Season 2:Episode-92

  Season 2:Episode-92   Alisa’s POV:  I scoffed , “Gentleman my as*” I put the money on the counter and said, “give him a tip from me…”    The bartender looked at me weirdly, Edwin was glaring at me silently.  I was about to walk out, but I remembered how he took her side in front of me. Yea.. we broke up, but doesn’t he knows what I am Suddenly I thought ran in my mind. If I am the bad one for him just because of break up… then let’s be a little more nasty.    I was wearing a jacket over this short black dress. I removed the jacket and kept on the seat, I was left with a thin strapped dress which was barely hiding my curves…., I noticed Edwin’s eyes were darker, he got possessive… but he has no right.    I walked to the dance floor completely ignoring him, it didn’t took long till men to dance with me. As I got more into the beat, I realized why Ruth does parties… but I won’t like the lack of distance between people, it makes me creep out… guess parties are not that great.       a dark haired guy approached me, he was dancing with me. He grabbed my hand helped me to do that sweet turns during the moves. He was holding my waste, and asked as he leaned closer to my ear, “Too pretty to be alone.. beauty” he whispered in my ears because of the loud music.    I just said, “My date never showed up…”   The man was dancing with me his hands were crawling my hips.. I hated it… nothing like Edwin did. …. I enjoyed Edwin’s touch… like this body was built for him.      I pushed my thoughts away and just enjoyed for few more minutes. I felt this man getting closer, at one point I felt him trying to kiss my neck, I moved back pushing him little, but I did this without making mess just a causal warning. I said, “No.. not that easy…. you got wrong type of girl..”   He raised his hand in apology and continued to dance with me. Maybe he will stop. That’s good it’s for his own good, I won’t tolerate this.         But he proved me wrong, after few more minutes he attempted to kiss me, I slapped him instant without heisting.. I am a pushover anymore.   few people around us were stunned, so was this man.    I warned, “No means no… is this hard to understand…” I pointed my finger on his face and said, “Get out…” the man said something under his breath.. I am sure he was cursing me, he was about to approach me but the security dragged him saying, “No one messes in our club… get out…”   I stood there and sigh, can’t anything be normal for once… maybe he meeting this kind of jerk was normal… sad but truth… women’s are never safe.       I flipped my hairs and went to grab my jacket, I picked it from the seat and noticed Edwin was not there. He left?... was he beyond angry? or he simply didn’t care about me being in someone’s arm.    I smirked at myself, didn’t I asked him to do that… I wrote a letter about it…     I should probability leave, it’s late already. I went out the same way I entered.   I felt someone grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the crowd. He took me to a private room and pushed me in, I fell on the sofa… Edwin looked angry as hell… but so am I   I stood up and said, “Mr. Gray… just move… I need to go home…”