Devilish Affection [18+]

7- What Have You Done To Innocent Emily?

"You're not alone, you know that right? We have every right to check up on you."

She was right. I nodded my head, looking at her. "I'm going to the Pleasure Point to meet someone. I'll probably be back in roughly an hour, I don't know but I'll definitely be back quick."

Her eyes widened. "No way." I blushed as she held a finger up and ran back inside. I saw her rummaging through her bag before she  walked towards me, down the stairs in her nightdress and held a gold wrapper out to me. "Make sure you wrap it."

"Susan!" I gaped at her, shaking my head. "I'm not going to sleep with him."

"Babe, the name is written on the club. Pleasure Point." She wrapped my hand around it. "Hopefully he fits an XL." She wiggled her eyebrows at me. "Put it in your pocket, go ahead."

I muttered a curse under my breath but shoved the condom into my pocket before zipping it back up. "Night." I blew her a kiss before walking down the sidewalk.

I pulled the jacket closer, hoping and praying that no one from the Biker's gang saw me because they would walk me home as if I was a naughty child who had escaped her house.

The line was long outside the club. I couldn't hear the music from the open doors and two men in black suits stood outside the doors, checking everyone's ID. I was too young to go to a nightclub in this city and the queue was too long, the hour he had said he would be at, would be gone.

I looked at the bouncers, and my eyes lit up as I saw the man who had been opening the doors at the hotel. Ignoring people's protests that I should get to the back of the line, I quickly walked towards him.

His face showed recognition and I could have sworn he was smirking. "Miss Brooks." Not the voice. He stepped aside, letting me pass and I smiled, feeling giddy inside at the fact that I skipped the queue.

"Thank you." I returned his smile and walked through the open doors before pulling the second set of doors. Instantly a sensual song I had never heard of played through the speakers as I walked inside.

This was not the place for me.

I stood at the top of the four stairs, staring at the butt naked men who walked around with an apron wrapped around their waists, showing their perfectly carved bodies as they served people. It was the women that were sensually dancing, giving a strip tease to the men in suits, that everyone was staring at. In the right, there was a dance floor, where people danced and were practically fucking.

Mr Hot Voice Penthouse was here.

I dragged my hands through my hair, letting out a soft sigh before walking towards the bar. "Can I get a coke, please?" I asked the half naked man and he nodded, winking at me.

My phone vibrated and I turned around, quickly pulling it out of my pocket, hoping it was the stranger. Betty rang. I picked up the call and pressed it against my ear as I pressed my card against the machine, letting it take the money for the coke. "Hey."

"Where exactly are you?" Betty questioned, her voice a little distant as I picked up my drink and sipped from it.

"I'm at the new club."

She gasped. "What?! Who are you and what have you done to innocent Emily?!"

I chuckled, drinking."He said he would be here but I'm not sure who I'm looking for."

"Oh my god. You're meeting with him?" I heard her getting out of bed as I continued drinking my coke, giggling at her. "What are you drinking?"

"Coke."

She stopped for a second. "Did you watch him pour it in babe?" Her voice sounded worried as I giggled louder, the room slightly spinning as I blinked.

"It's coke, Betty. I'm going to ring Mr. Hot Voice." I pulled my phone away, blinking at the bright light and I cut the call before pressing my glass on the bar before lifting my phone up.

My insides felt like it was twisting into a thousand knots as I pressed on his contact, before pressing the phone near my ear, swaying a little as I walked towards the corner.

"Hey baby."

"Hey baby." I giggled, hiccuping as I pressed back against the wall near the toilets. "I can't find you." I pouted, unable to hold back the whine in my voice. "There's people having sex."

"Emily. Where are you?" His voice was too serious and not seductive. "Answer me for fuck sake."

"You said you're at Pleasure Point so I came here." I looked over the corner of the wall, glancing around and looking for someone on the phone. "I-" I pressed a hand on my forehead and groaned as I blinked the dark spots away from my sight. "Mr Hot Voice?"I said softly. "I think something is wrong with me." 

"I fucking left when you said you weren't coming." I could hear the car spinning somewhere or through the phone, I had no idea as the music pounded in my ears. "Emily, do you see Dylan?"

"Who?" I pressed my back on the wall and slid down slowly. "I'm so tired."

He was cursing but I couldn't hear anything as I collapsed onto the ground, falling into oblivion.

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