Love, Lust & Cupid

Chapter 10

"Hot or sexy?

Loyal, perfect and protective."

-Unknown 

Grace Roberts' PoV:

It was him, I even blinked twice to check it.

Maybe, I just hallucinated and imagined him there. What if it's only a guy who looks like him? But damn, his handsome features weren't different from the stranger I've been seeing.

Under the disco lights, I could make out his face and almost everything but for some reason, my mind couldn't agree that he was indeed Dominic.

Didn't his friend Sean just say his name? Darn it, I can't deny it anymore.

Every so slowly, he got up from the leather couch and took a step forward to me. His silver eyes focused on me just like today morning. That was when it hit me,

What if he recognizes me?

Panic began to build in me and my hands began to fidget. He had seen me closely, but I wore a mask, right? Besides, I had met many people as Grace Roberts too and none recognized me.

"I suppose you're Grace?" His deep husky voice sent shivers down my spine once again. I snapped out of my thoughts and found his extended hand.

I quickly threw a glance at Remi, who had ditched me at the worst of times. She was laughing with Sean when all the while I was praying to be rescued from this.

"Yes," it came out sounding more unsure. What else could I've said? No, I am the Cupid from today's morning. Remember me?

"Dominic." He said the moment our hands met.

F**k it was a bad idea, an extremely bad one.

His touch was warm and soft against my skin, and my body began to react on its own. Don't you knock yourself down right here! As he shook my hand, a wave of heat rushed to my cheeks and through my body.

At times like these, I wished to have tan skin just to make it less awkward when blushing.

I cleared my throat, "I'd grab a drink quickly, do you want one?" I have to get out of here before something bad happens.

He shook his head in no, "this feels better when I am sober. Drunk me, wouldn't even remember it."

I furrowed my brows at him, his face remaining stoic.

What did he mean by that? Oh God, suddenly he's a mystery boy.

Without another word, I walked over to the private bar of the VIP lounge. The lounge wasn't as crowded as outside since it was expensive and required VIP passes which weren't easily accessible.

"Tequila shots." I had no idea what was I thinking about ordering this, but one thing I knew was that my kind was nowhere near sane. That man over there and his hotness could drive anyone crazy.

A few moments later, some shots of tequilas were aligned in front of me and without thinking twice I gulped them all in one by one.

Dominic was seated not far and I could feel his burning gaze on me. Taking in the last shot I found his eyes and a jolt shot through my body. Maybe it was the effect of those gorgeous silver eyes or the last shot, but it felt amazing like a fire lighting me up.

I haven't felt this way ever before, what was this man doing to me? My body suddenly began to feel hot, and the loud music outside didn't feel as loud anymore.

"More shots," I said to the bartender and he went to work on it. It was magic and he was a magician, you know the bartender or maybe it was the person who looks alone drove me in euphoria.

Once again his gaze met mine over a good distance, but my breath hitched when he slowly bit his lower lip. My mouth parted slightly watching him sitting there seductively.

F**k him, does he have to be this hot? No, Grace, it's just the alcohol nothing else.

Ever so slowly, the corners of his lips twitched into a smile and my eyes widen. He caught me staring, didn't he?

"There you go." Came a voice from behind me and I found the bartender lining up my shots.

Right on time. I gulped them all down or maybe some, but soon I found myself losing track of it as I felt myself getting tipsy. My body wanted something more, and the music from outside the lounge seemed to be just the right thing.

That's it Grace, live for yourself. Why are you letting a man mess with your head?

I walked carefully outside, and the loud music felt throbbing for a moment until it seemed to blend in. Suddenly a wave of excitement rush over me and the next moment I found myself mingling with the sweaty crowd.

The floor was filled with every kind of people, but at that moment I wanted to let go and so I did. I rocked my hips to the beats of the music, almost losing myself to it.

My mind was so engrossed and out of its senses that I had almost ignored the feeling of another body grinding against mine. Before I could react, a large hand encircled around my waist as is slowly began to move towards my boobs.

The group was forcibly tight and I struggled to get free of it. Squirming or wriggling did me no good when I realized it was a man with a very strong grip.

What is happening? Is it Dominic? But his touch didn't feel this way.

I tilted my head slightly and came across a blurred blonde stranger lowering his face onto me.

No...NO!

My mind went into a haze as I freaked out desperately trying to release myself. My vision was getting even blurry and my body felt powerless with the effect of alcohol.

A sudden force and a rip later, the huge man was thrown off me. I paused and stretched my eyes open to focus, trying to clear my vision.

What happened? Did he die or fainted?

I soon found out the reason, and even drunken I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. Dominic stood protectively ahead of me, shooting daggers with his glare at the man on the floor.