His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias) novel Chapter 30

"That was amazing!" Melanie praised as soon as Amara began making her way off the stage, doing everything in her power to ignore the way Tobias's eyes followed her every movement.

"It was nice," Amara said and released a strained chuckle, thought it came out sounding more relaxed than she could expected. "I should do this more often."

"Damn right you should." Melanie agreed as they walked up to the bar, ready to place new drink orders.

As they waited for the bartender to arrive, someone once again took the seat beside Amara.

She rolled her eyes, just about done with men for the night. But before she could part her lips to speak, the stranger had beat her to it.

"I'll pay for your drinks." She turned to him and arched a brow. "It's the least I can do after you entertained us all."

And true to his words, the stranger paid for their drinks and left instantly, leaving Melanie and Amara to share a look of amusement.

"I see you have some admirers." Melanie chuckled as she watched the stranger disappear into the sea of people, who coincidentally, were also whispering and praising the show Amara had presented them with.

They all loved it, it was clear on their faces and in their gaze and Amara, she was happily soaking up their glances, not that it mattered to her, but every once in a while, it was good to feel…good.

“Seems like it.” She agreed and took a sip of her drink, savoring the smooth texture as it slid down her throat. “Perhaps I should make it a regular thing. Like a side job.” She joked.

Melanie laughed at her words, not because she thought bad about Amara’s talent, but rather because she knew her friend was simply bluffing. In their small friend group, it was known that the moment Amara joked with something, be it her love life, which she never really had, or her studies, which she had always taken serious, it was a sure sign of procrastination, thus, leading to said thing never being completed.

“Oh, I’d love to see that. Amara the star.” Melanie laughed at her own joke, however, the moment she looked behind her friend, the smile on her face faded.

“What’s up?” Amara asked, noticing the way her friend had tensed up. She then turned around and saw Tobias who was standing a little distance away and just like Melanie, the smile on her face completely vanished and her mood felt ruined.

“Let’s talk.” He stated coldly.

Amara turned away. “And what makes you think I want to speak to you.”

Right after she said this, Tobias took a step forward and wrapped his hand around her wrist. His fist covered her entire wrist and in one swift yank, he had pulled her off the bar stool.

“Hey-!” Melanie tried to intervene but instantly want silent when Tobias glared darkly at her.

“Stay out of this.” He warned and with a few strides, he had dragged Amara out of the club and into the street.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Tobias?” She hissed as she snatched her arm away, glaring up at him despite the height difference.

“That question should be directed at you. What the hell do you think you’re doing in there? Is this your new route to find yourself a sugar daddy?” He accused and his tone was filled with spite.

Amara couldn’t help but laugh, even though she was a bit pissed at him. “And how the fuck is that any of your business.”