Toward the end of the party, Derek was chatting with the models who came to accost him. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed that some women were hogging Natalie as well. He suddenly had the feeling that something was not right.
“Excuse me. I need to go and check on a friend.” He nodded apologetically to the models and headed in Natalie’s direction.
Kathie acted quickly and stood in Derek’s way. “Have you lost all common sense? Natalie is a welcome guest here. Why do you have to meddle in her affairs? Don’t tell me you actually fancy her.”
Derek looked her up and down. “It looks like you brought a few extra outfits tonight. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll accidentally spill some wine on you again?”
“Derek!” Kathie glared at him, her eyes filled with grievance. “Are you having fun bullying me like this? I just want to dance with you.”
“As you can see, I’m currently unavailable.” Derek made to walk past her, but Kathie stopped him yet again.
“You embarrassed me in front of all those people. Even so, I’m not mad at you. Can’t you even grant me such a simple request?” Her voice had turned soft, and tears welled up in her eyes.
After mulling it over for a while, Derek did think that his behavior from earlier was a bit out of line.
Besides, it would be uncharacteristic for him to refuse a woman’s invitation, and a beautiful one at that.
With a small, resigned sigh, he held out his hand. “Please do me the honors, Miss Jimenez.”
Kathie beamed as she placed her hand in his. “Don’t worry. I’m an excellent dancer. I won’t step on your feet.” By the time their dance was over, the party was already winding down.
Derek made his way to the bar counter just in time to see Natalie being taken away by the models she was with.
They kept talking and laughing as they went. Wilder sidled up next to him and said, “It’s time for us to head back.”
He followed the direction of Derek’s gaze and smiled. “Stop staring at them. They’re all girls, anyway. Nothing bad is going to happen to Natalie. Now, let’s go.”
The hour was late, and the cold night wind was blowing. The wind caused Natalie to sober up a little. However, her legs and feet still remained frail, and she was unable to walk.
“Where are you taking me?” Natalie opened her eyes in a daze to take a look at the models who were supporting her.
Like silver bells, the laughter of the models were crisp in Natalie’s ears. “We’re getting you back to the hotel. You’re drunk. Sleep well now. We’re women just like you; it’s not like we’re gonna hurt you. We’ll get you back safely.” The two models had already placed Natalie in the car as they were talking. They sat on either side of her, left and right, sandwiching her in the middle.
Natalie felt so drunk, she bent her head to rest on the shoulder of one of the female models, and then she shut her eyes to rest. It didn’t come to her attention that the scenery outside the window slowly switched from the lively high-rise buildings to a grim woodland, veering completely away from the direction the hotel was in.
Some time passed, and Natalie was jolted up slightly from a low ring in her bag. She fought to keep her eyelids open, brought out her phone, and took the call. It was Brandon calling.
“Where are you, honey? I’ll come get you.”
Natalie felt herself relax in the soothing sound of his voice. She glanced out the window and replied, “I’m headed back to the hotel right now.” The road however, appeared a little dark, and she was unable to see the exact road the car was on. Being so drunk, Natalie could barely put two and two together. She didn’t think on it too much.
Brandon was not pleased. “The man who carried you earlier, is he the one who sent you back?”
“No.” Natalie massaged her aching temples and took a look at the models next to her. She said, “They are female models. They told me they’d get me back to the hotel.”
Natalie’s voice sounded a bit unclear and odd. Brandon felt anxious. “Are you drunk?”
“Hmm… It’s odd. I indeed drank a glassor two, however, I just began to feel so dizzy all of a sudden…” Natalie started feeling something was off herself as well.
Brandon’s voice came out low this time. “Stay alert. Something could be off about the models around you.” Immediately the words left his mouth and went across the phone, he heard a noise from the other side.
Inside the car, there was a short panic. The two models beside Natalie roughly plucked her phone away immediately after they noticed her on a phone call. “You’re drunk. You shouldn’t be answering calls. Just enjoy a good sleep. We’ll wake you when we get to the hotel.” The model hurriedly ended the call.
“Why did you hang up?” Natalie attempted collecting the phone back, but it had already been switched off. She had a feeling something was off. Looking out the window, she could only see the shadow of trees. Struggling to hang on to her consciousness, she croaked weakly, “Where are you taking me? This way, this is not how to get to the hotel.”
The model gave her a smile and said comfortingly, “A traffic jam was ahead so the driver is taking another route. No need to worry. We’ll get you back safely.”
The female model with short hair sitting in the front row turned as well to give Natalie a willful smile. “Just sleep. We’ll be getting there soon.”
Natalie leaned back in her seat, feeling uneasy. Everything was so odd. Her instincts screamed at her to get out of the car and flee as far away as possible, but her b*ody was too heavy. Her eyelids seemed to have an everlasting weight hanging on them and the sleepiness enveloped her entire system. Natalie fell into another deep sleep with no resistance.
The first thing Natalie saw when she opened her eyes again was a bright incandescent lamp. She rolled her sore neck and took a look around. She then discovered that she had not gotten back to the hotel; she was instead in a much smaller room. And she was surrounded by a lot of obscene looking men.
They were dressed in stained tank tops and jeans. Their smiles were terrible, exposing their dirty, yellow teeth. “Come on, let’s have some fun together.”
Natalie instantly let out a piercing screech. She grabbed the bedside lamp and waved it at the ugly man in her front. She was outnumbered, unfortunately. In a matter of seconds, her hair was yanked by the buff-looking man, and he pulled her under him.
He forcibly pressed himself on her and she could smell his terrible breath as he spoke. “There are a lot of men in here. Resisting is useless, so why don’t you instead spread your legs and enjoy yourself?”
Other men behind the man laughed and whistled. “Exactly, we’ll make your eyes roll with joy.”
“Let go of me!”
Natalie’s eyes pooled with tears. Just as the man’s fingers were about reaching under her dress, all of a sudden, there was a loud noise at the door.
A guy kicked the door in with his foot. It landed on the floor with a dull thump, scattering dust.
“I can’t believe you have the balls to touch my woman! You have one of your feet in the grave already!”
Brandon appeared out of control with his eyes widely open.
He clenched his hands and lifted the muscular guy on Natalie. Afterward, he slammed the man up against the wall.
The men surrounding them were so terrified that they opened their jaws wide, not even thinking about stopping him.
Brandon grabbed the man by the collar and swiftly and viciously punched him in the face. Not until they saw their comrade incapacitated and beaten black and blue did the other guys come to their senses and rushed forward to fight Brandon.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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