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As usual, I didn't know what to put on for the night but I ended up with a high low navy blue lace short dress, with silver open toe stiletto heel sandals. I threw in some accessories, a little bit of makeup with a pink lip gloss.

(I have totally become a lady since I met John and I like it)

I smiled at the thought as I was ogling at my reflection on the mirror, fixing myself.

By 7:30 pm I was all ready and waiting for Zoe to pick me up to God knows where. My friend was a partyer I must say, so where ever she was taking us it was definitely amazing and sure I was going to enjoy it.

My phone beeped, when I glanced at the screen, it was john's massage,

(I must have been extremely excited in a way that I even forgot to tell him I was going out tonight) I pouted as I bit the inner side of my mouth, because of the thought of forgetting to inform John about my plans for the night.

(Shit)

The message read ___
*can I come and fetch you for a late movie Princess, only if you're not exhausted, love you* with heart emojis.

I was flabbergasted and didn't really know what to type as my response. Another message came through while I was still trying to text my response to John, it was Zoe texting me about her arrival. NOW WHAT?

I went downstairs, I hurried outside, as I was standing at the porch I could see Zoe in her car across the street. She couldn't see me because she was busy on her phone, I waved a few times before she turned her head, then realized I was out there at my porch waving at her.

She rolled down the car window and stuck her head out "hey! What are doing let's go!, we need to get the best seat!, so we need to be there in time-" she squealed, but she couldn't finish her sentence after I shouted back calling her over.

She shook her head as she turned off the engine, MUMBLING. Then he got out of the car.

After she locked her car, she came to my direction still saying what I was not paying attention too. We got in the house, we both stood at my Kitchen I leaned on the cabinet, she scowled and placed her hands at her waist.

I started by just showing her the massage John sent to me, she pulled an eyebrow as she focused on the device screen.

"Emily! How on earth? didn't you tell him?" I shook my head, she continued "ok, tell him I'm taking you out and you didn't know, I just showed up, he'll understand".

That was also a plan. So I did just that and he did understand.

(why was I worried?)

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Off we went.

TABOO NIGHT CLUB, this friend of mine was really a partyer, I had always heard of this club, how expensive it was, some said, even celebs visited too. And sometimes they hosted popular events, but mostly it was visited by gold diggers and the rich man.

(No wonder it was named Taboo)

We were queueing up and this line was long, full of young and old women and men of different ages and ethnicity. Gold diggers and independent man and woman, all type of people you can think of, this club was a real taboo I'm telling you, by the name I don't have to go into details.

Finally, it was our turn, We showed out our hands for a stamp, to one pretty young lady at the entrance. Then we passed to another side of the entrance where there were a man and woman who were likely to be managers, that was where we paid for our entrance fee.

My God, it was expensive. I'm kidding it wasn't that bad. BUT it was expensive.

We went up the stairs passing people whose pocket screamed MONEY, not that I cared but it was just obvious. By the liquors they had on their tables, and so on and on. The place was super fancy and I liked everything about it, I knew I was safe before we even got inside.

The security was tight in and outside of the place, it wasn't too far from my apartment only a few minutes drive. I wondered why I have never been here before. Well, probably because I was not as a partyer as Zoe.

We got our table at one side of the club where it was a little bit dim compared to the other. Nevertheless, we were still able to see each other. Zoe was greeted by a few people when we got in, I guess she was more popular then I thought.

(Is she a gold digger too?)

I chuckled at the thought.

We ordered our drinks, some ladies came over our table. we kind of got along through the night, Zoe was taking selfies, though the place didn't seem like selfies were tolerated since I didn't notice a single person taking one, except for my friend. She was familiar with the place so she wouldn't do what was not supposed to be done RIGHT?.

The music was really loud but enjoyable though, I was dancing just with my head. YES, MY HEAD while I was sitting down tapping my feet on the floor.

But as for Zoe and the girls, were on their feet moving their waist with the rhythm of every song.

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One quick glance on my far left someone caught my attention, I looked away but then back to my far left again, I was curious I wanted to be convinced if I was seeing precisely what I thought I was seeing. I gleaned my gazes a few times, there I realized that I was seeing right.

(Dammit)

It was Paul, sitting around a few handsome young men, likely to be his 'fuck boy' buddies. He was also looking at me.

(What is he doing here?)

I guess he was doing what I was doing, PARTYING.

I realized he was taking his glass of something from the table. Before I knew it, he was coming in my direction. I looked away but that didn't stop him from coming my way.

"what the hell" murmured Zoe as Paul reached to our table. The ladies we were sitting with seemed to be liking his arrival except for Zoe and I, "Zoe, leave it to me, it's ok I'll sort him out myself" I appointed Zoe who was already clenching her teeth and making a fist out of outrage.

As if she was going to smash Paul's jaws with that small fist of hers.

Paul was my ex and he was mine to sort out here. So I faced him with confidence.

"Hi! Ladies" he yelled, disgusting me even more as he cupped one of the girl's chin and she giggled. "Hi! Emy sweetie" he stood right before me, making me wanna throw up from the pet name he called me with.

"Don't you call me that, why did you come here" I murmured, beginning to get away from his terrible breath from whatever that he was drinking, "can't you see, you were brought here for a reason, see we belong together?" he said with his husky attractive voice.

Though I wanted nothing to do with him, it didn't change the fact that his voice was once my favorite and it sounded really good even when he has been drinking. "Get away from me Paul, why are you here, are you gonna speak or should I call the security to move you away from me" I frowned but that didn't scare him not a bit.

"Ok! Ok! Easy now sweetness, I'm here because mother nature brought you back to me, here in this club, can't you see" he pulled my hair strand that was hanging on my face, I swiftly pushed his hand off of my face.

He fumbled then he smiled devilishly.

"Emy are you alright" Zoe softly asked, I nodded and told her "I got this" she then gave Paul a threatening gaze before looking away. "Listen, I don't want no drama, can we go outside and talk" I murmured back to Paul. He opened up some space for me to pass as we both headed outside.

We managed to get out in time after passing a few drunk and tipsy people.

Like him.

"Now listen to me Paul, it's over between us, you hear me, I don't like it when you always call and text me from different numbers. I blacklisted your number for a reason, because I don't wanna talk to you again, EVER"

I said with a frown, I was never good at this but I had too, to Paul.

Since I saw him cheating on me with Jessica, he has never stopped texting and calling me, so I blacklisted his number but that didn't buzz him off, he started calling and texting me from different numbers, every time when I see it was him texting, I would always block the number. But still, he never stopped, on every text he kept saying the same thing-

* lets me explain, at least tell me on my face that you don't want me anymore*

(Wasn't it obvious)

I loved him but he betrayed me by sleeping with my cousin, the worse thing about it, he waited for a week before deciding whether he should explain himself or not, now it FAR too late.

"But I told you how sorry I am, you never gave me a chance to explain" he murmured a little bit decent compared to earlier.

Outside this club, there were a few benches so we were sitting there, barely far from the crowd.

"Paul, I'm engaged to be married soon-" he frowned. Gazing at me with his dark eyes, his lips slightly widen as he tried to say something but I began again before he could say a word.

"so I need you to understand and leave me alone, live your life with whomever you want and stop disturbing my peace with my fiance, with your phone calls and texts".

(Jerk)

He gaped at me then chuckled as words start coming out from his mouth "see Emy, I understand, and I can see the stone on your ring finger,  he must be loaded, anyway can you just do me this one favor and I will never bother you again" he paused still staring at me, now deep in my eyes, but then I looked away as I asked -

"what favor, Paul".

"one more night," he said that as if he didn't even think before saying it.

I looked back at him trying to detect if maybe he was going to change his statement but he nodded "yes, one more night Emily".

(so he meant it, but wait, one more night for what exactly)

"what do you mean Paul," I asked with a frown. Biting the inner part of my bottom lip. CONCENTRATING

He chuckled and tilted his head as he point down below my waist with the glass in his hand.

(he must be kidding right? or seriously drunk)

He shifted closer to me, lightly I shifted away from him, but he still shifted closer until there was no space for me since I kept on shifting away.

I stood up off from the bench, instantly he held my wrist. I looked down at it, I know I didn't have that much alcohol in my system, but his touch did something to me, but I didn't fall for it. I swiftly let go of his hand off of my wrist.

He chuckled, at this time his eyes were filled with lust.

"Let go of me, I'll scream" he grinned, looking around us. "No one will know, just us, my car is parked just around the corner, I won't take long Emily" as he said those repellent words, he was right on my ear, breathing softly, goosebumps run through my spine.

He sounded so good if I didn't love John I was definitely going to fall for it, I tried to move away but he pulled me as our cores met, I felt a hard bulge against my core. It was hard and tempting. All the memories of us between bed sheets run through my mind.

"I know you want it too, Emily don't be in denial".

His warm breath on my ears gave me quivers, then again John's image came up at the back of my head and that is when I pushed Paul away from me as he wobbled and fall on his buttocks, hitting the ground hard.

And whatever liquid he had in his glass spurted all over his shirt and a little on his face.

He frowned while on the ground still struggling to pick himself up, he was drunk. I left him there, after giving him a middle finger. I went back inside and continued with my celebration as if nothing transpired.

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