Stella's POV
"Hey, I'll be right back. I need to use the restroom "Alessio stated, slightly uncomfortably. "Hey, you look great," Emilia observed, and Miya agreed with a wink.
I laughed and said the same to them. Emilia was dressed in a stunning black outfit. And Miya looked gorgeous in an emerald-colored dress.
And Ludovica... she is lacking clothes. She isn't even dressed. Her boobs are on the verge of bursting. She doesn't appear to mind. Just looking at her makes me feel uncomfortable.
While Marcello and Jeremiah went to grab beverages for us, I was talking with them. They soon returned with a drink. They brought a wide range of beverages.
I noticed a tray of vodka shots. I'd never tasted it before, so it tempted me to drink it. I took one, but Luca stopped me before I could drink it. "Are you sure you want to drink that? It's quite effective "He expressed his worries.
"Yeah, I'm sure," I said, smiling to reassure him. "Well, be careful," he responded, continuing his conversation.
I had three to four shots and am now extremely drunk. I looked everywhere for Alessio, but he never returned. Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to look at a guy. Because I'm drunk, and I see two similar guys.
Everything became fuzzy as I heard him ask whether I wanted to dance. I nodded drunkenly as I stared up at him. He took my hand in his and led me to the dance floor.
I was dancing and jumping around, having fun and not caring about anything. That guy was dancing close to me. Really close. but I was too drunk to mind.
Alessio's POV
I just returned from doing my deeds. and went to where they were, but I didn't see them.
I started looking for them and eventually found them drinking, but I didn't see Stella. When I approached them and asked where she was, they pointed to where people were dancing.
I noticed her joyfully dancing, but then I noticed a boy behind her throwing his arms around her waist and dragging her closer.
That image caused my blood to boil. I raced towards them and punched him in the jaw. He felt down and gripped his jaw. "What the fuck was that for?" he exclaimed.
I didn't say anything and just kept punching him. I came to a halt when I was satisfied. I turned to face Stella; I expected her to be horrified after I punched him, but she just kept dancing, and I doubt she realizes what happened.
I seized her arms and led her to the car. I pushed open the driver's door and made her to sit on my lap.
She looked up at me. "Why did you bring me here?" she asked, puzzled. "Why were you dancing with him?"I questioned, sliding my arms around her waist and resting my head on the crook of her neck. "Was I dancing with anyone?" She stated carelessly.
I didn't react, instead placing a small kiss on her neck that turned into several kisses, and I heard her faintly whimper, making my pants tight. I began lightly sucking on her neck, and she clutched my hair, causing me to grunt.
"W-what are you doing?" she murmured, leaning in closer. "Why, don't you like it?" I inquired, but she did not react and let out a moan when I bit her neck.
I moved my gaze away from her neck and toward her red face. My attention was drawn to her rose-colored, glossy lips. I desperately wanted to kiss those lips, but I didn't.
I will soon...