I swipe plum lipstick across my lips. I pull away from the mirror and look at my outfit.

My dress is a shimmery purple dress that goes to just below my ass and has a decent amount of breasts showing. I paired the dress with 4-inch black heels. My makeup is not too heavy but has a bold plum lipstick. I used a waving iron to make my waves stand out more.

I open the bathroom door and am met with 7 pairs of eyes plus a pair of puppy dog eyes. "Why is the boy squared in my room?" I ask, walking to Cira and scooping her into my arms.

She yaps happily at me and tries to lick my face but I move her away from my face before she can ruin my makeup before the night has started.

"They are here because goldy locks and shorty invited them while you were busy helping me with my outfit and makeover," Rose says coming out of my closet with a milk bone for Cira. My eyes roam her figure and I smirk at her outfit that I help chose.

She tried on several different dresses from my closet before choosing a red crop top with flower detail and a cherry red leather skirt that stops mid-thigh. Her hair is in a half up half down messy bun that I helped her style. She has brown eyeshadow with gold at the corner of her eye and has dark brown lipstick that makes her brown eyes pop. She stole my leather 3-inch heeled boots and my glittery hair tie that she decided to use as a bracelet.

"Well, you look lovely," Will tells Rose as she gives Cira the treat which she greedily eats up.

"And you darling look like an eggplant," Rose smirks and looks over to Will and winks at him.

"Darling, I was giving you a compliment shouldn't I get one in return?" Will asks with a raised brow.

"William shut it before she attacks with her claws," Emery snaps from my desk, where she is writing in her journal.

Emery is wearing an electric lime green bodysuit with a bow in the front and she paired it with skin-tight leather pants. Her hair is straight down to her shoulders, which I do not doubt will get tangled as soon as we step into the club.

Her shoes are electric lime green thick 5 inch heels that she apparently kept in a suitcase full of clothes. That she keeps in the guest bedroom two doors down. Her make-up is a light look with green ombre eyeshadow and brown lipstick. The final touch of her outfit is a Prada cross-body purse that she had in the large suitcase that she put in my home without my knowledge.

"I would listen to her Willy I have claws that you won't know where near your balls," Rose smirks at William and he just gives her that finger.

"So you guys got the limo?" Riley asks as she leans into Sam's arms. I smile at them. They are a cute couple. I hope that nothing ruins their relationship, even though things always seem to go wrong when things start to get better.

"Yes, we did pumpkin or at least I made sure to have the Limo here like your text said," Sam tells her as he kisses her nose and forehead.

If only I could have someone like that to love me unconditionally. What the hell Brooke? You do not need a man just your powerful self.

"Brooke, how is my outfit?" Anna asks coming out of my bathroom after fixing her hair for the thousandth time. My eyes drift over her outfit and I know she will get some tonight.

She is wearing a floral blouse and a black leather mini skirt that comes out one side to the middle of her thigh. She paired the outfit with felt yellow 4-inch heels, some gold chain layered necklaces and a sunflower yellow Prada bag. She has light eye shadow with a thin gold stripe over her eyeliner and a beige lip gloss. Her hair is in waves down her back. She previously had her hair in a slicked-back high bun but decided to change it.

"You look amazing," I reassure her. "I know you will get some attention tonight from all genders."

"I would definitely fuck you," Rose whistles. Anna blushes before opening her phone to get away from Rose's heated gaze.

"Rose, you're free to get down anyone but maybe not our friends," I tell Rose while bending down to put Cira in her kennel.

"Anna, we must make sure you have the best night of your life," Riley squeals, jumping up from Sam's lap and wobbles on her heels before pouring a scotch shot and handing it to a still blushing Anna. Riley giggles at Anna's facial expression which is a mixture of a grimace and shocked expression.

"To a hot Riley and to a fun night," Anna cheers before tossing back the shot and grimaces at the burn.

Riley twirls to give us a good look at her outfit. She is wearing a blush pink longsleeved mid-thigh dress with a cut out on her stomach. Her shoes are from Emery's stash of clothes which are beige with real diamonds for straps and thin clear, three-inch heels. Her hair is in a low bun twist with strands of hair framing her face. Her eyeshadow goes from a black/purple to a bubbly shimmery pink and a shimmery light pink lipgloss.

After a few more minutes of chatting the doorbell rings and I know it is Mason but I peer out my window and see him in his usual attire waiting for me to come down.

Riley and Emery peer out and smirks at me. "LB, it looks like a man is waiting," Emery says in a sing-song voice and I just roll my eyes but internally my heartbeat quickens.

I go to my mirror one last time before saying goodbye and leaving the privacy of my room. I go down the stairs and see my father chatting with Mason.

"So how is your mother and father?" My father asks.

"My father is busy getting ready for me to take over and my mother is busy with her book club and opening a new restaurant in Italy," he replies before his eyes drift to me. His eyes darken at my attire and it has my pussy wet.

My eyes drift down his attire as his do mine. He is wearing a Dolce and Gabbana black three-piece suit with the three buttons undone on his black skin-tight dress shirt. He has a gold chain and gold rings on all of his fingers. His hair is messy like it always is.

I walk towards him and my father. "Hi daddy," I say kissing my father's cheek.

"Hi ladybug, are you going out?" He asks looking at my appearance.

"Yes," I answer him as I step out into the mid-October night air.

"Okay, have fun," he says glancing at Mason before closing the door and leaving us on the porch.

I look at Mason and see his jaw clenched. "Are you okay?" I ask trying to suppress a smirk.

"You are beautiful and I am going to have to fight off men who think they can have you," he growls, grabbing my ass and bringing me closer until my breasts press against his muscular chest.

"Last time I checked I was not yours," I tell him and his eyes darken.

"Let's get in the car before I break my control," he grinds out.

He walks me over to the passenger side of his orange Ferrari and opens the door for me. I slide in and thank him before he closes the door and goes to the driver's seat. I feel a pair of eyes on me and look up to see Anna looking down at us. She looks angry but moves away before I can identify her facial expression.

Mason starts the engine and drives out of the gates. The first thirteen minutes of the drive are silent but at the corner of my, I see him glance at me like is nervous. I could almost laugh because all the times I have been with him he has never been nervous.

We drive down an alley and then he turns left and stops the car. I look at him puzzled because we are in front of a brick wall, a dead end. But then the car slowly lowers. Bright yellowish light blinds me and I have to blink to allow my eyes to adjust.

I glance around and realize we are in a private underground garage. He drives to an empty parking spot and parks the car. I reach to the handle but a hand to my thigh stops me. I look at Mason and see him looking at me.

I retract my hand and move my body towards his so I am facing him as he talks. "I know that we have not known each other that long and I know that I have not right of saying this or even asking to be in your life.

I just I can't stop thinking about you. I think about how beautiful you are. How enchanting and badass you are. I can stop thinking about how strong you are after all the shit that bastard did to you and more," he tells me clenching his jaw and fisting his fists. "but that's not only what I think about. I can not stand men looking at you like they want you. I want you every inch and that scares me and I have no right to think about you like you belong to me but I do."

His words go straight to my heart and it just keeps skipping beats and my breaths slow at his heart-warming words.

He finally looks at me and his dark brown almost black eyes meet my dark blue eyes. "I want you. Every inch. I want to be your boyfriend and I want you to be my girlfriend but I understand if you are not ready or if-"

I stop his rambling by slamming my lips onto his. He freezes for a second before grabbing my waist and bringing me over the console and into his lap.

I wrap my arms around his neck and run my hands through his thick hair. His hands run up and down my body. Over the curves of my waist to my ass before he squeezes and I moan into his lips.

I keep one hand in his hair and one my other one down his chest before running back up to his face. I pull his hair and he groans into my mouth. He breaks away to suck and bite my neck. I moan and arch my back into him. I feel his bulge at my soaking clit.

I want more. No. I need more.

He continues his attack on my neck as I run my hand to his belt. He grabs my wrist before I can unbuckle his belt.

He breaks away from my neck before resting his forehead on mine. We are both breathing heavily. I look into his beautiful eyes as he looks into my blue orbs.

"I assume that is a yes?" he asks hesitantly. Probably questioning our make-out session was a no or a yes.

"Yes," I whisper. "I will be your girlfriend Mason."

He smiles a broad happy smile that makes my heart flutter in my chest. "Good, because I do not ask I take," he says opening the driver's door and helping me out.

I smirk at him. "Then I guess it's good you did not just take me," I tell him and he smirks back at me as he slides out of the car and the door closes without him touching the car.

He interlaces our fingers and pulls me to the elevator. He presses the button and the door opens. This elevator is not as nice as the one at his house but it does have a large mirror on the side of the elevator.

My hair is a little wild but not that noticeable. My mascara and eyeliner are a little smudged so I fix that and fix my lipstick.

The doors open to the busy floor of sweaty bodies. Mason wraps his arm around my waist bringing me close as we move through the bodies towards the stairs to the VIP lounge. We climb the stairs and into the lounge.

I immediately notice Sam with Celeste and her friend Ruby. He has both arms wrapped around their shoulders with a bourban in one hand. Celeste kisses down his chest while Ruby licks his neck and kisses his jaw.

I look away from the scene and am met with Rose making out with the other girl from Celeste's friend group whose name has left my brain.

Mason moves us towards the couch with Brian, Sam, Zach, and Anna who are drinking and chatting. They look up at us when we reach the seating area.

"Where are Riley and Emery?" I ask taking a seat on the opposite couch of Brian and Anna but before I can sit down Mason moves me to sit on his lap.

I sit down with no complaint and wrap my arm around his neck. I feel Anna's glare and I look at her and find her glaring at my arm wrapped around his neck.

Maybe the conversation I had with Riley was true. That Anna is in love with Mason. I feel bad but also I do not because I know Mason has feelings for me and not her but I do not want our friendship to turn sour because of her emotions toward the man who I am sitting on.

"They are dancing and drinking downstairs. They said and I quote 'it is no fun dancing with no one upstairs or having no guys to try and flirt with us even though we may not be available. It makes us women feel in power because they flirt and try to dance. So tata," Sam says rolling his eyes and glaring at the two girls who are doing the sprinkler and wave to On The floor by JLo and pitbull.

I shake my head at the drunk girls before moving my eyes to Mason who is chatting with Brian about football.

He glances at me and smiles before snapping his fingers at a passing waiter. The lanky ginger shakes in his shoes looking at us waiting for our order.

"I will have a bourbon on the rocks and Baby?" he asks peering down at me.

"A Melpoliton and three glasses of ice water," I request with a small smile at the scared boy.

He leaves to put our order at the bar. At the entrance to the VIP lounge goldy and shorty as Rose calls them come stumbling in and make their over to us.

Emery looks at me and Mason and smirks. "B-bitch," she slurs. "You got a man." I shake my head at her drunken words as she takes a seat next to her brother her crinkles his nose.

"Emery, you smell like beer and sweat," he says scootching away from her. Emery scowls at him and tries to swat his arm but falls towards him instead. She catches herself and laughs like a maniac.

I look at Riley and see her drunkenly rambles to Sam. He looks down at her listening to drunken thoughts as she swats her hand in the air. Sam leans down for a kiss but gets poked in the eye.

"Oww," he yelps putting his hand to his eye.

Brian laughs loud and deep. Mason chuckles and I look up at him and he meets my eyes I smile at him and kiss his cheek.

"Sam Sam, I am so sorry," Riley says jumping from his lap and hitting him again with her hand into his nose.

"Owww," he cries once more and Brian, Zach, Mason, and I hysterically laugh.

"Sam Sam," Riley cries trying to comfort him from the injury that she made.

My laughter dies down as Zach's and Brians continue to grow. "I stand from Mason's lap and he looks slightly sad at me leaving him but I place a chaste kiss on his lips before grabbing Riley's wrists before she can do any more damage.

She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. "Riley stop flinging your arms all over the place. Sit your ass down and sit still or I will tape you up and make you chug water," I warn her placing her down a few inches away from a still injured Sam.

The waiter comes back with the water and Mason's and I's drinks. I take a water glass and hand it to Riley. "Sit and drink this and sober up," I order Riley before I pick up another glass of water and walk towards a historically laughing Emery.

"Emery, sit up please," I say. She continues to roll around and forcing Zach off the love seat. I place the glass down and grab her legs and swing them down to touch the floor. I then grab her wrists and lift her up to a sitting position.

"Drink this and stop moving," I order holding the drink for her to grab. She grabs it but misses almost making me lose my grip on the water. I glare at her before giving it to her and making sure she has a good grip.

She takes a sip and I sit down next to Mason and he puts his arm around the back of the couch. "You are not having another drink of alcohol until you sober up," I tell Riley and Emery. They nod their heads and I pick up my drink and take a few sips of the alcohol.

***

It is well past 12 and I am not even tipsy. I have had three martini's, a glass of scotch, three shots of different drinks, and a new drink that is called vampire tear. Do not ask what that is because I have no idea.

I danced for a few hours with Riley, Anna, and Emery. I danced with Rose twice before she left with a pierced and tatted woman with swap green hair. Mason danced with me for 15 minutes before he stopped and went back to the VIP lounge.

Now my feet hurt and I am tired and ready for the night to be over. Or to be in Mason's arms as he licks and sucks all my body parts.

I look up to Mason and he looks down after feeling my eyes on him. His eyes darken at the hunger in mine.

"Want to go to my house?" he asks and I nod my head.

He stands up and reaches for my hand. I take it and let him pull me up. We leave the VIP area and go to the elevator that goes to the underground garage. I feel a glare on my back and know it is Anna but fuck her.

Right now I am too lustful to worry about Anna who glares every time he touches me or I touch him.