"Take me the night Fall into the dark side

We don't need the light

We'll live on the dark side"

--- Alan Walker

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"Don't be ridiculous, we are just getting drunk, not committing a murder." Amara rolls her eyes at me.

"Okay," I say, eyeing the tequila shots in front of me.

"Okay, now. Go!" We both drown the six shots together.

"I forgot to mention this but I am a lightweight," I say through the burning sensation and giddy feeling in my stomach.

Amara giggles, "Even better."

More shots get poured and the whole bottle is now empty. I way more than drunk bite now, I mean right now.

I giggle at nothing.

"Life is soooooo good right now," I giggle looking at Amara.

Amara giggles nodding but her face turns sad. "Life is hard."

Ditto that, sister.

We babble here and there and after that, we sit in silence.

"Amara?"

No response.

"Amara?"

Still no response.

"AMARA!"

She jumps. "Present, here. Yeah?"

"I'm horny."

"What?"

"I said I'm horny," I repeat. "I'm a horny drunk."

"And emotional too," I added. "Well sometimes."

We hear the door opening and two male voices, one of them belongs to Christian.

"Well here comes your man. He'll satisfy you." Amara and I giggle.

Okay, we are so drunk.

Christian opens his office door.

Yeah, we raided his stash.

"What is going on here?" He immediately eyeing both of us.

"Christian, come join the party!" I giggle. "You too, Francis."

Christian sighs, "Francis take Amara to her room."

Francis nods and picks up a giggling Amara.

"Chrissy!" I throw my arms around his neck when he picks me up. "I missed you."

He chuckles, "I missed you too Sweetheart."

I'm still lascivious.

I move my hands from his chest to his hair. "You look so stressed, had a long day?" I whisper in his ear, almost seductively.

He hums in reply.

"You want me to relive your stress," I say biting his earlobe.

He groans, "You are drunk, baby."

I ignore him and slam my lips on his. He responds almost immediately. He sits me on something, probably his desk.

We kiss for a while and he pulls away, "You are drunk. Let's go to bed."

"But I just want you to fuck me," I slur. "Forget sleep."

The tips of his ear turned red. "Amore, you don't know what you are talking about."

I get down and push him towards the couch. I straddle him, "I know exactly what I want, and that's you."

I slowly grind on him making him groan, "Victoria?"

I hum kissing his neck and jaw.

"You need to stop, I don't want our first time to be like this." He breathes out gripping me hard.

I sigh and pout at him, "You've convinced me." I lay my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat.

"Let's go to bed." He stands up with me still clinging onto him like a koala bear. My eyes close and I feel myself being lowered on something soft and silk covers are placed over me.

Warm lips are placed on my forehead making me smile and snuggle further in my blanket.

Bye Christian, Hello Lala-land.

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Hammering in my head wakes me up, the bad feeling in my stomach made me sit up. I groan holding my head.

The sudden gaging feeling made me jump out of the bed into the bathroom where I empty the contents from my stomach. My hair is now being held back and circles are being rubbed on my back.

Christian's soothing voice is met by my ears. I stand up and immediately start brushing my teeth while Christian ties my hair with my scrunchie.

I turn to him, "Thank you."

"You're welcome sweetheart," He gives a kiss on my forehead. "There are some Advil and breakfast on the table, come on."

"Chocolate pancakes!" I jump and then hold my head groaning. "Stop laughing," I grumble to a laughing Christian.

"Sorry baby, but you are so adorable," He kisses my cheek.

"What's with you and the nicknames?" I say gulping down some Advil.

He just shrugs smiling at me. I smile back pecking him on the lips.

"Breakfast time," I say sitting on the bed. Christian places the tray in front of me and joins me on the bed. "What even happened last night?"

Christian narrows his eyes at me. "You don't remember?"

"Just that we raided your stash and got extremely drunk." I make a face. "Why?"

The tips of his ear start to turn pink, "Nothing."

I look at him more carefully, "Are you blushing?"

"No," He says a little too quickly.

"Uh-huh," I say not believing him. He was so blushing.

"We have to something else today," Christian says taking a bite.

"What?" I ask with a mouthful.

"I am going to teach you how to shoot," Christian grins at me.

"But I already know how to shoot?" My statement comes out as a question.

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "Why do you know these types of things?"

"Self-defense is important," I shrug.

"Okay let's see how well do you know," He continues eating.

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"This place is so cool," I take a look around.

We are currently in the basement of his house, there is a gym down here, a shooting range, a boxing area and also a ring.

And the most amazing thing there is an obstacle course here too. It's for mainly the beginners.

"Thanks," Christian holds my hand. "Now let's get started."

We come to a nice-looking man, probably a few years older than me. Christian talks to him about giving me a gun but I cut in the conversation.

"Christian can I get the Colt 1911," I look at him. "Please?"

"And she knows her guns," the man said in an Italian accent and laughed out. "Nice one Chris."

"Thanks, man, and you heard the lady, get her a Colt 1911." Christian winks at me.

I hold the gun once it is brought out, "Wow."

"Squeaky clean, eh?" Christian looks at me amusingly.

"I can see my reflection in it," I laugh.

"Come now, Mia dea, show me what you got."

We stand in front of the target, "It probably won't be a bullseye but I know enough to defend myself."

Christian stands behind me, "That's why I'm here for, don't worry." I smile at him.

I aim at the target and with a deep breath, I shoot.

"Wow, it was so close." Christian looks at the target. "You only did one thing wrong,"

"What thing?"

"Keep your left arm as strong as your right one, so when you shoot the aim stays in one place," He instructs. "Now try again."

I follow what he says and boom! Bullseye. "I did it," I jump. "It was too easy."

"It was not easy at all, you were already a professional." He hugs from behind.

"We are done here?" I ask after a little more practice.

Christian shrugs.

"Okay then let's go. I gotta check on your mum."

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