BOUND TO THE COLDHEARTED LUCAS LORENZO

You are still staggering, okay let me drive you at least." She suggested, ‎ ‎"I just want to make sure you are safe." ‎ ‎There was a little point in what she sa

aled excitedly at the sound of a Chris brown song. ‎ ‎"let me take you downnnn.." I sang along in full spirits till Mr hot stuff got down. ‎ ‎My throat was getting really dry, and with the funky way I was feeling, I wasn't exactly sure if tequila was a good idea. ‎ ‎But my feet moved faster than my head. ‎ ‎"Bartender,...six shots of sex on the beach please." ‎ ‎"Six shots , Are you trying to forget your name?" a male voice said from behind. ‎ ‎Yes I was but that part was none of his business, I turned to face him genuinely curious. ‎ ‎Then my eyes widened, ‎ ‎"it's you, isn't it." he said. ‎ ‎Me?, my cheeks ran hot. Mr hot stuff dancer knew me? ‎ ‎His eyes weren't exactly cold, but they had no excitement in them either. ‎ ‎"two shots of whiskey please." he double tapped on the table. ‎ ‎And in seconds, the bartender whipped out a little glass with ice dangling inside of it. ‎ ‎"you have something that belongs to me." he said, swirling his shot glass. ‎ ‎"I think you are clearly mistaken....?" I said in utter confusion. ‎ ‎He looked around cautiously before saying the words. ‎ ‎Then he leaned in closer. ‎ ‎"the little wrapped up parcel..." he said cocking his head. ‎ ‎Then the realization hit me. ‎. ‎",wait....wait, you've been a delivery guy for me in the past?"I asked sympathetically. ‎ ‎He swallowed the two shots at once. ‎ ‎"You are trying to be funny." he said with a poker face. ‎ ‎Okay now I was genuinely confused. just then there was the sound of a siren right outside the club. ‎ ‎"Fucking hell." he rolled his eyes. throwing his head back ‎ ‎"What do they want, I thought security here was tight.? " I asked. ‎ ‎"We just have to sit back and wait." he said, spinning out of his seat. ‎ ‎"Well, where are you going?" I asked. ‎ ‎"Did you really thinking I was going to sit down and wait?" he shot a glance at me. ‎ ‎My head continued to spiral as he took my hand and pulled me along a hall way, ‎ ‎Away from the craziness. ‎ ‎"wait wait...where are you taking me?"I asked, holding unto his grip on my wrist. ‎ ‎"Shh." he said, just follow me. ‎ ‎Then he used his leg to kick open a slightly unlocked door . ‎ ‎"What is this?!" I cried, yanking out my wrist from his grip. ‎ ‎"I need you to be quiet, it's the least you can do for me."he spat. ‎ ‎"you know what I think?, I think you are crazy,and I need to call Becky this moment," I said, feeling the annoyance build up in me. ‎ ‎"No, you can't bring anyone in here!" he spat once again, pacing from left to right. ‎ ‎"is this...a kidnap?, are you kidnapping me?" ‎ ‎Then he stopped mid track, and slowly turned to face me. ‎ ‎My heart beat drummed loudly against my chest with every step he