The thumping of disco music fizzled the air inside the nightclub. The bodies garbed in expensive attires swayed alongside the music under the array of ambient hues. Some chugged tequila shots, while others faltered in their steps, trying to find their footing.

The atmosphere was electrifying as a few vampires stood at the sidelines, observing everyone with sharp eyes. Anyone found stirring trouble was apprehended on spot and removed from the nightclub. For this place welcomed all but accepted disorder from none.

A girl with Auburn hair was dancing alone. Her perfect hips swayed to the music and the violet skimpy dress she was adorning, accentuated all her curves.

After a while, her throat felt parched and she headed for the bar. Sitting down on the stool she faced the handsome bartender, who was pouring drinks for a bunch of girls.

His black shirt was hugging his tall lean frame. The top button of his shirt was open, and his light brown hair was jostled and fell in his eyes. His sharp jawline was relaxed and he had on a beautiful smile as he handed the drinks to his customers.

She drank in his appearance and waited for her turn. He finally diverted his attention to her and inquired with a smile:

"What would you like to have? My lady."

"One apple martini," ’and you’, she wanted to say but didn’t utter the last part aloud. Her voice seemed bizarre so she cleared her throat. That warm smile made a blush appear on her cheeks.

"Coming right up my lady," he turned to pick up a martini glass and placed it in front of her before proceeding to fix her drink and pouring it in. She watched him work, the movement of his hands was so elegant and sophisticated. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Here," he added a slice of apple in it and slid the glass towards her.

"Thank you," she accepted with gratitude. He nodded his head, and his deep blue eyes lingered on hers for a second before he blinked and moved to his next customer.

She picked up the glass and slowly sipped her martini, her orbs following his every movement. No matter how much she stared, her heart couldn’t get enough of him. So she took her sweet time to finish her liquor.

Once done, she paid for the drink and left a tip which was double the amount of her drink. Taking off her hairpin, the Auburn-haired girl pinned the money with it. She then quietly stood up and disappeared into the sea of drunk wriggling bodies.

The bartender turned back to ask the girl if she needed another drink but found the seat empty. The money sealed with a hairpin lay beside her empty glass. He picked up the money and removed the pin before pocketing it with a smile. The money went to the cash register and he got busy with work.

After a few hours, he handed over his place to his subordinate and headed to his apartment which was just across the street. Using his silver entry card he made his way to the third floor, where his luxury apartment was located.

Opening the door he walked in and switched on the light in the living room. The white light flooded the room and he could see far and wide through the tainted glass which made up the entirety of the opposite wall.

He dropped the keys in the keychain bowl and taking off his shoes he placed them in the shoe rack. Raking his hair he made his way to his bedroom. He rotated the doorknob and threw the door open and stepped inside.

Before he could switch on the light, the bedside lamp flickered on and the warm glow of gold fell on the bed whose totality was occupied by an exquisite being who wore nothing.

Her black hair with hues of deep blue was cascading all around her. Her face was supported by her arched arm. One of her legs was crossed and the other lay straight. Her eyes were a shade of such dark blue that one could mistake them for black.

The boy smiled at the stunning view in front of him, almost smirking.

"Like what you see?" she whispered with a seductive glance at him.

"Very much," he closed the door behind him and stood there watching her with keen interest, making no move to approach the bed.

She slid out of his bed and climbed down. Like a vixen, she confidently sauntered over to him, her orbs holding mischief. While he tilted his head to peek at her bouncing breasts with every step she took. They were creamy white with light brown middle.

Getting close enough she stopped at a distance of a few inches and grabbed the front of his shirt before pulling him close. His eyes twinkled like stars seeing her after such a long time. His sight landed on her pinkish lips and he licked his own.

"You are sweetness, you have any idea how much restraint I had to show to not sprawl you on my counter and enshroud your body with mine," his breath fanning over her slightly parted lips and she seductively smiled at him.

His hands went around the back of her neck and he yanked the beautiful girl closer to him. Their lips collided with a bang and her whole body jerked with the pleasure the contact provided her. She tugged at his shirt, opening the buttons while he devoured her lips as if he had hungered too long for them.

She hurriedly removed his shirt and crumpled it on the ground. His hands shifted to her waist lifting her and the black-haired beauty entwined her legs around his waist as he effortlessly carried her to the bed and lowered her onto it. The bed screeched a little under their weight.

Their lips parted and he towered over her to unbutton his pants, his fierce gaze drank in her beauty and she moaned his name:

"Rumail...I missed you."