Revenge On The Scumbags

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Jasmine got to the club in no time. She payed the taxi driver and stepped out of the car. The blaring music emanating from the club was enough to make her go deaf.

She walked into the club and looked around. The club was filled to the brink with a crowd of drunk people. Strippers were displaying their moves on the stage while hungry looking men were cheering them on by spraying dollars and champagne on them.

Some people were having sex in dark corners. The smell of alcohol mixed with sweat made Jasmine sick. She felt like she didn’t belong there.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have come here.” She thought and attempted to leave but suddenly turned back.

“I came here to forget about everything that happened today and close that chapter of my life. So why am I going back on my decision??” She asked herself.

She took in a deep breath and walked further into the club. She sat on the a stool close to the bartender.

“Get me a bottle of the strongest alcohol you have.” Jasmine said to the bartender.

“Okay.” The bartender answered and served her.

She took a sip and coughed because of how strong it tasted but continued drinking.

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Jasmine rested her head on the counter drowsily. She had already finished five bottles of alcohol.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

She placed her last bottle in her mouth but figured out it was empty. She sighed and stood up shakily. She was already drunk.

“Please where’s the restroom.” She asked the bartender.

He gave her directions while she smiled and walked away. She want into the toilet and washed her face. She stared at her reflection through the mirror and bursted into another round of tears.

She held her chest and cried harder when she recalled how Leonard proclaimed his love for Rosalie confidently.

“Why can’t I be loved?? Why is it always Rosalie??” She asked herself. She sat down on the floor and bowed her head.

“Am I not beautiful and sexy too?? I have it all but why do the guys I love always want Rosalie??”

Sometimes, situations like this always made her jealous of Rosalie.

She cried for a few more minutes before she stood up. She washed her face again before she left the restroom.

On her way back to the club, someone stopped her. It was obvious he was drunk because he reeked of alcohol.

“Where are you going pretty lady??” He asked gripping her waist tightly.

“Let me go.” She said and wanted to get out of his tight embrace but couldn’t because she wasn’t in her right mind.

“Let’s have fun instead. I’ll give you the best night of your life.” He said and started dragging her into a room.

“I said you should let me go.” She said and struggled harder but his grip on her waist was too strong.

“Didn’t you hear the lady?? She said you should let go of her.” Jasmine heard a deep husky voice say behind her and turned to stare at the person that made the statement.

Handsome was too low to describe him. He looked really breathtaking. Like an angel.

“Who do you think you are to interrupt us.” The man dragging her into the room asked but the angelic faced guy ignored him.

“Are you alright??” He asked Jasmine in concern.

Jasmine couldn’t utter a word. She was openly drooling over him.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing with my woman.” The drunk guy asked displeased with the interaction going on between Jasmine and the handsome guy.

“Your woman?? She doesn’t look like your woman to me. So let her go while I’m asking nicely.” The handsome guy warned calmly.

“Who the fuck do you think you are.” The drunk guy left Jasmine and charged towards the handsome guy angrily.

Luckily, the handsome guy dodged his blow and dealt him with his. The drunk guy went unconscious immediately.

The handsome guy walked towards Jasmine and lifted her off the floor.

“Can you walk??” He asked her.

“Y.. yes.” She managed to stutter out and left his embrace.

She took two steps but her leg felt like jelly. She fell but felt a strong pair of arms catch her just in time.

“It looks like your legs don’t agree with what you’re saying.” She heard the angelic faced guy say.

The handsome guy carried her in bridal style and walked outside the club. He carried her into his car and placed her on the passenger’s seat. He turned round and sat on the driver’s seat.

“Tell me the address to your home. I’ll take you there.” He said to Jasmine while starting the car.

“Hmmm…. my home…..” Jasmine stuttered heavily intoxicated with alcohol.

“Yes your home.” He said leaning closer to Jasmine.

Jasmine subconsciously moved back. He chuckled and moved closer.

“Don’t worry. I don’t bite.” He whispered in her ear and put on her seatbelt for her and leaned back on his seat.

“I’ll just take you to a hotel.” He muttered and started the car.

They arrived at hotel in no time and the guy booked a room for them. He carried Jasmine into the dim lighted room and placed her on the bed. As he was about to leave, she suddenly grabbed his arm and forced him to lay beside her.

“Stay with me tonight.” She pleaded.

He wanted to protest but when he stared at her glassy eyes, he couldn’t bear to say no. He lied down on next to her on the bed while she wrapped her arms tightly around him.

She looked up to face him and couldn’t help but admire him again. She smiled at him making him surprised.

She raised her head and placed her plump lips on his giving him a soft kiss. His eyes bulged out in shock at her action but he didn’t push her away.

She ended the kiss and smiled at him.

“Thank you.” She muttered and drifted into a deep slumber.

The cute guy stared at her wide eyed and placed his hands on his lips. He smiled happily and also slept off.

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