Chapter Five

“He's a savior, compared to a devil like you,” Allison answered.

“Is this why you filed for divorce? To be with him?” Charles inquired.

“Oh yes… he's too hot to resist. And I have to divorce you to be with him.” Allison giggled.

“Allison, I know you are doing this intentionally to hurt my ego. I'm sure you don't even know him. Let's just settle this amicably.” Charles said, softly. 

“Why is it so hard to believe that I'm in love with him?”

Allison rolled her eyes up and her gaze met that of the hot guy who seemed a bit drunk. Holy shit! Why is he so hot and tempting? She bit her lower lips and cursed under her breath. She hoped he would forgive her for what she was about to do. 

She stepped closer to him, tilted her head slightly upward, and stood on her toes to meet his lips easily. 

The moment her lips met his, a fire ignited inside her. As if the man knew what she was trying to do, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back passionately. The kiss was sudden, scorching, and everything she hadn't known she craved. Her heart pounded in her chest, her body responding instinctively, leaning into him, wanting more. 

But then, the sharp taste of alcohol hit her, sharp and bitter, cutting through the moment like a blade, a reminder of where they were and why she had kissed him. She pulled herself back from him abruptly.

Charles' eyes widened in shock and a heavy feeling settled in his chest. Bella stood up abruptly, stumbling a bit before gaining her balance. 

Allison loved every bit of their reactions. She loved how she could easily drive them crazy. This is just the beginning, they had better get prepared. 

“Allison!” Gloria called. “Are you drunk?” She asked her, her voice barely above a whisper. 

A triumphant smile tugged at Allison's lips. “No, I'm not but I think he is.” She replied, staring at the man with furrowed brows and worried eyes. 

“Fuck shit! Why am I so concerned about him?” She mumbled. 

She hated how she was worried about a stranger, especially how her body reacted to the kiss. She shouldn't be doing this. She thought. She was given another chance to exact vengeance on Charles and Bella, not to fall for another man. Not anymore. 

“Convinced now?” She turned to Charles and asked. 

Suddenly, the hot man felt dizzy and almost stumbled on the floor. 

Allison hurried over to him, holding his arms. “Are you okay?” She asked worriedly. 

“I guess my drink was spiked.” He murmured faintly. “Please help me to my room.” He pleaded, his voice weak and barely audible. 

“Where's the key to your room?” She asked.

“Here.” He pulled out the key from the pocket of his pants. 

Allison collected the key and checked the room number on it. Supporting him carefully, she guided him with a steady arm around his waist. 

“Gloria, you should head home first. I will catch up with you later.” She said, handing over the car key to her. 

“Allison, don't…” Charles called out but was interrupted by the sudden scream from Bella.

“My stomach!!” Bella screamed, clutching her stomach as she staggered to the floor. 

“You should take care of your mistress.” Gloria sneered and darted out of the club. 

“Let's get you to your room,” Allison said gently, trying to keep her voice calm and reassuring. 

As they moved down to his room, she kept a close hold on him, ensuring he wouldn't fall. She could feel the hotness radiating from his body. 

Finally, they reached the door to his room and she eased it open with the key.

The room was dimly lit casting soft shadows dancing around the wall. She helped him inside and gently laid him down on the large bed, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

“P- p- lease d-on't… d-ont leave me.” He stuttered. 

A wave of heat surged through his body, making him feel as though his skin was burning. His thoughts were hazy, clouded by a mixture of longing and confusion. 

“I fe-el so… hot,” he murmured, his voice husky. His hand reached out instinctively, brushing against her baby's face, the touch sent a shiver to her spine like a jolt of electricity. 

She felt it too. A magnetic pull she couldn't ignore. Her heart raced as she leaned closer to him, drawn by the intensity in his hazel-green eyes. 

He pulled her face gently towards him, his other hand resting on her waist. “I need you so much right now,” he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper, yet thick with desire. 

She looked into his eyes, seeing the same longing reflected at her. The way he touched her, the way his fingers trailed up her arm, sent shivers down her spine. Her mind screamed for her to pull away, to break the spell before it consumed her completely. But her body betrayed her, leaning in closer, her breath interacting with his as she whispered, “I feel it too.”

Allison fought with herself, the rational part of her trying to gain control, but the heat between them was almost unbearable. His lips brushed against her neck, and she closed her eyes, giving herself to the warmth of his touch, to the lustful need that had taken over the two of them. 

His hand found its way to her back, his fingers tangling in her hair as he captured her lips with his. The kiss was deep and urgent, fueled by the fire that burned inside them. 

She responded with equal intensity, her hands unbuttoning his shirt as they found their way to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart below her palms. 

“Fuck shit! I shouldn't be doing this.” Allison pulled back abruptly.