Anna didn't know what took over her sanity that she decided to find some random man at a club instead of looking for a nice guy at a better place.
Perhaps it was because she did not want to be associated with the man after getting what she wanted. She only needed his seeds. Not him entirely. She knew she should have just gone to a sperm bank but she had already dolled herself up and was already in front of the club.
"Just get it over and done with," she told herself.
Anna took a deep breath before she walked in, all alone, into the club. The guard took in her appearance before he let her in. His eyes clearly lingered on her curves.
After all, she was wearing skin-tight clothes. Her V-necked crop top hugged her bust and showed a bit of her cleavage. Her miniskirt emphasized her rear and showed much of her legs. And her stiletto heels were sexy. She was dressed to kill.
She had put on some make-up and her lips were an alluring red. It was clear to any man who sees her that she had gone to the club to get laid. But she didn't give a damn. She was desperate. She needed to get pregnant as soon as she could for her grandparents.
Her Grandma had kept telling her to have at least one child every time Anna visited the hospital. And this time, in order to assure her grandmother and make her focus on recuperating, she had promised that she would give them a grandchild soon so they should stop worrying.
"Baby, I hope I'll meet you soon," she said and caressed her belly. She was already imagining a cute little angel before she even got her hands on a sperm donor. But it wasn't long until she found one.
Anna was set on her goal as she flipped her hair and danced like there was no tomorrow. She had already attracted a lot of attention. And she was glad that there were lots of hot specimens in the club.
A lot of men approached her and danced with her. But there was one particular guy who just stared at her from afar. He clearly glared at the men who came near her but he did not make an effort to get close to her.
He was over six feet tall. He had a strong jawline, sharp nose, full lips, thick brows, and beautiful eyes. He had broad shoulders and a sturdy-looking chest. His legs were long and sexy. In short, he had the genes she was looking for.
'Not to brag but I'm quite a beauty myself. If the baby takes after me, it would be super adorable. If it takes after a guy like that, my baby would be a star,' she thought and her lips curved up.
The guy looked like he wanted to approach her but didn't. He just kept furrowing his brows every time she danced with the men around her. Anna sighed and walked in his direction.
"Hi! I'm Anna Beatrice," she extended her hand for a handshake. But the man's eyes just narrowed at her and his brows furrowed. He didn't look like he would be accepting her handshake.
"May I sit with you?" she asked instead. The club was packed and there were few empty seats so her reason was valid. He had an entire couch and table all to himself. He didn't respond for a few seconds and just stared at her.
'Just how long is he going to glare at me? Should I find someone else instead? I'd rather not have a child with a rude and bad personality like this. There are a lot of other hot guys here anyway,' her eyes scanned the room for her next target and she found one. But before she could leave, the man in front of her finally shook her hand.
'Ah, did he notice me glancing around? Was he just playing hard to get so I would pursue him more? Did he think that also works on most women?' she stopped herself from smirking.
"I'm Lexus Damien. You may sit," he said curtly. Somehow, his brows were even more furrowed.
"Thank you," she said. He clearly thought that she was asking to sit beside him. But she had better plans. She felt his eyes on her as she walked to the other side and sat across from him.
'Ah, he has such a sexy name. Where have I heard that before? Oh! The brand of cars and from the movies.'
"What would you like to drink?" he offered her the menu.
"Oh, are you buying me a drink?" she accepted when he nodded. "Thank you."
'Is he the silent shy type?' he had looked away every time she caught him looking at her on the dancefloor.
'But he was glaring at the boys that surrounded me. If looks could kill, they could have died already,' she thought as she pretended to check the menu. She had already read it upon arrival and had already chosen what to order for the rest of the night.
She had intentionally laid the menu on the table and bent slightly while checking it. She could feel Lexus' eyes on her. She was sure he could see much of her cleavage but she pretended not to notice.
"I'd love this," she finally ordered one of the ladies' drinks she had tried before that would not make her drunk easily. She didn't mind getting tipsy but she had to be sane enough to be able to do the act when it comes to it.
"What about you sir?" the waiter asked.
"The same one I ordered before," he said and the waiter finally left them.
They talked about random things while waiting for their order. When she had downed two glasses, she felt a bit braver due to the alcohol. He was also a bit more talkative when had some more drinks.
'I can do this!' she encouraged herself. He looked up when she suddenly rose and Anna felt like she was walking into a tiger's den as she approached him. The way he eyed her was that of a predator looking at his prey. And his prey was voluntarily walking into his trap.
'But it was the other way around,' Anna thought; not knowing that she was indeed walking into a tiger's den.