Two weeks had passed since my horrendous breakup, I felt like an empty shell. Taking up space, existing but not truly living. I was disgusted with myself that I had let Thomas break me. I had put too much trust into him that he would not hurt me. Why did he waste four years of my life if he was truly unhappy? He could at least saved me from this misery that I now felt.

I didn't know who the hell I was without him. I had completely lost myself. It was pitiful to admit but it was true. I had my whole life figured out and in one day it was completely destroyed. We had a routine together and now I had nothing. You get so used to things when there's no damn guarantee that they will be there tomorrow. I felt a pit in my stomach just thinking about starting all over again.

It didn't help my battered self-esteem that I was struggling to find a job. I knew it was a long shot to find a job as great as Anderson Corporation. I wished I could swallow my pride and continue to work there. To have the strength within to show him in his face that he didn't break me. But he did, he fucking broke me.

I worked hard for everything I accomplished. It sickened me how he took credit. I busted my tail off day in and out studying to get my Bachelor's of Business. It was important for me to be self-reliable. The last thing I wanted was to ever depend on anyone.

I had to make sacrifices, unlike him to pay off my student loans. Thomas knew how much it stressed me out that for our anniversary he paid them off without my knowledge. I was livid. I never asked Him to, I never asked him for anything. Now, he had the audacity to throw it in my face.

My phone dinged taking my mind away from my temporary rage. I secretly hoped that it was one of the thirty plus places I applied too. I sprinted towards my phone that was across the room on my makeup vanity. I glared at the name my iPhone displayed.

Heartless Asshole: Hey scar, We need to talk, Let's meet.

Did this idiot want to give me a heart attack? What the hell is there to talk about? The only damn place he would be seeing me was in hell.

I deleted the text without replying. Right as I walked away I heard another ding. If it was Thomas again, I swore my head would burst into a million gooey pieces.

To my relief, it was my best friend Natalia. I had met Natalia in Kindergarten since then we had been inseparable. Recently, we had not been as close because she had moved to New York when she finished her marketing degree. She wrote that she was in town and wanted to meet up at a new nightclub called Azul. There was no way I could refuse, a night out with my best friend is what I needed.

I was determined to let loose. I couldn't remember the last time I went out alone. I've actually had never gone to a nightclub before. It was kind of pathetic that I did not have much life experience. Work, college and Thomas had preoccupied all my time and to be honest my ideal night out was binge-watching shows on Netflix and eating junk food.

It had never interested to get wasted but tonight was an exception. Tonight, I was going to be a drunken fool. I couldn't help but feel a tad nervous. What if I don't hold my alcohol well? Would I act like angry drunk or be the over emotional drunk that told everyone their life-story?

I rummaged through my closet until I found my favorite dress from Asos, It was a low cut black lace dress that hugged all the right places. I wore my signature makeup look which was a smokey brown eye with black winged liner and nude lipstick.

I laced my strappy black heels that were a little too high for my comfort. Twirling myself around, I looked into my floor length mirror.

Damn, I look hot.

                                    ****

I handed the preppy valet the keys to my Black '94 Jeep Cherokee. The last thing I wanted, was to find parking in downtown LA. Trust me, it's horrible especially on a Friday night.

I made my way to the bar. I figured Natalia would be waiting for me there. The woman drank more than a fish. And just as expected I spotted through a crowd of people Natalia's long brownish blond hair. Seconds turned to minutes, as I tried to manage through an endless sea of sweaty people.

I finally got through and wrapped my arms around Natalia. God, I missed her. Seeing her beautiful smile felt like seeing light for the first time in months.

We talked a little bit about everything. She had asked about Thomas and I revealed what had happened. She noticed my demeanor change with the topic and despite her curiosity, she dropped the subject.

Natalia gave the blonde haired bartender that made no attempt to cover his incredible physique, a sultry wink. She flirted with him until he handed us two free dirty Martini's our way.

The rest was history. I lost count of the drinks we had. All I knew was that I felt fücking great, carefree for the first time in years. My mind was light as a feather.

The club was lively and jam-packed with all different sorts of people. Different colored lights illuminated the dance floor. I was impressed with the interior design, it was elegant and modern. I awed at the beautiful sparkling crystal chandeliers until my attention was brought to a man standing at the opposite side of the bar.

It was hard not to stare at his deep dark brown eyes which eluded nothing but pure confidence. He had a well-kept beard that showcased his chiseled face beautifully. His tousled hair was dark as midnight. The man's tanned skin contrasted well with the white button-up dress shirt he wore. Speaking of his shirt it looked like it could tear open at any moment with the slight movement of his broad shoulders. The man looked well put-together but with a rugged edge. He was sex on a damn stick. I laughed to myself, 'stick' would be the last thing I would use to describe his incredible physique. I was a hundred percent positive this man could break me in half if he wanted to.

I swiftly turned around when I noticed his eyes brown eyes gaze into mine. I downed a tequila shot. After a couple of minutes, my heart settled back to a normal pace.

Maybe he didn't notice me.

A calloused hand brushed against my bare shoulder. I froze, the subtle interaction sent waves throughout my body. I didn't have to turn around to know that it was the man I had been staring at, his dominant presence demanded to be felt.

Natalia gave me a mischievous smile as she walked away. Where the hell was she going? Had she lost her mind? I couldn't believe she was going to leave me here alone with this man. He was ridiculously attractive but that didn't mean he couldn't be dangerous for all we knew.

"Excuse me," My body quivered at the sound of his deep Spanish accent.

"Yes?" I tried to sound as equally seductive but my voice failed me. I  sounded more like a dying hyena.

The man smirked as he brought my face closer to his. "I think you owe me a drink."

The way he was dressed seemed like he could afford his own damn drink. He could probably afford to buy the whole damn club.

"I saw the way you were looking at me Cariño. The least you could do is buy me drink, don't you think?" His dark eyes looked me up and down.

I twisted my hair in my hand giving him an apologetic look. "Oh yeah uh sorry .. I didn't mean to disrespect you. I don't know what got over me. I mean I'm drunk I think. I never drink. The only reason I drank today was because my asshole bf of four years dumped my ass. I haven't experienced the world yet you know, I was with him since high school and I'm almost 23 and I have only kissed one guy... it's like path-"

It was too late before I realized what I was saying. I felt my face burn with embarrassment.

He gave me a cold blank stare as if he were trying to figure me out. The man's icy stare turned soft as he smiled.

"You know I can change that for you?"

"Uhhh change what exactly?"

"I'll kiss you right now, princesa. You will forget the asshole and have kissed more than one person killing two birds with one stone. But only if you want to of course."

I couldn't register the words he spewed at me. His accent had completely distracted me. He was so damn hot on top of that. I think he said he wanted to kiss me? Was I out of my mind for wanting to know what he tastes like? My heart beat went a million miles per hour as I gazed at his alluring brown eyes.

To hell with it.

I gave into my body's desires and wrapped my arms around the gentlemen's neck. Gently brushing my lips against his, I took a bite of his full lip.

He groaned, pulling me closer and devoured my lips without warning. He kissed me roughly and with such need. His tongue invaded my mouth without mercy and I loved every second of it. He grabbed my waist tightly, picking me up to reach his height. Our bodies brushed together with such friction that my knees buckled.

I moaned into his mouth. Our breathing became heavier by the second. I felt his heart pounding against my breasts. He nibbled on the bottom lip, sucking it as he pulled away.

He left a wet kiss on my neck as he whispered with his raspy voice. "Princesa, I'm afraid if I don't stop now I might just devour you right here, right now."

"And what if I don't want you to stop?"

He looked straight into my soul and gave me a devilish grin. One that sent a tingling sensation between my thighs.

"Your body language right now says differently. You keep fiddling with your thumbs and biting on your lips. I'm a patient man princesa, I can wait."

He left me speechless. How did he know? Was he a mind reader? He was right. I wasn't ready. I didn't know what to feel right now. The only thing I was sure of was that I felt Hot. In. Every. Sense.

Natalia grunted. "I was wondering when you both would stop sucking face."

The man looked at Natalia with an annoyed expression. I sent her death glare myself.

"Well ladies, I will let you enjoy the rest of your night. It was nice meeting you..?"

"Scarlett and you are?"

The atmosphere felt thick as he stared me down. He kissed my cheek softly. "Elias. It was a pleasure meeting you Scarlett."

I stood there dumbfounded still in heat from the moment we just shared. He turned around and swiftly walked away. I couldn't really complain he had a nice ass.

He did exactly what he told me he would do. I had completely forgotten about Thomas. I think the old me would have been disappointed but the new me didn't care. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness. I would never see that nice ass again.