"Pulling up tonight?", Kristen texted over the phone. It was about that time of the year; an annual nightclub party [R18+], set to take place in one of the most expensive club in New York City.
"Sure bro", he hit the send button, then carelessly threw his phone to the bed. This was it, the club Adrian met his ex; Kendall. He loved her a lot and still does. It hurts him that it's all over.
He remembered going out with Kendall for this party and it's sad that he can't even erase the memories they made. Honestly, he would be able to write a whole narrative essay about everything that had happened at this very party like it was yesterday.
Well, Adrian was turning up with his friends like old times. What should he expect? He had a lot on his mind and right now, all he needed was solitude, but a group of friends won't be a bad idea, would it?
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"Nelly?", Adrian called out. It was one of his domestic servants. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her to avoid delaying his time. "Yes sir?!", she answered. She was young and naive. Her eyes bulge whenever she feels nervous.
"I'll be out for the night, so I'd be leaving my house as a whole in your care. Have I made myself clear?".
"Yes sir!", she responded.
"Good. You may take your leave". She walked out of his room and quietly shut the door behind.
Adrian went into the bathroom for a quick shower. He was running out of time. His group of friends were gonna be there anytime soon. In a jiffy, he was out, wrapped in a blue towel.
Honk honk! A loud horn blew from the garage.
"Oh, shit!", he exclaimed. They were there already and he wasn't yet ready. His eyes scanned through his wardrobe; a collection of designer wears.
Kendall had always picked his outfit for similar events but now, she was no more. What choice did he have? His eyes caught a brand new red suit hanging in his closet, her favourite colour.
*honk!!!, the car horn blew for the third time. He had no choice other than to wear it for the party. He found a white shirt and dressed up in his suit and a black pair of shoe. He wore a nice perfume and brushed his hair curls.
With his apple wristwatch strapped around his wrist, his wallet and 13pro max, he was good to go. He looked like the hottest guy in town, but the inside of him was filled with pure darkness; faced with cruelty.
He admired his physiques in the mirror as there wasn't anyone around to shower him with the sweetest compliments. He locked his room door and handed over the keys to Nelly as he dashed out of his resident.
To be continued....