If only he loved me too

Chapter 31: thirty one

So, here we are at New York's finest and richest and most amazing gay club for our dear Oliver's

bachelor party.

"This is crazy, " Oliver chuckled amused while looking at the male strippers who were swinging his

barely cover crotch in his face. I laughed at his expression of sexual torture "seriously guys both of you

have out done yourself this time, " glancing at our outfits

We were dressed as strippers too, I had my long dark hair in a high ponytail with a braid and my

costume was a leather bra and tight leather pants with high boots, and a little touch of sin on a whip.

Really, we have out done ourselves, and the cridit goes to my crazy best friend Nikole the party

planner, I was right when I thought that Nikole and Oliver would make good friends, they clicked the

moment they met.

Oliver and his work friends we're wearing leather pants, with Cowboy hats and open jacket, doctors are

the most hotest specimen among the people around here.

Nicole was obviously wearing a sexy nun costume with an extra messy makeup with perfectionist.

"Body shots?" Nicole asked mischievously looking at this sexy naked guy on the body shots table, all of

Oliver's friends and colleagues laughed enjoying Oliver's embarrassment, he held his face with his

hands while blushing red as a Tomato.

We pushed Oliver at the slab, the guy looked eager to serve the sexy doctor. We basically pushed his

head down till it was face to face with the belly button on a very naked man. He Chickens out at the last

minute and runs into my arms embarrassed, oh God, this kid is too cute.

We laugh at him and let him be, then we walked to the best part of the club the stage area. where there

were dancing poles, with extremely flexible bodies. Exotic dancers were hypnotizing the people in the

crowd.

There was another group of people who were louder than us, and surprisingly it was Pete and his NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

friends, he was getting a very hot lap dance from a very sexy guy. Uh oh.

I jabbed Oliver in the ribs to get his attention, the smile of his face brightened up but slowly faded when

he saw Pete enjoying the attention of the stranger. For a second I thought I shouldn't have done that

but surprisingly Oliver got on the stage and politely, asked the dance to move. Peter's famine features

came handy with the way he moved his body. He slowing moved his body up and down around the

pole with seductive twerk that got Pete attention, the color escaped his face when he saw Oliver, he

pushed the dancer out of his lap and got up to walk towards his fiancee, who was dancing better than

the stripper on the pole.

Oliver's sensual moves had caught a lot of people's attention and that got Pete to speed walk towards

the stage, by that time he got to him, Oliver had now proceeded to shed his clothes and before he

could undo his pants, Pete picked him up and threw him like a sack of potatoes on his shoulders, we

cheered at them as he walked away to God knows where to, probably to punish his naughty fiancee

We laughed and got back to have fun around the club knowing them they are gonna take their sweet

time

"Erika?" A familiar voice called out my name and unexpectedly it was Adrian, we hadn't invited him

because he was busy during the weekend

"Adrian, hey" I side hugged him when he got closer. "What are you doing here?"

He smiled and gestured at the group of friends that sat with Pete "I was invited to my best friend's

brother's bachelors party" I nodded understanding "you wanna dance?" He asked I nodded gulping

down my last shot, I let him drag me the middle of the dance floor, he held my waist and pulled me

closer

I didn't feel any butterflies other than the vibration of the loud music, he did his best to move his body

against mine but my body refused to react the way it was supposed to with a hot guy. I excuse myself

for a second and move toward the bar to get another drink.

"Rough night?" Asked the sexy half-naked bartender as he poured my shot

"Rough life, actually, " I finish the shot then moved away from the crowd for a breather, I let a breath as

I stood near an open window. "Why am I like this?" I ask myself

Here I was at a gay club witnessing the most important day in my friend's life and I'm wearing the most

sluty outfit I have ever worn and I'm still standing far away from the interesting crowd. Slowly my friend

keeps disappearing with their flavors of the night, not that there were just men here there were women

too and lucky for my group they were also interested

I text Nicole and Oliver that I was going back to the hotel we book for losers who didn't get a hot date

for the night.

I sigh and walk out of the club to our limo, "I would like to go back to the hotel, please" I say to the

driver, he didn't say much but started driving, I watch the streets as we drive off but I sobered up when

he didn't turn to the block where we were supposed to turn.

"Hello, sorry but you missed the turn," I say but no heed, I start to panic a little and "excuse me I'm

talking to you, I said you missed a turn, you know what, why don't you just stop, ok, " I say trying to

push the door but he locked them

"Stop, I said stop" I screamed started banging on the windows and his seat but he didn't budge

And then he turned "I know, we're not going to the hotel" it was Massimo with a heated look in his eyes

This can't be good