Filed to story: Loving You In My Final Days
On the other corner of the bar, Alexander sat down next to the caller and his eyes immediately picked her out from the crowd. He saw that Abi was by herself, that a waiter had given her a drink and that she took a sip of that drink. It was obvious to him that this was her first time in a bar by the way she was looking around the place. And it was also blatantly obvious that that was the first time she tasted alcohol by the disgusted look on her face after she took a sip.
In his mind, she was like a lost angel who had mistakenly walked into the realm of devils. She looked so innocent and vulnerable that he was sure that it wouldn’t be long before she attracted some sleazy, worthless trash of a man who would look at her as easy prey.
In the next second, his prediction came true. A man in an expensive suit walked up to her table and started speaking to her. His beady eyes looked her up and down and he could practically see the drool falling from the corner of the man’s lips.
The moment he saw the man extend his hand towards Abi, Alex aura blazed with hellfire!
The man who approached Abi looked confident and authoritative. His suit, the expensive looking watch and shiny, well polished shoes all screamed that he was probably quite a rich man compared to the men Abi saw inside this bar so far. Most of the men on the second level were also wearing suits but there was something about this man that stood out from the crowd. Maybe it was the perfect cut of his jacket or the expensive diamond cufflinks by his wrists or his perfect hairstyle which looked like a whole tub of gel had been used to hold it in place. Or maybe it was the confident, arrogant air about him which seemed to be something that rich, entitled men naturally gave out.
Her observation was proven true when the man gave her a business card and she saw the words CEO written on it. Taking her acceptance of his business card as a positive sign, he sat down on the seat next to her and started a generic but polite conversation with her. She studied him carefully. His eyes weren’t cold as ice, unlike Alexander Qin’s. When he smiled, it looked like it reached his eyes; he didn’t smile wickedly at her, unlike Alexander Qin. His words were polite and well mannered; he didn’t threaten her, unlike Alexander Qin.
Why was she even thinking of that guy right now?! Why was she comparing this man to him? That was unfair to this man in front of her.
She then smiled back at this smiling CEO before her and made polite conversation. This was what she came here for after all, right? To be less ignorant about things and to get more experience? He looked harmless enough, even nice, so why did she feel completely different from how she felt when she was with Alexander Qin?
He spoke politely but for some reason, Abi felt a little uncomfortable. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as if it sensed danger. She shivered, but not from the cold, and when he tried to touch her hand, she couldn’t help but want to pull her hand away from him. There was something in the way he looked at her, like he had some hidden agenda that she felt wasn’t quite right, even though he tried to act pleasant and interested in her… unlike Alexander Qin.
Abigail quietly sighed as that man’s name popped in her head again, she took another sip of her bitter drink and winced from the terrible taste. She thought she was probably overthinking things because of how things ended up last night.
So she persevered and pushed all thought of Alexander Qin to the back of her mind along with the strange feeling she had. She looked up at the man again, as she pretended to have heard the words he just said.
It seemed that the man noticed that she seemed to wince everytime she took a sip of her drink so he suggested that she try a different one. A waiter instantly hovered near them the moment the man clicked his fingers, showing her the difference in how people treated the extremely rich compared to the normal people in this place. He was also probably a regular customer and the owner looked like he made sure this man was kept happy by giving his own personal waiter when he entered the premises.
He said something to the waiter and the waiter immediately left to do his bidding. A few minutes later, she saw the waiter walk back towards their table with 4 different drinks in fancy shaped glasses and he carefully set these down on the table. The man beside her then gave the waiter a generous tip to make him promptly go away.
“Here, try these. They taste much better than that drink you’ve got there,” he said, persuasively. “This is a mojito, a cosmopolitan, an apple martini and a long island iced tea.” He first pointed to the drink that had lime and mint in it, then to the pinky red one, then the green one and then the one that looked like its name, the tea.
Abi was hesitant at first, but she decided to try it out, because this was exactly what she came here for, to gather experience, and this fitted with her goal. She took a sip of the pinky red one because it looked pretty and, surprisingly, the man was right. Compared to the drink that she thought Kelly had bought for her, this drink was much better! Curious to find out what the others tasted like, she also took a sip of each of them and found that they all tasted as good as each other, but she liked the pinky red one the best. So she took that drink and started sipping through it as the conversation went on. She had now gained some knowledge of some girly drinks that were on offer at bars and not all of them were disgusting like the first drink she had.
She seemed to relax slightly after finishing the first cocktail and then she moved to the next. The man smirked as he saw her reaction to the first drink she just finished. Her face was flushed and her eyes were starting to glaze over. She also seemed to be having some trouble forming her thoughts and her words were becoming a little slurred. ‘She’s quite a lightweight! This is going just as planned,’ was the thought that came with that smirk.
As she sipped her second cocktail, the apple martini, a thought popped into the slightly drunk Abi’s head. ‘I have to tell Kelly about these drinks! These are so good! She needs to try them, too!’
As her friend’s name rang through her head, Abi looked up, her eyes zooming at where Kelly had stood a while ago but to her surprise, she couldn’t see her friend anymore. She frowned as she looked around.
Where on Earth had Kelly gone off to?
Meanwhile, at the other end of the bar, Kelly had been ambushed by a gentleman, also wearing expensive suit. She didn’t know that they were actually that CEO’s men and they approached her to distract her and keep her away from Abi.
She had been standing in the line to the bar, waiting for her turn and checking on Abi every now and again, when she saw this man cut the line in front of her.
“Hey! We’ve all been waiting our turn here, so get to the back of the line!” She was fired up. How dare this man just cut the line and then act as if he didn’t do anything wrong!
Her fists were opening and closing, as if itching to hit something. “Hey, buddy, you should move now before your nose gets broken.” She threatened when the man just ignored her, as if he didn’t hear anything at all.
Kelly’s anger was starting to kick in.
She really wanted to teach this man a lesson!
“Oho, what a brave little miss we have here,” the man said and Kelly rolled her eyes. She didn’t want to be angry in this place, she didn’t want to rage at this moment, solely because her Abi was here and she couldn’t possibly create trouble here when her little angel was watching. If she was by herself, she would easily be able to sneak away even if the bar turned into a battlefield but her Abi was here! There was no way she would let her see this reality on her very first outing!
Kelly hated announcing to the world who she was. She was the daughter of one of the country’s most prominent families but when she went out, she didn’t like being treated as someone who was privileged. She liked going out normally and being treated normally so she was used to having to wait her turn in a line and other things that normal people would have to do. She knew that one day, she wouldn’t be able to do these things anymore once her family forced her to work at the company, so she took her time and spent it the way she wanted to; that was the deal she and her parents agreed on after all.
Kelly breathed deeply, trying her best to calm herself. It was really hard for her to do it but the thought of Abi miraculously helped her lower her skyrocketing blood pressure.
She was about to glance at her Abi again to check on her when suddenly, another bastard appeared before her. This bastard purposely spilled his drink on her! She knew he did because he had an annoying smirk on his face instead of an apologetic one. Kelly finally snapped! Why was there no end to the amount of bastards lurking around this place tonight?
The anger she was trying so hard to keep at bay burst out like an erupting volcano and she immediately grabbed the bastard’s collar with such force that the man’s eyes widened in surprise. She looked at him with furious eyes and if looks could kill, he would have already dropped dead on the ground.
Another man came and surrounded her as she pulled the man’s necktie, trying to choke him. It seemed these guys were the bastard’s friends.
“What a brave and strong, little girl. Can you choke me too, baby girl?” another one asked and all other thought, except to beat these guys until they begged her for mercy, was pushed aside as Kelly lost it. ‘Bastards! I’ll choke you all to death!!’
“Sure… how about we go outside?” Kelly smiled like a little demoness as she dragged the one she was choking, out behind her. She was consumed with her anger. She knew that she was past the point of being able to calm herself down anymore, unless she beat these damned bastards to pulp.
The men were laughing as they followed behind her, looking at each other like this was going to be a piece of cake. There were three of them, including the one she dragged by the neck tie.
Once they were outside, Kelly pushed the necktie man away from her and looked at each of the men who now had her surrounded. There was necktie man, long hair man and denim jacket man. From the bunch of them, long hair man and necktie man seemed to be the fittest looking ones, so she faced towards these two, her back on denim jacket man, and waited for someone to make the first move.
As expected, denim jacket man was the first to pounce, thinking that he had the advantage as she had her back to him, but he was sorely mistaken. A quick but strong back kick to his stomach sent him flying backwards and spurred the other two into action.
Necktie man from her left was the first to get to her, throwing a punch towards her head. She caught his wrist with her left hand as she dodged to the right and she then threw a small uppercut which landed on his stomach. Her right hand grabbed his punching arm and she used his momentum to flip him onto his back. The man landed with a heavy thud on the ground and she threw a few quick punches to his face for good measure.
