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Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy novel Chapter 7

JENNIFER'S POV

"Yaa ! So what do you suggest me to have in drinks ?" I asked Sameera while I struggled to insert my key in the ignition point. I was panicking badly. I didn't what her to do something stupid now about which, she would regret once she was sober.

This is easy ok? You just talk and keep her occupied. Breathe.... yes... almost there...

I kept on repeating this in my mind barely hearing Sameera's blabbering. My hands were getting sweaty and soon they began to treamble.

The engine roared and I drove out of the parking lot, keeping the speed at 90 KMPH, I zoomed past the vehicles, driving like a maniac, breaking signals and almost breaking my neck due to the frantic breaks after every two minutes.

I almost ran into a sleek black colored stylish car with tinted glasses.

Doesn't the driver know that its illegal to have opaque windows of a car? Idiot! I mentally scoffed.

"You there Jenny darling? I asked you something..." Sameera questioned." Umm.. what? I just got stuck in the traffic. Come again?" I said suddenly getting aware that I was still on the phone.

"I saaaiiddd.... leave it! I'm bored now ok! I'm up for rising the temperature ok... Cooommmee naaa!" Her words were now in a full slurring mode.

"NO! You won't start your show before I reach. Tell those sons and daughters of bitches and dogs and rats to keep their mouths shut TILL I REACH THERE!" I roared. And to my surprise, she started giggling.

No.. not again!

"Seems like even you are eager to admire my husn(beauty in Urdu)." I smacked my forehead with my hand.

She's totally drunk now. This is a characteristic feature of Sameera. When absolutely drunk, she mixes Urdu with English, god knows why.

She continued"Hey guys and girls ! My 'sisterrr from from anotherr motherr' says to all the sons and daughters of bitches and dogs and rats to wait till she gets here!" I was enraged and a bit of embarrassed too.

"Who told you to announce that!?" I literally wanted to bang my head against the steering wheel!

But then, the thought that they were the very vulgar people who were taking advantage of Sameera's drunken state, brought fury in my eyes.

No one touches my pal!

"Ok Sameera! Almost there!" I announced as I parked Sweety on the side of the road, fully aware of the chances of her getting towed away but at the moment, I didn't care.

I spotted the massive gates of the Den and leaving Sweety behind, I made my way inside. I was almost running. There was a long queue outside the club. The line could surely resemble a big fat anaconda seen in a magnified view.

DAMMIT! How do I get inside?

"Sameera! I'm here. How do I get inside? I don't have passes!"

"Hehehehe... neither did I have ! You remember how we got in during the Smiley sting operation? In the same way, you get your ass here!" She said tittering again.

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