*Hey guys, please be reminded that every single event, place, and characters are to remain fictional in this story.
Right after, Aubrey came out of her class. She literary rushed towards her car, throwing all her stuff to the passengers' seat.
'Dang…Dang…Dang…Aubrey!!! Can you be more embarrassing than what you have done just now? This is insane girl…insane. Why do you have to mention last night?! When all you gonna do is just smile and went off. That's it. That's what people called to be civilized. You are a damn adult, stop acting like a child…' Aubrey hits her head again and again on the car steering, and of course not enough to hurt herself though.
Suddenly, she stopped, and a horrible thought comes into her mind. Her eyes were wide opened, her hands on her mouth, clearly terrorized by the thoughts.
'Oh no…no…no…Aubrey…dear, what will he think of you? A bimbo? Sluts? Pervert? A woman with no dignity? Oh gosh, no?!'
Then…
'wait, wait, there's no way he will think of me that way, right? Look I have a Lamborghini which is a limited edition, impressive academic records from past years, and remarkable achievements. So, as a contemporary professor, he will certainly know my reputations on campus.' Aubrey sighed in relief at her thoughts.
No longer after that…
'What if he thinks that everything was fake, and it was one of tactics to go after him…' Aubrey's expressions went terrorized again.
Well, as the narrator all I can comment is that she is being paranoid right now. Don't you guys agree?
A knock at her window snaps her back to reality. She pressed the button and an angelic face appeared behind her tinted window.
"Hey Carla"
"Hi Aubrey, I am here to ask if you can come to my party tonight?"
"I am not sure Carla, but I'll stop by and send something if I am not able to," Aubrey replied to her gently.
"Well, ok. Here are the invitation cards, I do hope you guys can come together" Carla said and passed her a party invitation.
"You mean Giana and Jacquie?"
"Yep, who else then would I have to mention." Carla giggled and waved at Aubrey before she turns away.
Aubrey smiled and closing up her window, start up her car engines, and sighed. Party invitation again. Throughout her way back to her condominium, she was wondering if Carla noticed her weird behaviour in the car, clearly forgotten the fact her car windows are all tinted.
… … …
"Aubrey, dear welcome back!" Giana shouted from the kitchen bar which is not far from the living room. Aubrey rolled her eyes back.
"Girl, I heard that, you shouldn't have to shout so loud. I'm not deaf." Aubrey screamed at her back which Giana laughed out loudly. Like super loud.
"Yo, yo, girls…stop shouting. You guys are like dogs" Jacquie interrupted, in his serious face.
"Hey what's up with the expression?" Giana asked, her playful intonations had slowly died down turning into a serious tone. Aubrey's expressions harden.
"Resources said Dr. P will appear in Carla's party." The whole room becomes tensed after Jacquie threw out the news.
"Carla, tonight we're coming to your party," Aubrey said through the phones, breaking out the tensions.
She glanced at both Giana and Jacquie which they nodded their heads.
… … …
On the other side,
"He will be there Alessio, tonight, 2100"
"Be ready, I want the traitor tonight" Alessio said in a strict voice, demanding no excused.
"Right boss"
… … …
2100, Carla party…
The mansion was so crowded with various students coming from a different departments. Carla, the host, also the daughter of the Dean, was enjoying all the attention she gets.
Aubrey and her friends were greeted warmly by Carla and her gang.
But guys, never fooled by the angelic face you've seen, because they are two types of people with such faces. One, they are truly kind, second, they are devilish inside.
To be honest, Aubrey assured you guys, Carla is the second type of person. It may seem like Carla did not care if Aubrey and her friends were coming or not.
But secretly, she is using them as the bait to grab all the attention of other students to attend her party. If Aubrey did not attend, then she'll get to say that they are egoistic and arrogant that they did not want to come.
'Nice and wicked' Aubrey thought silently and smiled at the figure in front of her.
As this is a masked party, so it is hard to comprehend which one is who.
Aubrey signal Jacquie and Giana to go individually so they were able to find Dr. P quickly. She finished off the champagne she had in her hands and went to the dance floor.
'The best way to find a person is…'
Aubrey moves her sight around the room and stopped at the DJ desk.
'Gotcha.'
She went upstairs and started to dance joining in the crowd.
... ... ...
From afar, Alessio looked around the crowded room and saw the familiar figure at the DJ desk. The interior design is an open hall where you can see through everything by one glance especially the upper side.
He swears he has seen her before and keeps on watching her. His eyes shine as he realized the owner of the figure, but it did not last long when she started grinding her body with the DJ.
'Shit' he muttered under his breath. Immediately he went upstairs, leaving Carlos alone. Clueless.
Carlos could not make out why his boss is acting strange today.
"Well, he's the boss"
He shrugged his shoulder and continued his work.
... ... ...
Aubrey dances gracefully through the Latin song. Her movements were so attractive and hot especially her short tight dress, revealing her amazing body and long legs. Her long hair was down and bouncy due to her movements.
Slowly, everyone's eyes were on her, lost in her performance. They began to question each other if they knew the figure.
At that point where Aubrey was doing the pole dance, almost all men were checking her out. Her spaghetti-strap challenges their patience.
Aubrey notices how she managed to captivate their attention, she smiled victoriously.
'As a woman, we sure do have the ego to fulfil'
She walked 360 degrees around the pole while eyeing through the crowd to find the person she wanted and there he is…Dr. P.
Hurriedly, she twirls for the last time to end her performance. Just before she could leave the stage, a strong arm grabs her hand and pulled her towards him. She lifted her head to meet with a pair of dark blue eyes.
'Alessio'
"Missy, how about a dance?" Alessio whispered through her ears.