Chapter 5 Tipsy

Ariana's POV

The bartender slides more shots our way and Dee doesn't waste time in drinking two shots at one.

"That friggin hit the spot. We should come out more." I chuckle at her and wobbly get up to my feet, dragging her with me.

"Come on, let's dance." She laughs out loud and follows me to the dance floor.

A fast-beat song comes on, and we sway to the music. Dee places her hands on my waist, and we swerve to the music, our dance steps being sloppy, but who cares?

I feel free, a feeling I haven't felt in a while.

We continue to dance to the music for a while till my legs get tired and I need to pee. "Dee, I need to use the bathroom." I slur.

She just nods and keeps dancing, not paying attention to what I'm saying.

She seems already out of it so I pull out my phone to text Trevor to come and get us.

My vision is blurry, and I can barely see my screen, but I think he must have gotten the message.

I wobble towards where the bathrooms are located. There is a dark hallway leading up to the bathroom and it's quiet.

I do a little spin and skip, singing Mary Had a little lamb.

I'm almost at the door of the female's bathroom when I hear footsteps behind me.

Jaxon's POV

"I didn't think you'd even come." My brother says smirking at me.

I just got back from a business trip in Las Vegas and usually, I'd just stay home and go back to work the next day.

I had just landed when I got a text from Devon telling me to come to the new bar that he recently opened. Unlike him, I don't have the luxury of spending my inheritance on buying bars or opening clubs.

I had to take on the responsibility of being the new C.E.O. after my father retired, and I have been so buried in my work that I don't make time for leisure. Which was probably why he called me out.

I am what you'd call a workaholic. I raise my glass to my lips and take a sip. I cringe as I drop the glass down. I never understood why people drink stuff like this.

"Woah, look at those beauties go." I roll my eyes at my brother, Devon. He is a big flirt and I'm pretty sure he found his conquest for the night.

I lazily turn to see the ladies he's talking about when I spot her. Her beauty immediately draws me to her and I feel the sudden urge to whisk away and make her mine. She is gorgeous, her long hair swaying around her with each drunken move she makes. The whole club blurs in her presence.

A tap on my shoulder breaks me away from my daze. "She's got you mesmerised too?" Devon laughs.

"I was starting to think you were gay. Well, turns out I can't hit on either of them then" He chuckles

I frown "why? The other lady looks just as beautiful."

He scoffs as he takes a sip of his drink. "Can't you see the ring on her finger?"

I turn to look at her and I take notice of it and nod as I take up my drink again. I am about to take a sip when I notice a man in the other corner of the bar staring at the beautiful lady with a dark gaze.

I suddenly feel protective but I decide to stay put. It could just be my imagination.

I keep watching the lady on the dancefloor with her friend. She mutters something to her friend and then texts on her phone before walking away, more like stumbling.

A small smile graces my lips as I watch her, but it falls a second later when the same man from earlier follows her.

"I'll be right back," I say to Devon. I don't even wait for him to reply when I get up, straighten my suit and follow them from a distance.

She takes a turn and walks into a dull-lit hallway. She must be going to the bathroom. The man tries to be as quiet as possible so she doesn't notice him but he doesn't notice me either.

She begins to skip and spin, singing a children's rhyme and I am filled with amusement.

She looks so cute. She's almost in front of the female bathroom when she stops. Her body goes rigid and I figure that she has found out that she's being followed.

There is no one around except for the three of us and the music coming from the main hall is so loud that if she screams, no one would hear her.

Immediately she turns, the man comes forward and pushes her against the wall, placing his hand over her mouth to muffle her scream.

Anger fills my veins as I rush forward and pull him away from her, making him fall to the ground.

"What the fuck man." He says to me, trying to get up.

I push him towards the opposite wall and punch him in the nose.

"WHAT THE FUCK" he screams out as I continue to hit him. I feel a liquid trickle down my arm, but I don't care, neither do I stop.