PASSIONATE PURSUIT – Chapter 1

PASSIONATE PURSUIT

When the bad guy loves you….

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Written By: Pamela James

© Youngicee stories

Chapter 1

Annabelle P.o.v

“Ughmm…. Why is it only you here?” I questioned as I looked around the bar.

This man is alone for sure.

“You are Just coming…” Richard spoke in a mocking tone as he stared at me from head to toe,

“Maybe if you had not put on too much makeup, you won’t have missed him. He just left.”

“What? I….didn’t….”

I Just put a little makeup on.

A little and nothing more.

Was it so obvious?

“Well, then.”

What is the point of being here if I can’t see the celebrant of the day?

I feel disappointed.

I couldn’t even wish him a Happy birthday in person.

“Come on, have a seat. Join me for a drink.” Richard offered as he poured a cup in front of me.

“He will come back if l call. I’m too drunk to drive home, so he has to come back.”

“No, thanks.”

I did not believe him.

Not the slightest bit.

He is just saying this, so I could spend some time with him, and I wouldn’t fall for those cheap lies of his.

“Then it’s your loss. .” He snickered.

“What is so funny?” I asked, feeling annoyed with his mockery,

“And how could it be my loss?”

“He left his wallet here.” He muttered as he pressed his fingertip on top of the wallet.

It was indeed Gabriel’s wallet.

Even if I am fast asleep, I can recognize his wallet in a twinkle of an eye.

“I will only stay for half an hour.” I informed while looking around the
club.

The bouncers in the club didn’t let me in, not until I had mentioned Richard’s name.

Only after I mentioned Richard’s name, I was allowed to step inside the club.

Actually, it was a private birthday party and only those who had the invitation card would be allowed inside and unfortunately for me, I left my invitation card at home.

I tried to call Gabriel’s phone, but he didn’t receive it. I also tried Richard’s number, but it didn’t go through either.

I told the guards that I was Gabriel’s friend, but they wouldn’t believe me. It was when I mentioned Richard’s name, I was allowed to come inside the club.

Sigh.

So much stressed just to see the one guy I have a crush on and yet, he isn’t here.

I glanced at Richard several times.

His eyes never left the dance floor.

Clearly he was enjoying those girls rolling their bodies there.

I grabbed the cup and finished them in one go.

The alcohol was quite strong for me.

It didn’t taste good.

I don’t like it.

Richard chuckled and poured more into my glass.

“Have more, loosen a bit.”

He is a devil and he knows it.

I drank them without saying another word.

A few more drinks and I already lost my
hostility towards him.

“I’m pathetic…” I muttered as I rested my head on the table.

“I like him… I like him so much, I can’t even think straight. Maybe he can’t be with me ever. He just loves Abigail very much. So damn much.”

“I’m an idiot…”

“Yes you are.” Richard supported, and I couldn’t help but pour another liquor into my glass.

The color is really pretty.

I raised the glass and observed them closely.

I was drunk…

I realized that, but my head was really numb, and I couldn’t pull myself together.

Richard will probably throw my body under
the bridge or dump me in the thrash bin after this.

It was a possibility that was most likely to happen.

He is very heartless.

Very, very heartless.

“Stop. It’s already your limit.” Richard said as he took my drink, but I grabbed his glass and drank them instead.

Ah, it is so sweet.

I scrunch my nose as the taste goes down.

“You will regret this later.” He stated, obviously giving up.

“More than regretting the fact that I can’t have Gabriel? I’m looking forward to that.” I said as I giggled while banging the table as if it was really funny.

“Don’t be stupid, Annabelle. It is him who lost…..” He said as he looked at me.

“You are a spec on your own, dear.”

“You. You and your attitude makes me sick.” I pointed at his chest,

“I don’t like you. You are a scumbag.”

“Am I now?”

I was indeed always bitter to him.

He probably should be able to tell by now that I didn’t like him to be around.

“Not now. You always are. Why are you so cruel to your own sister?”

Abigail is the Cutest friend I have ever and she happened to be Richard’s younger sister.

We have been friends since high school.

Abigail had two guys in her life.

Her brother, Richard and Her brother’s best friend, Gabriel.

Abigail is being spoiled by her brother and his friend.

The two of them took her to wherever she wanted to go.

They pampered her and did almost all the stuff for her.

That kind of affection warms my heart.

Their relationship was making me jealous.

The closeness and everything.

I didn’t have that with anyone.

Not even my own sister.

People always think I am challenging to reach, but that isn’t true.

Abigail is the only one who talked to me,
treated me nicely.

She is so sweet and I
love her dearly.

“Let me carry her for you, Mr. Richard.” Richard’s guard offered to help.

If one of the girls he hung out with passed out, Richard usually tasked him to bring the girl to the hotel.

“”Do you have a death wish?” Richard asked.

The guard quickly lowered his head.

Richard took me to his hotel room, since he
didn’t think I should go back drunk.

My family will make a big fuss if they find out I got drunk.

I was uncomfortable. I am aware that he is taking me to his hotel, but I couldn’t care less.

Richard looked at my figure in his arms.

My eyes were trailing his figure.

“What are you looking at?” He snorted.

Huff.

He is still keeping his attitude.

“You.” I stated as I forced my eyes to stay open,

“If you are not such an a$$, you look quite handsome.”

That sharp jaw of his.

….his high bridge nose, perfect eyebrows and those eyes…

It was hypnotizing.

He smirked,

“Now that is a fact.”

He carefully placed me on the bed.

My face was only an inch away.

We stared Intensely at each other.

“I have never been kissed before…” I muttered as I traced his lips with my cold fingers.

His stare went darker.

It seemed like he was thinking about what I said.

Is he going to consider kissing me?

Tbc