A month later, she had seen him again. Till then she had no idea who he was.
In the expensive club. that was exclusively booked for rich community, Damon Stafford-the important man of the century was sitting in the VIP section. His eyes lingered at that beautiful woman who was drinking non-stop as he took a sip of his expensive wine before moving back to the person he was talking to once again.
That night she was drunk-dead drunk.
Mending her broken heart, she had taken too many drinks that day that she had lost the count.
"Rose, you are drunk. Let me take you back", her best friend Amy had said to her in a caring tune.
"I'm not going anywhere", Rosaline snarled back at her while she chucked down another drink angrily.
"Rosaline stop acting ignorantly", Amy reprimanded, "You are blind drunk. How much more you can take?"
"I'm not going home today", Rosaline wretched voice whispered as she laid her head limp on the counter, "Bring me one more!", she shouted at the barattender.
Amy felt sympathy for her in her heart. After finding her five year long boyfriend suddenly cheating on you, one would sure feel great heartache.
As for Rosaline, it was her first break up so she looked even more wretched.
She had done everything for him, Rosaline thought. She had changed herself completely into a person that he liked. She had given up her dreams just to stay by his side. She had changed her likes and dislikes just to appease him. She had never partied or gone to clubs just to be a good girl in his eyes. She had served him wholeheartedly for five years of her life just to come to this outcome?
Rosaline was more angry at herself than that guy.
Why was she so naive?
"All men are same", she blurted.
Amy didn't try to stop her stubborn friend again. After all when she decided to do something there was no one who could stop her. And today Rosaline had decided to waste herself completely.
So Amy ended up taking a seat beside Rosaline and waiting patiently for her to wear off so that she would take her home.
She didn't dare to leave Rosaline in her broken state.
As Rosaline gulped down another glass she heard Amy voice.
"Rosaline I'm going to use the restroom. Okay? Don't leave this place. I'll be back as quick as possible", Amy excused herself and left Rosaline reluctantly.
At that time Rosaline didn't care.
Suddenly shouts and a slap were heard from the side at VIP section. Rosaline frowned and glanced in that direction.
She saw a man standing out tall in a tuxedo and a woman on her knees in front of him. By the looks of it he looked like an important man. Rosaline remembered that she had seen this man once before in this club.
And then the woman pathetic voice was heard.
"P-Please forgive me Damon. I did it only because I love you!"
The man crouched in front of woman and sneered at her.
The woman was quite pretty. But her face had a hand printed on her that ruined her overall beauty.
"Do you think you can say my name from the dirty mouth of yours", the man voice was bone-chillingly cold.
That flared up Rosaline.
For some strange reasons, maybe because she was drunk, Rosaline could see herself in that woman-pathetic and helplessly in love with a man with a monsterous heart.
"Mr. S-S-Stafford p-please f-forgive me", the woman sobbed.. terrified. Her body was shaking badly. A lot of people felt bad for her. But no one interfered due to the fear of that formidable man.
"Forgive you?", the man had an arrogant and sadistic look, "Secretary Jiang should I forgive this worthless thing?"
"Definitely not, Sir", Jiang replied in an equally severe tune, "She slandered you and even dared to call you by your first name. You should definitely not let her off"
The man raised his hand and it looked like he was going to hit that woman when suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist and blocked his attack.
He looked up to see a beautiful woman with bright blue eyes and a gorgeous face. The girl that had those heavenly looks that could topple nations and subdue heavens, was glaring at him.
"I think that's enough!", her menacing and strong voice landed in Damon ears as she glared at him unwaveringly.
Damon looked at her from top to the bottom and came up with a conclusion that the girl had indeed very attractive body. Then he looked at her delicate face and smirked at her.
No one had never dared to offend him. Any sane person who knew who he was would make sure to stay fifty steps away from him. Even a person who was unaware of his identity would keep a safe distance after sensing his dangerous aura.
Either the girl didn't know who he was or she was too arrogant.
"Little girl the matter has nothing to do with you. If you insist on stepping in it rashly I'm afraid you won't be stepping out of it so easily", his voice could turn one's blood cold as he was clearly holding some threats in his statement when his eyes glinted darkly.
He had found the girl outrageous and arrogant behaviour quite enticing.
He couldn't wait to shred her arrogance into pieces.
"Who do you think you are?", the girl said ,"Just because you are rich and you are a man, do you think you can bully any woman?"
Who he was?
That girl clearly didn't know who exactly he was.
He expected the girl to tremble in fear after his cold warning but her even more ferocious reply made him even more intrigued.
"Are you doing it because you pity that woman", Damon leaned in closer to her and whispered seducingly,"Or are you doing it because you want to warm my bed in her place"
Her drunk, reckless and enraged self couldn't take it anymore so she raised her hand and made the gravest mistake of her life.
She raised her hand and slapped the man in front of her-slapped the man who had never ever been even talked with a raised voice before-slapped the man who was known for making the person who had ever offended him in the slightest, suffer in the worst possible ways-slapped the man who could make the heart of seven continents shake at his mere name.
That was the sort of man her drunk self offended one year ago.