 

We both looked at each other, and I saw him adjust his sitting position. He raised an eyebrow at me before taking the glass in front of him and drinking from it. He is wearing an expensive watch that really can grab attention. I don't know if I saw it right, but I saw his smile when he saw me staring at him, but it suddenly disappeared, like it's just an illusion. After a few seconds, his eyes went down to Wendell's hand that was on my waist.

 

What are you thinking, Asshole?!

 

 

I frowned and couldn't help but wonder at the look he gave. okay? What was that?

 

 

 

 

"You all are late," Wendell began while staring at his colleagues, so I glanced at Wendell.

 

 

 

 

"Looks like you should be thankful that we're late, Wendell," someone laughed at one of them.

 

 

 

 

I looked down at Maddix again. I bit my lower lips when he remained staring at me, like he didn't care if I saw him staring at me.

 

 

 

 

We all glanced at him as he stood up and took a nap. He glanced boredly at me and then at Wendell.

 

 

 

 

"Planning to get your own girl, Dix?" It's Wendell who asks Maddix.

 

"I don't need to approach women because they will approach me," he said proudly.

 

I gasped and looked at him in disbelief. The arrogance! Those who were with him just laughed, and no one even reprimanded what he said.

 

Maddix glanced again at Wendell's hand on my waist, and I almost blushed in irritation at what he said next.

 

 

 

 

"Why don't you just let that kid you are with, Wendell? She seems young. You need a woman who can serve you tonight, not a child who needs to be taken care of the whole night," he seriously said before passing.

 

 

 

 

I gasped again. Some people there, including Wendell, were cursed. With the irritation and anger I felt, I removed Wendell's hand from my waist and faced that man.

 

 

 

 

"Liya!" Wendell called, but I was annoyed with this guy.

 

 

 

 

What did he think of me? A kid? What did he say? A child needs to be taken care of tonight. I'm not a fvcking kid, you fvcking asshole!

 

 

 

 

I quickly blocked him. He raised an eyebrow at me again, and then he gave me a bored look when I did that.

 

I stared at him in full annoyance. Damn him!

 

 

"I'm not a kid!" I said, annoyed.

 

 

 

 

"Oh, okay?" I was even more irritated by his response. Oh? Okay? What the hell? Is he serious?

 

It's that the only thing he is going to say?

 

 

"Take back what you said! I'm not a kid to be taken care of tonight!" I was very angry with him. I am really freaking angry at this guy!

 

 

 

 

He looked at me from head to toe and suddenly became serious.

 

 

 

 

"You're still young. Wendell is 28 years old. He needs a woman like those who are around you. Do you think you can do what those women are doing? Hmmm, I don't think so. You can't do it because you are just a kid." He laughed and even pointed to those women near us who were kissing some guy.

 

 

 

 

"Go home. This is not a playground," he said emphatically and was about to pass me, but I blocked him again.

 

 

 

No way!

I can feel his friends watching me, but I don't care. I don't freaking care! I will make him see that he is wrong and that I'm not a kid! I can do what those women are doing right now! Kissing? Fine! It's nothing for me.

 

 

 

 

"And what makes you think that I can't?" I said confidently.

 

 

 

His expression became serious, and his jaw tightened. "Why? Are you going to kiss Wendell?"

 

 

 

 

"Of course not! Why would I stay away if you can experience being kissed by the kid you are saying? Why would I kiss him if I can do it to you?" I said while laughing but still angry at him.

 

 

 

"Leav--" I put my index finger on his lips. He looked at me seriously when I did that, so I smiled at him seductively. 

 

He tried to say something again, but of course, I didn't let him.

 

 

I wrapped my hand around his neck before touching my lips to his. This is not my first kiss, so I didn't think twice about doing this. I should just give him a smack, but I opened my eyes in shock when his hand wrapped my waist and grabbed my back, and then after that, he pulled me to kiss me more—torrid.

 

 

 

 

If he hadn't held me, I would have been lying on the floor, for sure. My knees were going soft and weak; I couldn't even help but be surprised by the way he kissed me.

 

Shìt!

 

For the first time, I heard my moan when he put his tongue in my lips and kissed me violently, as if he were thirsty for it. I moaned again, and fvck it! Damn it! What is happening? I felt dizzy from the way he was kissing me.

 

 

 

 

I was shocked and almost dumbfounded when he pulled his lips away from me. He even managed to draw a circle shape on my back with his finger, so I felt electricity that seemed to flow through my whole body.

 

I felt sleepy, and I couldn't even look at him after that.

 

 

"See? You're just a kid. Why don't you just go home? Don't play in places like this; like I said, this is not a playground for you to play with," he said before letting go and leaving me there.

 

 

 

 

I thanked Wendell when he approached me. I held onto him to support myself. I really felt weak. That kiss was really making me weak. Damn! What was that?