Chapter 77 - The Handsome Drunkard

"Hey! You, wake up. I'm not going to carry you. Wake up man, you are not a kid, and do not cling to me like that."

The lady was clearly pissed off now, firstly the man approached her out of nowhere in the bar and after boasting about his drinking in front of other men, he took a few shots of Gin.

Drinking when you can't stand is a stupid idea, which was certainly a bad thought of him to attempt such a new thing, the man was a light drinker and immediately became dizzy right after three shots.

"W-why? L-let me rest on your shoulder. Your c-chest is so soft babe!"

Sure alcohol makes a man lose his senses and that happened with him too. His sentences became lousy as his hands trailed towards the lady's tummy and rested on her both breasts.

The sudden attack made the lady alarmingly alert that she jerked the man off from her shoulder, who was previously clinging to her although not putting his whole weight on the petite lady.

The hard blow that stuck him out of the blue made the man stumble and he toppled over the bench. His head bumped against the wooden bench hard which left him completely off guard.

"Y-you pervert! I should have abandoned you in that pub but NO, I'm a generous woman. So took the liberty to take you out."

The lady pointed at him with a raging tone as she threw spades of anger towards him.

"Ugh! I should have left you there after all the bar was closing. You ungrateful pervert, I didn't know you were like this. Moreover taking advantage of me at this hour, huh?"

The lady was ranting continuously as she regretted the idea of bringing him out of the bar, not to forget she also volunteered for sending him back home.

"Ouch! I-I'm not taking advantage of you. It's -it's just I want to sleep!"

The man faced her while he was plopped onto the wooden bench, a few streets away from the bar.

His cute puppy expressions made the lady surrender as her heart melted at once, maybe she was whipped by him. Or it was just an impulsive reaction, who knows what happened to that strong headed woman.

"My head is spinning, I want to sleep and felt something s-soft there."

His eyes were half opened as the man attempted to lift his weary body off the bench as he moved towards the lady with an intended touch on her breasts again.

"S-stop right there!"

She ebbed immediately, taking a few steps back which forced the man to stay in his position, and he kept on staring at her face with soft expressions.

The lady's mood elevated and her expressions turned soft upon witnessing his miserable condition. The man could not even stand still let alone going home at this hour, after all she took his responsibility and now had to assure his safety too.

"Okay, I will take you to my home. BUT don't you dare to attempt something."

The lady emphasized while she warned the man, who was in his late twenties and still had a fresh look resembling youths.

"I swear I (hiccup) I won't."

The felt himself bloated as he was having hiccups. The petite lady in the green party dress approached him as the man in jeans-shirt wrapped his arm around her neck.

Although they had a huge difference of heights and clearly the petite lady was smaller and lighter comparably to the strong and muscular man, but she was certainly not a delicate doll and didn't face much difficulty in giving a hand to the drunk man.

The lady was used to coming home late and but didn't ever brought a man with her, it seemed she knew him very well. Moreover, inferred that despite being healthy he was a harmless kitten!

The man knew that he doesn't have any right to stop her or to claim but somehow a pang of jealousy crept into his heart when I saw the lady talking carelessly with other men. He wanted to stop her somehow by any means thus, he chose to drink with her and to force the lady to take his responsibility. 

A smirk appeared on his devilishly handsome face as soon as the lady proposed the idea of taking him to her home. His eyes flickered yellowish golden as his hand wrapped around the lady's shoulder tightly.

"Ugh! Why there is no cab?"

The lady reached with the man towards the main road and waited for a cab to arrive. But after endless wait for ten minutes she became agitated, after all to support a sturdy person in heels was a true deal.

The man was clinging to her with his head lowered and gently tucked to hers as he smiled cunningly. A yellow cab approached the duo and the lady flung her arm out and waved her hand to stop the vehicle. 

The driver halted in front of them and the lady opened the door, pushing the man into the seat behind. As she settled inside and instructed about the route, the driver nodded with a 'yes ma'am' and the cab dusted towards the destination. 

The man pretended to be asleep and threw his head onto the lady's shoulder, who stole a glance at his face as her reply resonated through the air.

"Here, settle in. You are sleepy like a dead log."

She tapped on her thigh as offered her lap to him for placing his head and sleep for a few minutes until they arrive at her home. The driver peeked through the rear mirror and a meek smile graced his face but soon his image got black as if a black ink was spread on it.

The man immediately threw his head into her lap but the mere act made him flush from ear to ear, he didn't imagine for her to be this bold. But it was good for him, a sudden thought crossed his mind that he can't let her to act this kind to every other man.

"Seriously!"

The lady overlooked his face and muddled intently that earlier he was in her embrace like his chastity relied on her and now he passed out. What if she took his advantage, after all he was healthy and a handsome feast to eyes.

"Like a secret waterfall flowing beautifully in an untouched cove; stripes on a swooning dragon hidden behind its charred foes; Oh my beloved thee makes my heart mellifluously sing; thy eyes on fire and thy lips on mine….."

"Oh such sweet waters would my life swim; a haunting apparition I thought I saw; her majestic silhouette came close; woke me up at night like a lovers yearn; she went right through me like a delicate muslin cloth through hail storms; gave rise to my heroic words in this world of lost lores;"