A Naive Bride for the Sophisticated CEO

Chapter 42: Give me what I want.

Amelia took the fourth cup of Tequila and became really tipsy. Elena noticed the drug she asked the bartender to insert in her drink was beginning to kick in.

“Would you love to dance?” Elena said in Amelia’s ear. Amelia let out a loud laugh and bounced her head.

“Yes! Let’s go!” Amelia pulled Elena’s hand to the dance floor and let go of her.

She raised her hands in the air and began to sway according to the rhythms of the hip-hop they played. Elena kept her eyes on Amelia and kept dancing too.

“Do you want another drink?” Elena asked, and Amelia bounced her head. She began to move her head aggressively, jumping and dancing out of excitement.

Elena walked to the bartender and sat in front of him.

“How many capsules did you put in it? I think it is yet to start working. You have her just one, right?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, Ma’am Elena. It will kick in very soon. If it’s more than one, it would be too much. She could go crazy.”

Elena slowly divulged a smirk and stretched her hand forward.

“That is what I want. Give me another capsule and a cup of tequila.”

“Ma’am…”

“Now! Do it.”

The bartender reluctantly nodded as he reached for the viagra tablets in his breast pockets and stretched it to Elena.

“A shot of Tequila too.”

After collecting the capsule, she picked a paper from a bag, placed the capsule in it and crushed it with her teeth.

The bartender stared at her uncomfortably, he wished he could stop her from whatever she was doing, but who was he to question her? She was going to pay him after all.

Elena powered the power into the drink and danced back to where Amelia was dancing wild. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Hey!! Here is another shot!”

Amelia looked at Elena and smiled happily. She took the cup from her and gulped all of it.

“Why didn’t you bring yours?” She asked, passing the cup to Elena again.

“I think I have had enough.” Elena responded with an evil grin, and Amelia bobbed and kept dancing.

Soon, Amelia began to feel very uncomfortable. Her body was beginning to heat up and she could feel her nipples harden inside her crop top.

She reached for the jacket she wore on the strap crop top and removed it.

“What’s wrong?” Elena asked, still moving to the rhythm.

“I’m… I feel hot.” Amelia stammered, tossing the jacket to Elena.

Elena smirked and looked back. Her eyes met with the man and he bounced his head.

“I’ll drop this next to your bag, okay? Stay put.” Elena tapped her shoulder and walked back to the counter.

Amelia tried to keep the vibe going, but something was wrong with her. She was… horny.

She moved her hand to her left aching ni**le and gave it a slight rub which sent sensation all over her, down to the middle of her legs.

“What’s happening to me?” She mumbled and rolled her eyes up. She kept rubbing her ni**les when someone held her hand.

She opened her eyes and looked at the man that held her.

“Do you want me to help you with that?” He asked with a very calm tone, and a smile crept up Amelia’s face.

“James, what are you doing here?” She asked and before he knew it, she threw her arms around him.

Throwing her arms around him roughly, the necklace Helen bought for her fell to the ground but she had no idea.

“You came to look for me, right?” She drunkenly poked his chest.

Elena looked back and gave the man a wink. He nodded and looked at Amelia’s heated face.

“Let’s go somewhere private, shall we?” He asked and didn’t wait for her to respond before he started pulling her with him. He headed for one of the rooms at the back of the club.

Elena let out a little as she saw how Amelia held unto him like he was her husband. The bartender watched her reaction and shook his head.

‘She is so evil.’ He thought.

The man opened the door and helped Amelia in. He let go of her and she staggered to the bed and laid on it.

“Hm…” She moaned. She touched her ni**ples again and began to rub them.

“You look so horny.”

He closed the door and hurried to where Amelia was. He grabbed her legs and flung them open.

“Hey… What are you doing?” She mumbled, trying to close her legs. She opened her eyes and he moved his face closer to hers.

“Amelia…” he called, and Amelia let out a feeble smile.

“I’m still mad at you, James! When will you love me?” She asked in a shaky voice, and he went ahead to kiss her.

Her eyes fell closed automatically and kissed him back. ‘Finally, James wants me.”

He proceeded to grab her b**bs, and she arched her back, letting out another pleasured moan.

“I want you to f**k me…” She moaned.

***

James clutched his jaws as he walked into the club. He looked around, saw different ladies, some with men, some with women.

He rolled his eyes and walked to the bartender. He sat on the stool and looked up.

“Margarita.” He said to him, and the bartender nodded and got to work.

He looked at the dancing floor and watched how people danced and enjoyed themselves. He remembered Amelia once again.

He heaved a sigh and was about to look away when his eyes fell on someone familiar. He knitted his brows and looked closely to see it was Elena dancing.

“Elena?” He called and the bartender placed the cup of Margarita in front of him.

“Here is your drink, sir.” He said, but James didn’t respond to him. His eyes were on Elena as she danced.

‘What if Amelia is with Elena?’ He thought and sprang to his feet. He stormed to where Elena was and when he got there, he grabbed her by the arm.

“Hey!” She yelled and looked back to see that it was James who grabbed her. Her eyes popped wide open as she stared into his eyes.

‘Why the f**k is he here?’ She thought fearfully.

“Where is she?!” He asked, and she furrowed her brows.

“Where is who? Can you let go of me, please!” She smacked and snatched her arm away from him.

“You know who I’m talking about! Where is Amelia?” He asked angrily, and Elena scoffed.

“How the hell am I supposed to know that?! You told her to stop seeing me, didn’t you? She is none of my business now.”

James swallowed hard and threw his head backward in frustration. Elena smiled and moved her hand to his chest.

“Why are you in the club, anyways? Are you here to…”

James smacked her hands off him before she could complete her statement.

“Keep your filthy hands off me, okay?!” He roared.

She withdrew her hand and rolled her eyes. “Good luck finding her then.”

She walked back to the bartender, packing her bags to take her leave.

James exhaled hard and lowered his head.While he was staring at the floor, thinking about Amelia, he saw a familiar shining object on the floor, not so far from a chair.

He hurried to where it was and picked it up. He furrowed her brows and carefully scrutinized it.

‘I have seen this neck piece before.’ He thought, still staring at it.

Suddenly, the scene of when he and Amelia were having an argument flashed into his head, and his eyes widened.

‘This is Amelia’s! It was round her neck while we had a fight!’

He looked around for Elena but she was nowhere to be found anymore. He ran back to the bartender and hit the counter aggressively.

“Where is she?!” He asked.

“Where is who?”

“Where is the lady that came here to pick her bag? Do you know her?”

“Oh… She left already. Why are you asking?”

“When she came in, did she come with another lady? She has fair skin, beautiful, and she wore this necklace.”

He raised the necklace and the Bartender swallowed hard.

“Sir, I don’t…”

“Please, she is my wife! I need to see her.”

“Your wife?” He asked, and James bounced his head.

“She…” The bartender looked at James and James nodded. “She what? Please tell me.”

“She went into one of the rooms with another man.”

“What?!” James' eyes widened in awe. Before the bartender could keep talking, James sprang to his feet and ran to the door that leads to the rooms at the back of the club.

He was quite familiar with it because it wasn’t his first time at the club.

He began to kick the door one after the other, looking for Amelia.

‘How dare her sleep with another man!’ He thought in anger. He kicked open the last door and met a man on top of Amelia, he was kissing her.

The upper part of her body was bare, and he was fondling her breasts as they kissed.

James stormed into the room, grabbed the man by the hair and threw him away from her in anger.

“What the hell!” The man yelled, and before he could regain his balance, James threw two hard punches at his face.

“James, why did you stop?” Amelia cried, moving on the bed uncomfortably.

“James?” James asked in confusion and looked at the man. “What did you do to her?!” He yelled.

“I didn’t do anything! She came to me herself!” He yelled in response and looked at Amelia again.

He was so angry as he saw her naked in front of another man. He left the man and pulled the duvet to cover her body.

The stranger grabbed the opportunity to run for his life.

“James, I’m still horny…” Amelia mumbled, holding his hands pretty tight.

“Amelia, what is wrong with you?! Why are you doing this?!” He asked, and she pouted.

“I can’t take it anymore.” She cried, grabbing her br**sts and squeezed them.

James watched her and noticed she wasn’t herself. ‘This isn’t the Amelia I know. Something is wrong.’

Amelia closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She held James’ hand again and pulled him closer.

“I want it… my body wants it. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” She cried.

“What did you take, Amelia?” Hr asked fearfully, but she didn’t give him a response.

She moved one of her hands between the middle of her legs and began to rub it.

“It’s so sensitive! If you don’t sleep with me, James, I’m going to die! I can feel it!” She further cried.

Watching her act so hot and horny, the way her ni**les were hard and pink began to drive James crazy, but he was reluctant.

He didn’t know if it was the right thing to do.

“Amelia, I’ll take you home.”

She shook her head, grabbed him by the neck and pulled his face very close to her.

“Why are you so wicked? Give me what I want.” She moaned and covered his lips with hers.