Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 250

I was so entranced by that sensation that I didn’t even give the bouncers a second glace…and I was inside the club without realising I had stepped inside.

“Nicely pulled off if I do say so myself. Thank you lads.” Maya confidently smiles as the other girls break away from their pretend dates, heading in the direction of the bar.

I remain rooted to the spot, my body continuing to be mesmerised by his touch.

As soon as I break away, I regret it instantly…shaking my head in disbelief already deciding to order two drinks to break me out of this mental state of haziness. I’ve had crushes before..but this was borderline obsessive.

“Where are you going?” His hands grip my elbow pulling me back to him, those sparks returning once more.

“To get a drink.”

His eyes roam over me, a hungry look in his eyes…like a predator and for once I’m quite excited to be the prey.

He walks me over to a quieter bar in the VIP section. I lean up against it, trying to act cool…as if I belong here in this club for over 25s. That I belong in this VIP section.

I find my friends in the distance, the group of males continuing to follow them around as they move from the bar to the seating area. Maya was right, they were the hottest girls here tonight, and judging by the jealous eyes of the other females in the club, the men we walked in with were the catch of the night.

“And for your friend?” I turn my head to find a female behind the bar only having eyes for my mystery man. Her expression turning to a resting bitch face when she glances briefly at me.

“Vodka orange.” I grunt out, a level of jealousy hitting me.

This was absurd I had only just met with him, why did I think I had a right to dibs on him.

She spills my drink slightly as she passes it to me on the bar top as her eyes scowl into mine…stylish, real stylish of her.

He then places my hand back in his and walks me over to the dance floor, just as a R&B song fills the sound systems.

His hand snakes around my lower back as he takes a step closer into me, those eyes looking down at me from his great height.

That hunger remaining in them.

My eyes dart to my friends that were eyeing me from their table, Maya giving me a triumph smile.

His closeness is incredibly intoxicating, not that I am all innocent…my hips are moving with perfect rhythm to the beat of the song.

His lips are by my temple, his breath fanning against my eyelashes. I look up, my heart thudding loudly within my chest as he bends his body down slightly before his lips crash into mine, claiming them.