"Actually, I came to talk," She said and crossed her arms. "Since you always take the liberty to barge in on me while I'm doing my thing, I thought I'd return the favor – but I see you already have company." She glanced back at the girl behind him.

She noticed the corner of his mouth twitched in amusement. "Talk? Princess, you don't go to a club to talk. You come to move your body," He said, giving her body and attire the elevator look. "This' your way of trying to blend in?"

Mia rolled her eyes. "Nah, I woke up in this. The fuck you think?"

In a swift tug, he yanked her hoodie off and let her blonde locks loose. "I think you don't understand the meaning of the words; 'keep your nose to yourself or I'll make your life hell'."

Mia just glared angrily up and him and leaned on one hip. He was trying intimidate her again, but she wasn't falling for it.

"Yo, Eli, who's this chick?" Eli's friend from before suddenly came back after having chased that girl down who had probably told him to fuck off. "She a friend of yours?"

"No," Mia flatly replied before Eli could. "We are just on a first name basis."

"Actually I don't know your name, princess," Eli said and cocked an amused brow. "You never introduced yourself before you spread your legs for me. Ever thought of that?"

Her eyes widened with horror when she realized that. She racked her brain for the moment when she had told him her name, but came up short; She had actually fucked a guy without him knowing her name.

Well, that was humiliating. Even more so than the fact that he just blatantly informed his friend about their recent incidence.

"Oh snap, you fucked this chick?" His friend chuckled. "Damn. Hats off to your pussy."

Mia pursed her lips and tried not to let the pink tint on her cheeks affect her. She wasn't going to fall under for their scrutinizing words.

"Can we talk or not?" She glared at Eli. "Or are you too busy blazing and hitting on taken women?"

"You can always join," He said, tilting his head to the side when the caramel beauty came up to him and put a sensual hand on his shoulder. "Mercy here rolls both ways, but I guess you rich chicks don't know how to party for real, do you?"

Mia had had it. With narrowed eyes, she flipped her eyes up to the tall girl, Mercy, and cocked a small brow at her, before she looked back at Eli again. She then took a firm step forward, looped her hand around Mercy's neck and meshed her lips hard against hers.

She kissed her thoroughly, even drew her plump lower lip between her teeth which had Mercy giving a soft moan. Mia could literally hear Eli's friend's eyes falling out of his head and rolling off to some universe where this shit didn't just go down. She even bet Eli didn't see this one coming, either.

"Holy shit," His friend finally exclaimed when she pulled back from Mercy, slowly licking her lips. "Yo, that was sick, man. Anybody got that on tape?"

Mia ignored him and cocked a brow at Eli who had remained silent the whole time. "We rich chicks know how to party just fine. Now can we talk or can't you handle me?"

Eli just kept glaring at her with his dark brooding eyes, looking at her ominously.

"If Eli here ain't up for talking, I don't mind stepping in for him, you know what I'm sayin'?" His friend slyly commented and ran a thumb over his bottom lip, giving her a thoroughly violating once-over.

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