Bound

The power of lust

Victoria

As the destination came into view, Victoria saw that Rosemarys " birthday surprise" was a club which was the last place she wanted to be.

"Do you honestly dislike me this much?" Victoria asked turning in her seat to look at her best friend.

"I knew if I told you where we were going, you would have changed your mind, and you already look so pretty." She defended pulling her car into an empty parking spot.

"I don't like clubs, Rosemary, you know this" Victoria replied with irritation in her voice.

"Yes you don't like clubs but you love music and dancing" Rosemary argued, unbuckling her seatbelt and getting out of the car.

Victoria sighed for the hundredth time tonight and followed her friend into the club.

The infamous Lust club was known for its wild parties, where drugs and other illicit activities were rumored to take place. Its popularity among the elite and powerful, however, was undeniable. Many high-profile individuals and celebrities were seen attending these parties, fueling the club's reputation and allure.

The music was loud and pulsating, filling the room with an energetic vibe as they entered.

As she stepped into the club, she was immediately struck by the carefully crafted interior. The atmosphere was sensual and seductive, unlike any other club she had ever been to. The attention to detail was evident, with an air of elegance and sophistication that set it apart from the rest. It was clear that every aspect of the club had been meticulously designed to create a unique and unforgettable experience.

The dim lighting and colorful lights added to the allure, creating a mesmerizing atmosphere. The air was filled with the scent of alcohol and sweat, as people danced and enjoyed themselves.

Rosemary walked directly towards the bar, with Victoria closely following behind her.

Once they found their seats, Rosemary politely requested two shots of Vodka.

Despite her reservations, Victoria remained silent, attempting to find enjoyment in the moment.

The bartender kindly poured the drinks and placed them in front of the two girls.

They expressed their gratitude before quickly consuming the shots. Victoria grimaced at the taste but welcomed the tingling sensation that followed.

Rosemary proceeded to order additional rounds of shots, which Victoria consumed with increasing ease.

After a few minutes, the effects of the alcohol began to take hold. Victoria's head felt light, almost weightless, and her vision began to shift as Rosemary led her toward the crowded floor.

The dance floor was alive with their energy, as people weaved and spun with fluid movements.

Victoria and Rosemary lost themselves in the music, the rhythm taking over their bodies. As the song ended, they paused, catching their breath, before diving into the next one.

Victoria's dancing skills may not have been the best, but she couldn't resist the catchy beat of the song and despite feeling a bit self-conscious, she couldn't help but sway her hips and move to the rhythm.

As she danced, Rosemary loudly cheered her on, sounding like a lunatic but making Victoria feel more confident and carefree.

Victoria felt sensual and sexy as she moved and was far too intoxicated to notice anything besides the music that played, that is, until she felt a chill down her spine.

She stopped feeling as if someone was watching her and followed the feeling to a balcony that separated the lower floor from the VIP section.

Goosebumps kissed her body as she made eye contact with a man leaning over the railing watching her. In the dark club, all she could see was his high cheekbones, strong jawline, and beautifully built body.

Her breath quickened as he watched her from the balcony with an intensity that made her shiver. She couldn't tear her gaze away from him, captivated by his mysterious aura.

His lips curved into a small smile, revealing a hint of dimples and for a moment, she thought his eyes were black as night with no trace of color in them.

That couldn't be.

Victoria blinked her eyes once and then blinked again.

When she opened her eyes, the man had disappeared.

She searched the VIP section and then her surroundings, but there was no trace of him anywhere.

Could she have imagined it?

As the rest of the night went on, Victoria could not get her mind off what she had seen.

The way he watched her. How his face blended into the darkness as if he was a part of it.

And his eyes...

They seemed to follow her every move, she felt like a prey being watched by a predator. However, as the night went on and Victoria continued to drink and have fun, the feeling of being watched faded away.

She was no longer concerned about the mysterious man until she suddenly caught him staring at her from across the room.