Chapter 2 #2
“But, going back to Hermes, I’m sure he’s not going to try anything with me, although his behavior has me confused.
He doesn’t use the informal ‘you’ with me, obviously to keep his distance, but last night he asked me to dance and seemed very interested in my relationship with Baco.
Assuming his interest was because he’s concerned about his brother’s relationships, then why did he call me to ask why I didn’t enjoy his company?
I swear, Seri, that man is going to drive me crazy. ”
“I think he wants to have something with you and, to be more specific, I think he wants to get between your legs. The issue is that, from what you’ve told me, the guy must be used to always getting his way and he’ll pursue you until he achieves it.
I’m afraid that after he does, his interest will end. Those types are always like that.”
“You might be right,” I commented.
“Delfi, be careful, I’m begging you. We’re talking about an older man, a man with many resources, and what’s more, according to what you told me, he’s gorgeous and considered the golden bachelor. All of that is a very dangerous combination.”
“I understand that clearly.”
“Do you promise me you’ll be careful?”
“I promise. Thank you, friend.”
“And I thought this was about Baco.”
“You weren’t that far from reality, it’s his brother.”
“Did he notice?”
“I don’t think so,” I responded, but without being very sure.
“What if you tell him?” she suggested.
“I’d rather not. Besides, I don’t think I’ll see him again, and after today’s conversation, I don’t think he’ll call me anymore either.”
“Even you don’t believe that. Plus, he told you he was going to collect for the stain on his shirt. He’ll keep insisting,” she stated confidently.
“In that case, I’ll be the one to put him in his place.”
“Good luck,” was all she said.
After lunch, we went out for a walk along the promenade.
While we were walking, admiring the coast and enjoying the air and sun, we received messages in our WhatsApp group with our friends inviting us to a dance club called “Heaven” that night.
I wasn’t very eager to stay up late again, but Seri insisted that it would do me good to spend some time with all of them, and we both confirmed we would attend.
After my friend left, I lay down to try to rest a bit because I knew that if I was going out at night, I needed to try to sleep at least another hour.
When I woke up, I felt much better. The rest had done me good, and I even felt less worried about the situation with Hermes Darwich. I was convinced he wouldn’t contact me again.
For the evening, I chose a black dress that came above my knees, but what was striking was that it left my back completely bare. It was sleeveless and very sensual. To show it off, I put my hair in a high ponytail and applied natural makeup, but highlighting my eyes and lips.
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I arrived at “Heaven” after ten at night.
I looked for my friends and found them on the upper floor of the venue.
The club had two floors; on the ground floor there were restaurant-style tables and a dance floor with more relaxed music.
The upper floor was equipped with sofas and living room tables, and the music playing was more festive.
When I reached the sofas where my friends were, the song “Take My Breath” by The Weeknd was starting to play.
Jim, one of my friends who was a fanatic of the singer, immediately stood up.
“Someone please come dance with me,” he begged.
“I’ll go with you,” I said, because I wanted to move my body and push away my worries.
“Let’s have fun, gorgeous,” he exclaimed, taking my hand and dragging me to the dance floor.
We started dancing and having a great time.
Jim twirled around me, also taking my hands and making me spin.
We laughed and enjoyed ourselves immensely.
After a few minutes, several of our friends joined us, and we all danced in a circle.
The next song was “Cold Heart” by Dua Lipa and Elton John, and holding Jim’s hand, I moved to the rhythm of the music, laughing as I always did when I was with all of them.
After that song, my throat was dry from so much singing and shouting.
I was heading toward the sofas where we had our things, intending to get something to drink, when I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me to a darker area.
“What the hell! Let go of me!” I shouted, and froze when I saw the back of the person dragging me. It was him, I had no doubt.
When he saw that I was struggling to free myself, he turned and looked at me seriously.
“I need to talk to you NOW!” was his authoritative explanation.
“Let go of me, right now! Have you gone crazy or are you determined to drive me insane?”
He cornered me against a wall and trapped me with his body, placing his hands on either side of my head.
“Are you cheating on my brother? Does Baco know you’re here dancing hand in hand with some guy?”
“I can’t believe what I’m hearing! Now I understand what’s wrong with you!
You’re one of those damn control freaks who wants to direct everyone else’s lives to the point of interfering in your brother’s relationships.
You probably already have someone picked out for him to marry and you think I’ve come along to ruin all your plans. ”
He stared at me furiously, just inches from my face, but paying close attention to my entire tirade of words.
“Are you cheating on him?” he repeated.
“I’m not cheating on anyone! Let me go and leave me alone!”
“I don’t think Baco would like you holding hands with another man and dancing sensually with him, not to mention wearing this little dress that leaves your entire back exposed!”
“What?”
“Again... don’t you know how to say anything else?”
“Repeat what you just said.”
“Are you cheating on my brother?”
“I’m not cheating on anyone because I’m not Baco’s girlfriend! We’re just friends, nothing has ever happened between us and nothing ever will. Satisfied? You lunatic!” I exclaimed, the insult escaping before I could stop it.
“What?” was all he said, looking at me surprised and confused.
“Now you’re going to repeat what I say?”
“There’s nothing between you and Baco?”
“There’s a friendship, you idiot!” I was so furious that I wasn’t thinking about what I was saying, and I had to make a great effort not to lift my leg and give him a good knee to his groin.
“You’re not in love with each other?” he asked, but this time he lowered his voice.
“Of course not! I already told you we’re just friends. And now that you know your plans aren’t in danger, let me go and let me get back to my friends because...”
I couldn’t finish. Hermes took possession of my mouth without hesitation.
He pressed his lips against mine and encouraged me to open them.
As soon as his lips touched me, I felt my heart stop beating, only to start again beating so rapidly that I was sure it wasn’t healthy.
I’d been kissed before, but the experience of Hermes’s kiss was unique; he wasn’t just claiming my mouth, this man was kissing me as if claiming everything.
I didn’t resist, I opened my lips and he invaded my mouth, demanding to possess me.
His tongue explored every corner of my mouth, leaving no space unexplored.
I felt my legs would give way at any moment, and I kept my hands against the wall because I didn’t dare touch him.
He removed the hand he had resting on the wall and brought it to the nape of my neck to pull me closer, if that was even possible.
His taste was exquisite; I can assure you it was the taste of heaven.
I could barely breathe, I felt I was about to collapse; I had never been kissed like that before.
His mouth and mine seemed to have been made to kiss each other because they fit together as if they were one.
Suddenly my friend Serafina’s words came to mind and, although it was difficult, I pulled my lips away from his mouth.
We looked into each other’s eyes with surprise and the distinctive gleam of arousal.
I couldn’t speak; I tried to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth.
He was also completely stunned and stared at me without blinking.
I pushed him away and left his side as quickly as I could.
My legs were shaking, and I didn’t know how to make it back to where my friends were.
I made my way through the crowd, stumbling, and when I got there, I threw myself onto one of the sofas.
At that moment, only Camila was there, reading something on her phone; the rest of my friends were still on the dance floor.
Camila looked up and gave me a concerned look.
“Are you feeling okay, Delfi?”
“I’m just a bit dizzy, it must be that I drank too much alcohol at once because I was thirsty.”
“Do you want me to get you some water?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll just sit here for a while and it’ll pass.”
“I’ll stay with you,” she said, and moved closer to me.
“Thanks, Cami.”
And I was truly grateful that she stayed by my side because I was afraid Hermes would come back to talk about what had happened between us. I didn’t even dare look in the direction where I had left him.
Why did he kiss me? I questioned myself.
My friend was making conversation and I tried to participate, but I was still trembling and my stomach was jumping, making me nauseous.
I had to get out of there as soon as possible; I didn’t want to run into him again.
That man was dangerous for my emotional stability and, although it was hard to admit, for my heart.
The sensible thing was to keep as far away as possible.
“Cami, I’m going to leave because I’m exhausted and my head really hurts. Apologize to the rest of the group for me,” I explained, as I couldn’t stay in the condition I was in.
“Do you want me to walk you to your car?” she asked, concerned.
“Would you?” I asked, because I didn’t want to go out alone, I wanted nothing to do with Hermes Darwich.
“Of course. Let’s go, I’ll accompany you.”
“Thank you so much, Cami.”
“Stop thanking me. Has the dizziness passed a bit? Because if not, you shouldn’t be driving.”
“I’m feeling better, thanks,” I replied, feeling horrible for lying to her.
We headed to the parking lot and I was so focused on getting out that I didn’t understand what Camila was saying to me, I think I gave her random responses.
As soon as I reached my car I felt more at ease.
I said goodbye to my friend and headed to my apartment.
I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss that had been wonderful, but I had to forget it.
The worst part was that the more I tried, the more I remembered it.
As Serafina had rightly said, I was in big trouble!