The Taste of Seduction

"Have a another shot!" Sofia screamed over the thundering, thumping bass music in the club.

Meredith accepted the proffered shot glass and downed the vodka in one gulp. Her cheeks burned hot as the alcohol slid down her throat.

Sofia beamed at her with a proud look on her face like she was happy that she was corrupting her.

Meredith doesn't remember the number of shots she has had since they entered the club. Sofia said she had to get completely wasted so that she doesn't chicken out when someone approaches her for a dance.

Not that she would because that's the main reason why she allowed Sofia to doll her up and followed her to the club.

To have fun and forgot about her extremely hot boss. Meredith's gaze swept around the club and saw it was made up of different people.

They were some wearing really short dresses that barely covered their ass. Some with piercings and tattoos all over their body.

The place was too crowded with people who wanted to lose stress and forget about their problems for the night. Not like the alcohol will really do much.

Sofia gave her another shot and Meredith took it without hesitation. Her head was now spinning and her face was hot.

"Merri, wait here, okay? I'm going to the washroom. Don't go to the dance floor without me. I'm afraid someone will grope you."

Meredith nodded and wave off her friend, "Don't worry I will be fine!"

Sofia told the bartender to keep an eye on her friend before she left to go the washroom.

Meredith ordered more shots as she waited for her friend. She looked at a couple kissing beside her and her mood dampened.

Meredith took her phone out of her pocket and stared at it. She knew the reason why she came here was to get laid and stop thinking about her boss but all she has done since she entered the club was compared every guy to Atlas.

No one was like him. Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol because Meredith found herself dialing Atlas's number.

She had saved his number on her phone but has never dared to call except tonight.

The phone rang for a few seconds before she heard his husky voice. Gosh that damn voice that always made her stomach flip.

"Hello, Mr. Martini. Hope you're enjoying your night."

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"So Adam how is your cousin, Sofia?" Albert asked his friend as he took a sip of his scotch. They were currently sitting in the VIP section of the club owned by Adam. They could see what was going on the ground from where they were sitting.

Adam looked at Albert with no emotion on his face. The guy was the most emotionless person Albert has ever met. Even he couldn't read Adam.

"Fine." Adam replied dryly. He was the second friend of Atlas. Albert had introduced Atlas to Adam when Atlas needed someone to design his company's building project.

Adam was the perfect man for the job. Wining the best architect award at the age of 18. Adam had made a household name for himself in the country.

The three of them had hit it off during the project and has been inseparable since they realized they had a lot of things in common.

"If you like my cousin, be a man and ask her out. Stop asking me about her anytime you meet me."

Adam's suggestion was met with a contemptuous snort from Albert.

"What? I don't like that rude annoying cousin of yours. If she is the only woman left on this earth, I wouldn't even touch her!"

Adam replied with a shrug and gulped down his drink.

"Anything that makes you sleep at night. Alby." Adam taunted.

Albert huffed and folded his arms across his chest.

Of course, he didn't like Sofia. The both of them were like mouse and cat any time they meet. They couldn't stand each other.

Albert turned to look at Atlas who had been silence they met. His mind seemed far away as he slowly sipped his drink.

"Atlas what is wrong? You asked to meet us but you haven't even said a word since we got here."

"Nothing." Atlas replied.

Albert arched his brows but said nothing.

Silence broke out between them as they all got lost in their thoughts.

The harsh sound of a phone ringing cut through the dead silence.

"Albert, pick your damn phone!" Adam yelled out of annoyance.

"It's not mine." Albert rolled his eyes.

Adam and Albert turned to look at Atlas. He had been behaving really weird tonight.

Adam cleared his throat. "Atlas, are you going to pick your phone?"

Atlas frowned and took his phone from his pocket. He saw the unknown number and frowned. Only a handful of people had his number.

"Yes?" he said on answering.

"Hello, Mr. Martini.. Hope you're enjoying your night."

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