Chapter 1

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"Frustration, watching you dance. Hesitation, to get in those pants. Come closer baby, so I can touch. One question, am I movin' too fast?"

The music was pumping loud, bodies were packed together, everyone was grinding against one another. You could smell the alcohol on everyone, the air was loud.

Karina walked in the club, immediately making her way to the bar. She ordered a Sex On The Beach, starting off light. She wanted to dance before she got completely wasted. She'd recently broken up with her boyfriend of two years, Tyler. Tyler Robinson, damn that man. They'd met one morning at Starbucks and he knew he had to have her. He pursued her when she stepped to the side waiting for her strawberry & cremé frappe. She looked him over and became aroused instantly, he screamed sex appeal, so many nasty thing ran through her head, and she couldn't feel guilty, she couldn't help that she was a freak. She was born that way, erotica was her middle name in the bedroom. He gave her his number and she promised to call. After that the two hit it off great, inside and outside the bedroom, he was a sex god. She was no virgin when she met 'ol dude, but when he put it in and got to work, she sure felt like it.

Their on and off relationship stayed between them, he never met her family besides her bestfriend, she wasn't too intact with her family anyways, he didn't care to introduce her to his. They were perfect for each other but his commitment issues tore them apart, and she couldn't deal with infidelity. His unfaithfulness put the icing on the cake when she found out he was sleeping with one of her close friends, her co worker, Tameeka.

She didn't bother with the two anymore. If he didn't care enough about her to be faithful, or respect her enough to at least dick down somebody not so close to her, their relationship wasn't gonna work. To say it didn't hurt, that would be a lie. To trip over him, that would be the death of her. She was gonna enjoy her night, too bad on Monday morning she would have to see two faces she wanted to avoid like the plague. Tyler and Tameeka, not only did Tameeka work with her, Tyler had also possessed a job just a floor beneath her. Karina worked as a journalist for FORBES magazine, she graduated high school at age sixteen along with her associates degree thanks to dual credits. It was hard work, but she reaped the benefits well. She was immediately hired as a paid intern at the office and promised a well paying position after she finished school.

She received a degree in writing three short years later, only because she did the full load if classes as well as picking up some in the summer. When it came to money she meant business and when it came to business she made money.

She didn't let a petty breakup and a fake friend take her off her grind in the least. She definitely wouldn't let them take away the grind she was gone be on tonight.

After receiving her drink, she drained it like water, ordering another, the bartender decided to flirt, she wasn't interested, but a good game of teasing was always fun.

"So how old are you baby? You look really young." The bartender stated filling her glass.

"Just turned 21 last month." She replied smiling, taking the brown liquor, she didn't wanna get completely wasted but she was taking them while they were free.

"Awe you're just a baby." He replied, chuckling. If there was one thing Karina didn't like, it was people doubting her or talking down on her age. She was young, but she knew plenty of people twice her age that envied what she had and what success she'd made for herself.

"A baby that could probably change you world around honey." She assured confidently. Grabbing her royal blue studded clutch, she got up making her way to the dance floor.

As she danced to the music on random people, she felt eyes on her. It didn't bother her, she figured there would be a few people staring at the way her body was moving, she was no Shakira, but her hips couldn't lie. The way she moved mimicked what she could offer up in the bed room, and someone across the room took notice to this.

When Karina looked up she locked eyes with a nice piece of chocolate. He was staring hard and his big brown eyes stood out I'm the darkness. Catching herself checking him out, she smirked. He obviously hadn't realized he was watching as hard as he was, because one of his friend nudged him. When he snapped back into reality, Karina could hear all his friends laughing at him for being caught sizing her up. Winking she spun on her heel, continuing to dance.

Love In This Club Part II, began to blast through out club FIRE, after 11:00 PM throwbacks were played constantly. This only hyped the club up more. Karina began grinding on the person behind her, this was her song and she was making sure the person behind her knew it too. They seemed to be keeping up, when their arms wrapped around her waist Karina had to see who it was. Praying it wasn't a girl she slowly turned around. She wasn't interested in girls, she'd kissed a girl once in highschool and afterwards she felt bad because she led the poor girl on, she was strictly attracted to men, there was nothing that a woman could do for her that she couldn't do for herself or find in a man, she just had to find the right one.

When she turned she was greeted by the beautiful specimen that she had caught checking her out earlier, she smirked looking him up and down, she wasn't ashamed to show him she was attracted to his physical appearance.

"You got a nice way for keeping up with the beat, you was on point for every song. I had to see if you could keep up with me." He teased, his grip on her waist tightening as he pulled her closer to him. She reached up wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Thank you, I like the way, you kept up with me." She commented smiling innocently.

"Let me get you drunk, by you a drink or two, take you home, and show you what them other niggas been failing to." He told her cutting to the chase he was after.

She liked the forwardness he was giving. Nodding her head, Karina let him lead her to the bar. She thanked God that the previous bartenders shift was over and he was replaced by a short, tatted, tanned, blonde haired, white woman. They girl eyed her when they walked over, not bothering to take her eyes off her breasts as she took their orders.

When the guy that accompanied Karina snaked his arms around her, claiming his territory, looking into the woman's eyes his possession shone bright, instantly she backed off. This Karina was thankful for, she didn't want to deal with rejecting females tonight. Atlanta, Georgia just happened to be full of coochie seeking women.

"What's your name, beautiful?" He wondered, drinking his Peach Ciroc, his hand resting on her upper thigh, making it suddenly hot in the room.

"Lauren. You?" She lied, she didn't need this man knowing her life story, let alone trying to make his way into her life.

She just wanted to fuck, he apparently was fine with that too, all the small talk needed to stop. She wasn't into that. She was very careful about who she fucked, but none the less she was human. No matter how she denied it, her emotions were torn, this was the best way to get back at Tyler and feel good about it too. The man sitting in front of her would only be her third partner in her life. Her high school sweetheart Timothy, Tyler, and soon to be this man would be the only people exploring her body.

"Anthony Cartwright." He replied, setting his drink down, calling for the bartender to refill them both.

Cartwright. She couldn't put her finger on it but she'd heard that name plenty of times.

"Cartwright, I've heard that name before." She said more to herself than him.

"As in Cartwright construction. My company." Her eyes widened, that was multimillion dollar company, and the owner right around her fingers.

"Wow, that's crazy, your company built the building I work in." She took the rest of her raspberry VERDI to the head, standing up, she pulled him with her.

"I'm ready to go. Because we're going to your place, we can take my car, that way I won't be stuck there in the morning, and if you try to kidnap me there's a tracker embedded in my car." She told him with a small smile on her face.

He laughed letting her lead him to her car, she was down for the night, he could keep her around, but had to keep her lowkey. He had a family at home, but other needs to fulfill for the night.

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