Chapter 4

Alec

I was walking towards the apartment complex where my boy, Jaylen, lived. I usually hung out with him because the guys at the fraternity house were more on the obnoxious side. He was a calm guy and an introvert. He’s been my friend since we were in High School in Los Angeles.

We both wanted to get away from our families. 

I heard so many things about Texas and searched UT in Austin, becoming fascinated with the photos and reviews. So I made a quick trip with Jaylen here for a week before applying. 

The hill country is fascinating. We went to the Oasis, the caverns–which I’d never seen before, rivers, lakes, parties, and other cities discovering a whole other world here. 

Texas should really be a country if you ask me. So, now here we are, living the Texan life.

Jaylen was more of a computer whiz and I was athletic. I play football for the Texas Longhorns, as a wide receiver. Jaylen used to play football with me in high school, but he got tired of the beatings and practices. I, on the other hand, loved it. It wouldn’t be long before I was eligible to be drafted in the NFL and that was something I was looking forward to since it was my second year here at UT. 

I remember my first year fitting in so well with the guys, especially with the girls. I’ve had more sex than I did in high school. Jaylen would sometimes join me at parties, but I loved hanging out at his place instead, playing video games, ordering in, watching movies, you know…just chill.

I guess you can say, he was my only real friend because I already have plenty of fake people in my life. People equipped with enough bull sh*t and whatnot to entertain me.

I mentally rolled my eyes when I saw Jessica walking towards me. She knew where my boy lived and usually swung by to see if I was there. 

I made the stupid mistake of mentioning his place at a party the other day and she overheard me calling him telling him I wasn’t into it. 

Never thought Jessica would follow me but she did. She is what you call a punt bunny, a fan girl chasing over football players.

She wasn’t the only one though. We kind of hit it off becoming only f*ck buddies. I told her I wasn’t interested in a relationship, but she was relentless, obsessing over me wanting to be the only one who I’d call for a quick f*ck. Couldn’t complain, the girl was hot.

“What’s up with you?” I asked in an uninterested tone.

“Some freak bumped into me and almost made me fall on my a*s. She was rude and then her ‘boyfriend’ yelled at me!” She whined, in an annoying tone, stressing the word ‘boyfriend’. We both heard a door slam and turned our heads in that direction.

“That’s her.” She pointed out. I was surprised to see a cute girl in short shorts with a black tank top, with boxes in her arms. Scrutinizing from where I stood, I noticed her beautiful legs, round a*s, and perfect breasts. Damn, she looks good. When our eyes met, she only smiled. Those oversized glasses made her more alluring.

“Alec?” Jessica’s annoying voice snapped me from the trance.

“What?!” I pinched the spot between my eyes, “Jessica, there’s nothing I can do. Look, I gotta go. I’ll see you later tonight, sweet cheeks.” I kissed her cheek and walked in the direction where the cutie disappeared.

I got there just in time to notice which apartment she walked into. I walked slowly, trying not to look obvious, and then knocked. A few seconds passed and she didn’t answer. I know she heard the knock. So I placed my ear close, trying not to look stalkerish, to the door and I could hear her putting the boxes down.

“Open up sweetheart, I know you’re in there. I promise I’m not here to scold you, I just want a glimpse of the girl who pissed Jessica off.” I calmly said. Not that I really cared about Jessica’s feelings.

I heard her soft footsteps, she unlocked the door and then opened it. She was hiding half of her body behind the door. Too late doll, I saw you earlier.

I couldn’t believe my eyes, she looked…looked stunning. I felt a pull towards her, my body reacting to the sight of her. She was f*cking beautiful and her glasses made her look even better. The cute impassive look she had, made me chuckle. 

“What do you want–” She was about to say when she froze.

The cutie was eye-raping me. The way her eyes roamed my body made me feel warm. I rolled my bottom lip in between my teeth. She was eye candy and I loved the way she gazed at me. Keep looking at me like that and I’m going to have to–, I didn’t finish my thought when I heard her say in a whisper, “It should be a sin to look like that."

I chuckled, did I hear her correctly? “I don’t think it’s a sin…blessed probably would be the correct word.” Her eyes opened wide like saucers and she gulped. I'm guessing she didn't realize she said that out loud.

I cocked my eyebrow and smirked remembering what Jessica said, "I don't think your boyfriend would like hearing you say things like that to other guys, sweetheart."

She furrowed her brows looking confused. "I don't have a boyfriend." Her voice was angelic.

Oh, she doesn't. Even better. “W-what d-do you want?” She stammered. I see I make her nervous.

“Well, I wanted to see the person who made Jessica flip, that’s all,” I said.

“Oh…well, now you did. I’m sorry, I tried apologizing to your girlfriend, but she wouldn’t hear it. So…is that all? I have things to do," she said.

“Beautiful, tempered, and rude. I like you already, oh and Jessica is not my girlfriend.” I winked and grinned. I don’t like other girls thinking I was in a relationship with her.

“Will you be attending the party tomorrow night?” I quickly asked.

“I don't know. I have more important things to do than go to a party. But if you're going, enjoy it!” She exclaimed, closing the door on me. Damn! I chuckled, “Feisty. See you there, sweetheart. I’ll be waiting for you.”

I was about to walk away when I heard her faintly say, “Hot, gorgeous, sexy boy say whaaa?!”

This girl was going to be fun. I loved her sass and her thinking out loud. So I replied, “He said, he’ll be waiting for you!” I cackled as I left her door to head to Jaylen’s place. Wait till I tell him about her. Coming to his place has now become more interesting if it means to bump into that beauty. She may seem different, but she’s caught my interest, that’s for sure.

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“Bring out the jugs!” I yelled out to Travis, one of our linebackers. 

“Jimmy is bringing them out, Alec.” He yelled back. 

The music was blasting making it hard to talk to each other. We all pitched in for a DJ and the liquor. Everything was being set up for the party tonight. 

Honestly, I wasn’t looking forward to it, but Xander Hills, our quarterback, wanted the new fresh meat to join us before they were invited to another frat house. He’s a heartless d*ck sleeping around with any girl whom he crosses paths with. The college ‘man whore’ and trust me, he doesn’t give a damn about the nickname. 

Rumor has it that he wasn’t like this before. I was told that he was in love with a girl in high school, but she ended up cheating on him with a guy from another college during the summer. Since then, he has given up on relationships becoming a thing of the past. 

Can’t blame him, he was heartbroken. We all make those mistakes…well some of us. I know it doesn’t excuse him from using those girls, but they’re not innocent either. Every girl nowadays wants a chance with the popular jock.

My story is different though, I come from a rich family. My Father, Brice Alec Madden, owns an Event Management business. What started as a small business soon became a huge corporation for well-known celebrities and other businesses all around the world. Our name became widely known and respected.

I am an only child and soon to become CEO of Madden Luxe Events Corporation. The problem here is that my Father doesn’t give a damn about what I want. My Mother, Trisha Madden, supports me and usually tries to fly out to some of my games, but…he’s some type of special.

It’s been this way since the moment I chose to play football, but I was forced to take business courses if I came down here. My heart was in the game though and will always be.

He forgets that I have dreams and mine is to be drafted into the NFL.

He’s the only one who can’t fathom the idea. The guy hasn’t even attempted to come watch me play. Funny though, he can watch and gamble on other teams when he’s with his friends. Seems to me like he enjoys it, bringing me to the conclusion that I’m the problem.

Typical rich boy problems. I came here to get away from it all and it’s great.

After a couple of hours passed by, the frat house began to fill up with old and new faces. It wasn’t hard to spy the fresh meat- the girls that is. Apart from the boys, they were the only ones wearing masks.

“Welcome, welcome! Let the party begin!” Xander shouted out on the mic. “DJ, play ‘Party Rock’ and get this place jumpin’.”

Everyone cheered, dancing and shuffling when the song began, throwing their hands up with their red cups.

The place was overloaded with people, drinking, dancing, sucking faces, and groping each other. The same crap you saw every time. “This sh*t is getting old,” I mumbled. 

I don’t know why but I wanted to see the new girl I met yesterday. I should have asked what her name was. Hopefully, she shows up because she made it clear that she wasn’t coming. I just…you know, wanted to have a little fun with her, but if she wore a mask, that would complicate things. How was I supposed to know if she was here or not?

An hour passed and I was getting bored. 

Girls would come up, playing with my shirt, and tugging me to go somewhere alone, but I wasn’t into them. I didn’t know what the heck was wrong with me because a quick release was probably what I needed. I couldn’t for the life of me, get my soldier up. They’re slutty dresses and bare legs weren’t doing it for me.

I was already thinking about leaving when my eyes fell on a small girl in a short black lace dress, almost leaving nothing to the imagination, walking in. She wore a black cute lace mask to match. Her hair was down in soft waves and her legs were sexy a*s hell, and those ‘f*ck me’ black heels were calling my name.

“Well, hot damn. Hello gorgeous,” I whispered.

She was looking around, I’m guessing for someone, tippy-toeing trying to see over people. Then suddenly, her head turned towards the dance floor. The sexy smirk on her lips told me she liked the song. She stepped forward but then hesitated. 

Something must have changed her mind because she slowly made her way to the middle of the crowd, with her arms up, swaying them, moving her hips at the same time in a sexy erotic manner. That small bounce her a*s was doing, made my shaft come to life. It pulsed feeling restrained against my jeans. The way she danced made me mesmerized. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was beautiful even with the mask on. Too bad I couldn’t see her face fully. 

Who was she? I had to get to her before someone else did.

I put my drink down and sauntered over to her. The moment I was behind her, I placed my hands on her hips. It startled her, making her stop dancing, but she didn’t turn around. 

A few seconds later, she proceeded to dance, so I held onto her firmly, swaying with her from side to side, moving with her at the sound of the beat. I inhaled her scent, and man did she smell good. Whatever it was, had a hint of vanilla. 

A wave of electricity ran through my body, as I felt her body close to mine, igniting a hidden fire within me. 

I’ve never felt this way before…for a girl. I mean, I’ve been with several of them only for pleasure, but this…whatever this was, was foreign to me. 

I just couldn’t place my finger on this unfamiliar feeling. There was something extraordinary yet peculiar about her.

Me being me, I reached for her throat, gripping it softly. I knew my eyes were dilated because I felt aroused and excited. I held her tighter by the waist pulling her close to my front wanting her to feel how bad I wanted her.

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