Fiery feelings

His fourth glass, his fifth glass, his his sixth glass....the list seemed endless as Braden hills kept on sculling down more and more alcohol into his system.

Music boomed from the sound systems all around him and the fog machine set the ambience of the club with colourful dim wisteria lights dazzling all around him.

Braden watched as people danced around him but he wasn't in any way interested.

"Is this seat taken sweetheart?" A sultry feminine voice spoke, cutting into Braden's thoughts.

She lingered in front of him, claded in a skimpy and half nude apparel. Her red lipstick which coated her lips seemed so sensual and her eyes shone with lust.

Just staring at the blonde in front of him filled him up with distaste.

She was dressed like a stripper and it only got him to think of Camilla even more.

Hell he couldn't even concentrate properly. Just the thought was setting his entire body ablaze.

Camilla.

Always so disobedient and never submissive, she was furiously stepping on his toes.