Lyra"Ugh, are you guys going to wake up or... Oh, you're already awake," the bartender who I recognized from last night said as she walked into the room, and I winced from how intense my hangover was."Fuck!""I know right, you had a lot to drink last night." She walked towards the other side of the bed where the guy was and slapped him across the thigh. "Get the fuck up, Greg. I have to be in school in an hour.""Ugh!" The guy groaned, sitting up on the bed, and she sighed."Gosh, you both are a sore sight."She walked out of the bedroom again, throwing over her shoulders. "You both have overstayed your welcome, so..."I was pretty confused and disoriented.Who was the lady?Where was I?And who was the gay-looking guy?Sorry for the stereotype, but you can't tell me he was straight with all the nail polish he had on his fingers, black by the way, and the amount of rings he had on.His hair was dyed, his outfit bright, and his eyes were glassy when they turned on me."And you are?"
LyraI took off the dress the minute I got home, going into the bathroom where I took off my underwear and makeup too, and I stood under the shower for twenty minutes, just fuming.He was an asshole.A pure motherfucker.How could he have dumped another person's drink on me? Emphasis on the "another person's" and smirk at that too.I didn't know what to do with my anger, and after another ten minutes in the bathroom just calming myself down, I came out into the bedroom, where I put on a baggy t-shirt I bought.I wore nothing underneath it except for a pant and thin tube I fished out from my purchase, and I went down into the kitchen like that to search for what to eat.The chef had come by already, and I settled for the bacon, bread, and tea that was available—even though it was already noon—before sitting by the counter to scroll through my phone.My dad's company case was still very much ongoing, and my dad was still nowhere to be seen.That part baffled me a lot. The fact that he
LyraI stepped into the club after a few minutes; the place very lively with music and dance, and I sighted the bartender, Bella, first before her friend, Greg, by the counter."Oh my God, girl, you look stunning!" Greg said once I got close to them, and he widened his eyes for emphasis.Yup, he was so gay."Thank you."Bella, on the other hand, who wasn't really attending to any customers right then, was obviously having a hard time remembering my name, and I offered it to her again, "Lyra.""Yeah Lyra. You're back."I nodded. "Yup, since my mission didn't come to fulfillment last night, so I came up with a better solution to not get drunk tonight."She nodded. "Good idea, actually.""Great because I was just telling Bella of an invitation I got to one of the most prestigious VIP clubs in town, but she is unwilling to go.""I have an assignment to do, Greg, and I don't have interest in male-infected clubs.""You work in one."I ordered a glass of whiskey and drank it slowly as they b
LyraWe were grinding on each other before I knew it, his hands going up and down my body while breathing down my neck some more, and I tried not to imagine that it was Adrian doing it.All to no avail though.Like, why do I keep fantasizing about him when he wasn't even here or probably didn't even fantasize about me too?It was stupid.I sighed, pulling away from Mason, and he cocked an eyebrow. "What?""How about we have a drink? I'll like to get off my feet.""Okay." He nodded and led me to the counter, where the bartender passed us some drinks, and I gulped down a glass without even knowing its contents."Woah, woah, calm down. What's wrong?"I shook my head, "Nothing. Just changing my mind about not getting drunk.""And why is that?""Because I need it."He sipped his own drink and placed the glass back on the counter after a few sips. "So you're a student?"I nodded. "I'm doing my transfer to a university here in Rome.""Hmm...""You?"He shrugged, "I'm just here and there."I
LyraDrinking a dozen beers after the asshole left didn't help to make me feel any better.In fact, it just made me think and groan in anger; I felt the need to do something.Cause havoc.What could I do?Destroy his property?I couldn't even get out of the house.Make him jealous?I don't think he would get jealous considering how disgusted he looked earlier.Spend his money?My eyes lit up at that.He was a businessman and probably advocated for spending wisely, so spending his money carelessly would get him all riled up, right?I stood up from the kitchen counter to go get my phone and laptop that I hadn't really used since Kael got it for me, and I swiped onto Chanel's website page, where I searched for the most expensive thing.Bulgari was next.Followed by Gucci and some other big name brands that I knew and shopped from, and I found myself on a car dealership page before I could stop myself.But what was the point of stopping myself?I was here to spend his money right, and a c
AdrianAlfredo was the first person to greet me when I walked into my study later that morning, his ass sitting on my desk, and he cocked an eyebrow, "Where did you go to?"I walked to the couch in the room and sat, ignoring his question, "Here and there. Why?""You don't just travel to Rome for no reason."Yup, but there had been a reason, right?Scolding my best friend's daughter, who was hard of hearing, but still, I shouldn't have called her that.The look that had washed over her face when I called her a whore was still etched in my memory, which I hated."Adrian?"I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I needed to oversee the progress with our establishments.""You could have done that here.""And what are you aiming for?"He raised his hands and stood up, "Nothing. Just curious... and excited for the upcoming party."I rolled my eyes; of course he is.His favorite part of the event would be held, which will make him more excited and bring out that part of him I hate to see.
LyraI ended up calling Adrian's right-hand man myself after I remembered that he had saved his number on my phone the other day.Those robots outside were unmoving."What is it?" He asked when he picked up the call."That is no way to greet someone you locked up inside a house."I could hear him sigh through the line, "What is it, Lyra?""I need to go out or I'll lose my mind, so tell these men to let me out or put me on the phone with my dad."He definitely wouldn't agree with this after hearing me out."To tell him what? That you went clubbing and almost put yourself in danger?""I was perfectly fine.""So you think, but you were not; trust me. Just sit tight and wait for your transfer process to be over; you'll soon be out and going to school."I sighed and prepared myself to reply when I suddenly heard a beep indicating that he had cut the call."What?!" I scoffed, dialing his number again, and he picked up."What is it?""You don't just cut off a lady like that."He sighed once
LyraThe club was as lively as ever, with Bella standing at the counter, and she gaped at me when she saw me."What?" I asked, sitting by the counter, and she glanced up to meet my eyes."Y-your outfit..."I looked down at the shirt and jeans I had borrowed from the delivery girl before placing the helmet on the counter."What about it?""You shouldn't look that hot if you're not a lesbian."I chuckled, adjusting the loose pants and shirt, and I picked up a glass of cocktail that was already lined up on the counter."What about Greg?"She shrugged, "preparing for an event with his new fling or something, but he should be here any minute."And he did appear a few minutes later, looking surprised when he saw me. "Girl, where did you go? I didn't hear from you after that night."I nodded, unsure if I should tell about my temporary locking-up situation and how I had gotten out, but I decided against it after a while.That wasn't a situation you just tell to friends, especially new ones.