Party part two

Laura stared at the venue in awe, the hall was huge, it was painted black and white, with two huge empire chandeliers on the ceiling. The wooden floor was smooth, two long tables were set on the far end of the hall.

The room was packed with men in black tuxedos and women in black gowns. "Good evening Don" a man with a butt belly, and dirty blonde hair said.

"Hmm Dmitry Medvedev nice to see you here'' Alex said to the man whose name Dmitry Medvedev.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss the opportunity to meet good people like yourself and it is rare to get an invitation to your gatherings" Laura almost choked on her spit when she heard Mr. Medvedev call Alex a good man.

"We always host the best" a waiter dressed in black and white offered them drinks, and Mr. Medvedev waited for Alex to take a drink first before he did as a sign of respect.

"Bring apple juice for the lady," Alex said and the waiter left.

"She can't handle her liquor?" Medvedev asked looking at Laura with a certain interest in his eyes.

"Yes she can't" Alex glared at Dmitry Medvedev for looking at her that way. The man got the signal and avoided his gaze.

Laura didn't like the fact that they were talking about her like she wasn't there. She decided to rebel, and who told Alex that she couldn't hold her liquor? She called a waiter and took a glass of liquor shocking Alex but the expression didn't linger on his face for long.

"Seems she wants to prove you wrong" Medvedev joked. He excused himself and left the couple to talk.

"What are you doing?" Alex asked with raised brows

"Drinking," she said with a duh tone, Alex loves this rebellious side of her.

He was distracted by the sound of the mic. Dexter was the MC of the party, he called for everyone's attention.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, as we know, today is our annual meeting and this couldn't be possible if not for the Don" everyone clapped and cheered while Alex just tilt his head and raised his glass.

"We never have anything to say except enjoy yourself, get drunk" he dropped the mic and left the stage.

Soft music could be heard. Alexander excused himself, according to Dexter's plan he left Laura alone standing in the middle of the hall, and the worst part of it was the alcohol was kicking.

She walked to one of the little tables arranged in the room and took a seat, her head felt light as a feather.

Mason Campbell a Mafia just like Alex, he is well known to be brutal and stern. He wants to be the Don of the underworld, he feels he deserves to be the Don and not Alex.

He came to the party alone, and the first person he saw was a girl who looks lost and alone, judging from the look on her face, she was high on alcohol.

At first glance, he fell in love with this beauty who doesn't belong there. "Why take alcohol when you know you can't handle it?" He asked her.

Laura looked at the man who was dressed in black like everyone else, his hazel eyes stared at her with interest. She smiled at him, the alcohol was in control and she didn't know what she was doing.

Mason called for a waiter and requested four slices of lemon. He pulled a seat for himself and sat down in front of her, he took the glass from her hand and placed it on the table.

"Drink this" he gave her water to drink, and she gulped it in one go. The waiter brought the lemons "have this, it will help with the dizziness.''

She did not make an effort to move, she just pouted her lips and blinked her beautiful brown eyes, she looked really cute and vulnerable. Who brings a lady to a party filled with drug lords and leaves her all on her own especially when she is drunk? He asked himself.

He picked up one slice of the lemon and placed it in her mouth, he squeezed letting the juice slide down her throat. She cringed when the sour juice went down her throat.

He helped her drink all four slices, and the alcohol in her system cleared up "how do you feel?" He asked looking into her clear eyes.

"Fine, thank you," she said softly feeling embarrassed.

Alex was secretly watching them, his eyes held caged anger. His jealousy was at its pique he watched as Mason took care of Laura with care and the affection in his eyes didn't sit well with Alex.

He walked toward them without thinking, she belongs to him and has to smile only for him and no other man.

"Mason, I can see you are finally here" he smiled shaking hands with the man who was talking to his woman, though he smiled his eyes passed different information.

"Yes, I am" Mason didn't smile, he doesn't like showing fake feelings.

"If you will excuse me, I will like to take 'MY' woman" the message was clear as daylight. Laura could feel the tension between them, to stop it from going too far, she stood up and held Alex's hand, thanked Mason and both of them left.

"I leave you on your own for two minutes and talked to another man, you let him touch you," he said to her with visible anger.

"I am sorry master, he just helped me get rid of the alcohol in my system" she muttered. He held her possessively, claiming her in Infront of every preying eye.

"Who's fault is it that you got drunk? I offered you apple juice for your good but you chose to rebel, you took liquor instead."

Dexter watched everything unfold at a far end with a smile on his face. His friend is a goner, he has fallen for his so-called sex slave...

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