Dirty Affairs novel Chapter 14

"I'm nervous. I can't go in..." Sophia nervously said, Hesitating as she tried dragging down her short dress and making sure it was long enough before she spoke again.

"Please, I can't sister."

"Shhhhhh. Just follow my lead." Cynthia replied, holding Sophia's hand as they both walked in.

Cynthia brought Sophia to a club like she said earlier. Cynthia was a party girl so she was well acquainted with what went on inside these clubs. Even though Sophia resisted, Cynthia didn't let that make her change her mind.

They were in a dark, smoky bar, about to join the crowd of people who were there mostly looking to

have a good time and have so much fun with any girl available.

They walked through the corridor, their shoes sticking and making some sounds to the ground with every step. The remnants of alcohol spilled on the floor from the night before. As they waded their way through the sticky path, Cynthia couldn’t help but talk to her friend to know if she was okay and comfortable.

"Sis, are you okay?" Cynthia asked.

"Yes.” Sophia's answer was quick and Cynthia was a bit surprised because she didn't see any hint of worries on Sophia's face.

"Yes, I'm okay. I'm here already so… I mean you succeeded in bringing me here." Said Sophia with a smile as Cynthia smiled back at her.

“Just make sure you stay beside me okay?” Cynthia warned.

“Okay." Sophia replied.

The corridor opened into a large storey area. The place was already quite crowded with about the same amount of women as they were men. Most of the people were leaning on the wall which was situated on the left side of the room trying to catch the bartender’s attention to talk to two or more persons.

Sophia's first impression of a club was that it was quite dirty but after a few drinks in them, people probably wouldn’t care too much about hygiene, she guessed. She looked around and saw that the place attracted all sorts of different people. They were some wild looking people with lot of piercings, and tattoo, but then, she looked up to the second storey and that seemed to be

filled with more matured guests in business suits.

"Come here, Sophia. It’s too crowded down there. I am afraid that you might get lost." Said Cynthia as she grabs Sophia's wrist.

Cynthia had looked around and determined that the ground floor was too crowded for her to protect her innocent friend Sophia. The second storey looked less chaotic. So she dragged Sophia through the crowded

dance floor and up the stairs.

Sophia could only follow her friend’s lead just as her friend had Instructed.

The upstairs area was filled with people mostly minding their business or looking down at the chaos on the ground floor with interest.

Sophia felt that this people who were watching the goings on the down floor were looking for their

next prey and she couldn’t help the slight shiver of repulsion that came over her. Infact, she was so sure that they were looking for prey. After all, she wasn't surprised because she had actually heard such things happen so seeing strange things for the first time wasn't scary for her.

Suddenly, there was a certain man sitting on his own secluded corner who suddenly recognized Cynthia but unknown to the both girls. He took his cell phone and dialed a number.

The receiver picked the call on the first ring.

"What is it?” the receiver asked. He sounded as if he was being disturbed the moment the call came in.

"What is it?" He asked again.

"Cynthia is here but she isn't alone and she isn't looking as if she would be stripping tonight." Said the caller and because he knew and was sure the receiver understood what he meant, he swiftly hung up.

Meanwhile, beside the caller, the two girls sat as they discussed happily and not minding anything at all.

"I know you don't like it here but I'm sure, you will with time. Just observe and never leave my side." Said Cynthia.

As they discussed, Cynthia got a call which she thought was important so she needed to pick the call. She thought of walking out for sometime because of the noise inside the club and coming back after the call but on a second thought, she thought of her friend Sophia. She was scared and never wanted to leave her side, not even for one second.

He turned towards the position where the caller sat earlier but couldn't find him.

"Damn! This bastard left already." Said the man in black outfit.

He continue to stare at Sophia to monitor her movement but that wasn't the reason he came to that club.

He came because he was told that Cynthia was in that club but he was surprised to see that girl who actually gave him a slap that night.

In his mind, Sophia was like a lost sheep who had mistakenly walked into a dark and dangerous Dungeon she knew nothing about. She looked so innocent and vulnerable that he was sure she would attract those predators looking for a prey.

"What is this little girl doing here alone?" He asked himself inwardly as his eyes dangerously continued to search the crowd to see if he could see Cynthia breaking any of his rules as usual.

In the next seconds, his predictions were right. She indeed attracted those bastards looking for a prey.

A man in an expensive suit walked up to her table and started speaking to her. His charming eyes looked her up and down and the other man in black outfit could practically see the drool falling from the corner of the man’s lips.

The moment he saw the man extend his hand towards Sophia, The man in black aura freezes blazed. He was also sure that the man in suit wasn't Sophia's boyfriend because of how the man had approached her.

The man who approached Sophia looked confident and authoritative. His suit, his expensive looking watch and shiny looking well polished shoes all screamed that he was definitely a rich man compared to the men Sophia saw inside the club so far. Most of the men in the second level were also wearing suits, but there was something about this man that stood out from the crowd.

Sophia tried to see if she could recognize his face but she couldn't. It was night after all.

The perfect cut of his jacket or the expensive cufflinks by his wrist 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.

"Hi." He said to Sophia as he introduced himself with a smile on his face. She smiled back at him as he sat and they made a polite discussion.

He spoke politely but for some reason, Sophia felt uncomfortable. The hair at the back of her neck stood up as if she 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 when 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 calm.

The man in black outfit never took his eyes off Sophia as he observed.