chapter 6

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Preston's POV

Antony wanted to take me out today I told him I have to study but he wanted me to go , so we compromised and now we are going out.

I watch the buildings from inside of the black limo , why does he always use black limo . i mean black color looks all mysterious and all but red car would have suited his personality more.

I feel Mr shane's warm hand over my thigh , he's looking in his phone obviously doing something important . ever since over first fight he's all touchy like he needs validation that I'll not run away.

I don't mind though , its pretty cute . most people will call me an idiot for for even associating the word cute with someone like Mr shane . I'm pretty sure even Mr shane himself will probably shoot me if he hears me calling him cute.

"We are here ." Mr shane announces and drags me to a building that awfully looks like a bar . there is a queue outside the building , they all stare at us as Mr shane confidently walks up to the bouncers and nods.

They open the lease and usher us in . I nervously observe my surrounding there were half naked women , pole dancers , people sitting in what looked like private booths . I clearly stuck up like a sore thump . I did not belong here.

Mr shane leaded me to one of the private booths . some people were already sitting there maybe waiting for Mr shane . I nimbly touch Mr shane hand and he looks at me .

"Should I leave ? I mean you're here for a meeting . I should go , I don't wanna disturb you." My voiced sounded nervous .

He chuckles a little and pats my back assuring me . I let out a breath I didn't I was holding . everyone in the booth ignored me like I didn't exist which was fine by me.

Mr shane and the other people talked in hushed voices for what felt like hours but it probably wasn't that long I just really awkward and out of place which I was.

Finally they left . Mr shane undone a few buttons of his shirt and tugged me closer to him . he signaled someone to come there and after a few seconds a busty redhead came to our table asking for our orders.

Mr shane ordered scotch on the rocks, i just shook my head when the waitress asked for what I wanted.

"He's just a bit shy , its his first time here ." Mr shane sent a charming smile her way.

"Well honey , I have just the thing to loosen him up ." after a few while she came back with cigarettes and handed one to Mr shane , who in turn handed offered it to me.

"I don't smoke ." he cocked an eyebrow and asked me if I  knew what it was.

"Mr shane I'm not stupid enough to not know about what a cigarette is." He laughed at me and I made a face at him.

"Don't look at me like that and its not a cigarette its a blunt ." I look at it weirdly what the hell it is.

"Is it a drug or something." I cocks my  head a little.

Antony's POV

How can someone be this innocent , doesn't teenager these days try all kind of shitty things . overdosing , getting girls pregnant , ruining their future .

Here my spit fire is asking me what a blunt is while looking at me like that he's just asking to be debauched.

"Its just harmless maruana , not addicting or  anything." He eyes it distrustfully , I roll my eyes and lit it up. I inhale and exhale in his face.

He shakes his head and try to put some distance between us but I grab his waist and tug him closer and blow in his face again.

I can feel him swaying a little , his body loosening . I grab his jaw and pull him for a kiss and  he responds wonderfully.

I make him sit on my lap and kiss him slowly , his breath coming out in puffs as he nuzzles against my neck.

I kiss his neck leaving a few hickies and patting his hair.

He wiggles a little on my lap . "if you don't stop right now , i'll fuck you right here in front of everyone." I growl against his ear and he whimpers .

I grab him trying to make him face me and I find out that he fell asleep .
I smile not a lot of people trust me enough to fall asleep in my presence .

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Depression and insomnia are trying their best to make my life hell . but no I will survive. To all my fellow friends who are fighting depression "you can do this." 👊👊

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