Chapter 23 ** Drunkard Night Part 1 **

|| CHAPTER THEME SONG:
Only Want You By Rita Ora ||

[ BLAKE'S POV ]

I didn't give her any answer. She kept wriggling her ass on my lap, hands touched me here and there. She was ready to reach out for my manhood. There wasn't no excitement in her eyes except lust. She was so different from Veronica who exasperated each time, I went around her.

Then I forcibly dismissed her thoughts and our little intimate moment!

Herman was right. I needed this to distract my mind. Taking another mouthful gulp from my fresh wine, I pulled the woman closer and was ready to press my lips on her. Perhaps I would feel better.

Her eyes sparked at my actions and a proud smile formed on her lips knowing that I was excited for her. In reality, I was merely using her as my distraction tool.

I pulled her face closer to press my lips on her but something flashed across my mind. The image of kissing Veronica's lips came inside my thoughts. My body tensed up subconsciously and I stared at her face unblinkingly.

After a couple of moments with my own messed up thoughts, I pushed away the woman hard. She hissed out of pain annoymously as her ass found the hard floor.

Some guests merely glanced over us, unbothered about our actions and were indulged in their activities again. This kind of acts often happened in a bar since most of the people became dead drunk.

The woman looked up at me. Hurt consumed her gaze as she bit her lips together before stumbling up from the ground. Giving me one last hateful glare, she stomped on her feet angrily before taking her leave.

Herman noticed my sudden violent behavior. He made his way back to me and asked patting on my shoulders,
" Are you okay, buddy? You didn't like her? She is a good fuck actually. I heard about her a lot."

I poured down one more glass and replied him absentmindedly,
" It's.. just..I am not in mood, Herman..My imaginations kept messing up with my decisions."

Herman sounded worried as he took the tool beside me and questioned worryingly,
" Is that your wife's matter bothering you again?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat and decided to share the uncomfortable feelings with him. He was trustworthy and one of the close friend of mine who stood by my side at my worst state.

I spoke up twinkling the wine glass in my mind,
" I..I.. think that I started to take liking on my wife's sister, Veronica..No matter how much I am trying, she keeps appearing in my memory..".
Herman looked slightly shocked before replied thoughtfully,
" I can understand your emotions, Blake. It's okay to have feelings for someone. Since Victoria isn't here, it is justified to feel attracted to someone else. We can never control what our heart want. Besides, you are a good husband, Blake. You are looking for your wife all over the world literally."

Herman's words eased a lot of burden from my shoulders. I asked again letting out a frustrated growl,
" What should I do now?"

Herman replied almost instantly as his eyes looked at mine,
" Nothing! Let the nature take its flow. If Victoria is found dead or never appears again, you can pay attention on your feelings towards Veronica seriously. But Blake, can I ask you something?"

I nodded my head slowly and saw hesitation on his face as if he was struggling to ask me something. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he spoke through his battled mouth,
" Are you..are you sure that Victoria hasn't gone missing on purpose?"

I furrowed my brows together and replied in a cold voice,
" What do you mean by that, Herman?"

Herman sighed and placed his arms over the barstool leisurely. Sipping from his wine, he reasoned in a deep voice,
" Look Blake, I don't mean to hurt your emotions. Since I am a lawyer, I can analysis such cases more than you. Don't you find it weird that those Raven Mafias has captured your wife but didn't ask anything in exchange? Like ransom or anything else? You will give up your entire empire for Victoria's sake. We all are aware of this. Then why are they so silent and playing this sneaky games with you?"

I almost forgot to breath after his revelation. Though each one of his point was absolutely correct but why would Victoria do something so low with me?

I had never treated her badly nor did I restricted her modeling career from any aspect. She had no reason to hate me or hide from me.

Though I screamed in my mind and told that I should trust on Victoria, a part of me really felt suspicious over the entire incident.

I didn't argue back with Herman childishly. He had his own opinions and shared with me for my wellbeing.

My frustrations grew stronger as I started to devour those liquors relentlessly. Soon after, my head started feeling heavy. I understood that I was dead drunk and couldn't stable my thoughts anymore.

Still I insisted on reaching out for another glass but Herman stopped me with a growl. He snatched the glass from me with a snort and scolded badly,
" Jeez! Blake! Look at yourself! You are already so drunk. Do you wish to die?"

I suttured on my words before waving my hand at him dramatically,
" I am not drunk..Look at me..I can still drive..."

I stumbled on my step and almost fell down on the floor but Herman reached out to grab me fast. He wasn't drunk like me after all.

He cursed putting my arms on his shoulders,
" Fuck, Blake! You are really drunk. Come on, let me send back to your house."

I didn't even know when I was taken inside the car. At that night, Herman drove me back to my house and left me with the guards outside. He was too shy to face Veronica since he made me this drunk.

I started to sing audibly as the guards dragged me inside the house,
" Cause you are a star.. cause you are..a star..all I want..I.. know...deep your heart..."

I sang something in my drunk voice and saw the entrance opening through my heavy eyelids. The hallway was dark and assumed that everyone had gone back to sleep.

Did Veronica wait for me?

Even my drunken state couldn't stop thinking about her. Pushing away the guard from my body, I staggered inside but soon missed my pace and was going to fall down.

Amidst the darkeness, a pair of long arms held my body tightly and soon I fell into a warm, comforting embrace.