All Chapters of A Night In Vegas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ONE 1.KRYSTALI couldn't think, my brain couldn't register what this cute stranger was doing to me, what he was doing to my body. I was drunk for sure. My mind could be playing games on me.He took my lips in, kissing me softly, sucking on my lower lips, making them boggy, I couldn't help but kiss him back. I couldn't comprehend, my mind was in a catastrophic state and all I could see was shadow. The only thing that filled my head, that clouded my mind was the images of Chris and the lady he was fucking beneath him, their moans. I was hurt. I let the tears flow freely from my eyes down to my lips, tasting its bitterness, the bitterness of heartbreak. The stranger licked on my tears, and on my lips he sucked like he owned it. In the dark room, the stranger pushed me lightly on the bed, laying me flat on my back. He unbuckled his pants before climbing on me, kissing me wholly. My mind, my heart, my brain wasn't stable. I'm hurt, I'm i

THREE.3Krystal. "Yeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" I was greeted by a loud squeal immediately as I stepped into the office. Courtney would never change. Well, she missed me, I can tell. She gave me a bone-breaking hug, choking me in the process. "Courtney…. I'm….. Choking…. I…. Can't breathe." I muffled before she released me, plastering my face with kisses. She was looking more cheerful, with the bright smiles she displayed only when she was anticipating a long-expected gist. Courtney can be a crazy bitch yunno. "How was the trip? How was Vegas? What is it like? Do you have fun? Where did you visit?" She asked hastentingly, bombarding me with questions, without letting me settle down first. "Courtney!!" She's not even giving room for rest, I just resumed and I wasn't ready to talk about anything yet, Chris and Vegas palaver would be the least of my thoughts this morning. Courtney stared at me with those puppy eyes of hers, sulkily appealing. "Courtne

Chapter five. Everything in here looks sophisticated, more like a luxury. The interior decor was fantabulous, everything was to die for. I composed myself quickly when I heard the thumping of feet on the stairs and hush voices following closely. The Sullivan- I had come to properly apologize for the surly attitude of my daughter towards them the other night. I would have come with Krystal but she locked her doors from the inside. Stubborn.Krystal has been too stubborn and ill-mannered ever since she came back from Vegas but her churlish attitude isn't going to ease my desire for wealth and fame or make me call off the deal. The Sullivans must and would be my in-laws. It's just a pity that Wallace wasn't alive to see this. "Oh! My soon-to-be in-laws, I'm so sorry about my daughter's unruly and churlish behavior the last time you visited," I pleaded with a fake smile, facing Yolanda. "It's okay Anne. Dalton and I were just concluding the marriage proceedings whe

Seven.7. "Courtney, you won't believe it. I saw the Vegas stranger… I saw the stranger at the office today, he came….and he's Lucas Vanowen….. Lucas Vanowen the CEO of the Vanowen group of companies. I told you about him, right? I'm just so shocked and disheveled and……." I spoke in haste, saying everything my brain popped up. I was down in perplexity, I was nervous. I can't think straight, my head was banging seriously. "Krys! Krys! Take it easy. I can barely hear a word from you, calm down okay?....... Breathe in and then breathe out," she commanded and I did. "Here. Have some coffee. Drink it." She offered me a glass of wine to cool off and calm down. It wasn't working but I pulled still. "So tell me bit by bit, what happened?" She asked."Courtney, I saw the Vegas stranger earlier," I said sulkily. "The stranger... Errm…. The one who took advantage of you?" She asked and I nodded. "He's the one and he's Lucas, I saw him right with my own eyes…."

Nine.9. Proposing marriage to Krystal was never my plan, never my intention. I didn't plan for it. I didn't propose the idea to her because she was pregnant or because I lusted after her. It was Nick's idea that I propose to her a fake marriage, to keep Mom off my neck. This plan was cooked up two months after the sex night. I had explained everything to Nick and the nigga suggested that I find her. To him, she was the perfect girl for the plan, a perfect girl that mom would love. I wondered why he said so, not like she was the first pretty lady I've ever fucked. But presumably, she was the first lady to make me go crazy with desires and lust. I could get an erection by merely looking at her. She's the first woman I had fucked and slept off with ease afterward. I've never done that before and I pray and wish for the next time it'll happen again. Anyways, the truce between us might lead to sex. Who knows? I shrugged