Chapter 2

• And just like all the girls he had before, the bartender really did follow him. Knowing that there could be some paparazzi who would notice him, Vincent chose to take the back door of the club going to the parking where his sports car is.
• He's already near the stairs down to the parking, with the potential booty call behind him when he was stopped by a soft voice coming from behind a huge plant just beside a balcony outside the club.
• The voice, almost like a whispering angel to his ear literally stopped him from his tracks as he felt chills run down his spine just listening to it.
• "Just take me away from this place Ade..." She says softly with her thick cockney accent.
• It was her... He can see her beautiful face shining through the night behind the plant as she leans her weight on that stupid arse's body once again. His arms are wrapped around her tiny form from behind. Her head is leaning on his chest comfortably that he feels a pang of jealousy at how natural she looks being wrapped inside that twat's arms like that.
• "Babe... You have to stop this shit."
• Adrian says as he kisses her head and pushes her a little before actually turning her to face him.
• "Go back and talk to your father. Maybe he'll allow you this time."
• Vincent frowns, he didn't want to eavesdrop but he wants to hear her voice... and somehow, he wants to just look at her... much more, know her.
• "He's never thought of anyone else but himself Ade. You know that very well. He will never think of me or any of my interest unless it is embarrassing him."
• "Like what we're doing?" Adrian sounded hurt, and at the same time, amused.
• He sees her looking down before holding the guy's hands.
• "Marry me, Ade..." She whispers but it was loud enough for Vincent to hear.
• His throat suddenly goes dry.
• Did she just propose to that twat?!
• Is she actually in love with him to propose like that?!
• "You're mad..." The guy replies simply like he didn't care a thing about what she just said.
• "Marry you and what?"
• "And be free, stupid." She slightly punches his chest for which he just giggles before combing her hair away from her beautiful face.
• "And by free, you mean, us being cast out of society and living in the mountains?" He half-joked making Vincent more disgusted at the man he is.
• He is just using her and she is stupidly falling in love with him to the point that she's actually proposing a lifetime commitment with him?!
• "Are you just gonna watch there or wank me?!" The bartender caught everyone's attention, including the brunette heiress' attention who immediately turns her head to them.
• "I'd rather..." She turns to where the voice came from and her eyes landed on Vincent's.
• "Let me take you home now..." It was Adrian looking at him with a deadly glare before dragging her out of the place.
• Her eyes, remained on his face without any emotion in them as she gets dragged by her boyfriend away from him...
• Away from this place... He corrected himself.
• "If you want to play with them, we can probably run after them. That bitch is damn good in three or foursome..." The bartender's squeaky voice made him cut the line between their gazes and he turns to her with a deadly glare.
• "And she's game for... Ouch! W-what are you doing... ?!" He angrily started dragging her, not letting her say another word about the brunette heiress.
• Somehow, he couldn't take someone else insulting her in front of him like what this good-for-nothing second-rate hoe is doing.
• Not that he cares... It's just that...
• He pushed her into the car and closed the door with a loud bang before getting himself to the driver seat and starts the engine. He's not supposed to feel anything for that brunette bitch of an heiress!
• He promised himself not to fall for her beautiful face... never for that deceiving innocent eyes!
• With anger building up, not wanting to admit that he'd already been enchanted, he drove as fast as he can to get to any place where he could lash out all his frustration to this booty call. It wasn't so hard for him to find a place where he could stop the car. He knows every street of Las Vegas. He knows every "playground" there is in the city and that's exactly where he stopped the car.
• As soon as he did, he adjusted the bartender's seat and just senselessly gave her what she asked for, not even minding to take their clothes off, he just gave her the ride she' never forget.
• He made her scream and cry out loud in pleasure but that wasn't the case for him. Her annoying voice is creeping him out. He wanted to erase that beautiful brunette's face out of his mind but every single time he would close his eyes and feel himself nearing his cum, her warm innocent eyes as she looked at him a while ago would appear in his mind.
• "Fuck...! Fuck!!!" He uttered angrily as he moved in and out of the slut's body so harshly he feels so disgusted that she's actually enjoying every bit of it like the whore she is.
• He kept on cursing as he was left no choice but to look at her cheap painted face just to keep his mind free of the beautiful bitch's face as he reached his orgasm and allowed his juice to fill the condom covering his thick shaft pulsating inside this whore's cave.
• "Piece of shit...!" He growls angrily once again before allowing his weight fall down on the bartender's body.
• Hating himself so much for not being able to take away his bitch's face... her body and even her voice away from his mind.
• Hating himself so much more for already wanting her so badly when it is just the very first time he is actually seeing her...
• Hating every bit of his sinful flesh for already wanting to possess her exquisite beauty even when it is actually the first time he was able to take a glimpse of her...
• When it is just the first and only time he is actually seeing who will be....
• His future wife.
• It seems that Vincent has a bigger problem to solve for he has his own heart to tame, aside from the initial goal of Taming The Playgirl.