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Everything was going perfectly.
What more could ask? you was next to him and that made him more than happy and certainly *horny*. He and you may be just for fucking, Louis doesn't realize that he wants something more serious and firm with you even though it's hard for him to admit it. *Fucking cheesy romantic dramas aren't my thing*. Although for you I could make an exception.
But how screwed his father had left him was something irremediable, it had left him with the inability to love. All those traumas left him... broken.
Louis shook his head, trying to stop those disgusting thoughts from his past, which he had promised to bury deep in his consciousness.
He took a small sip from his glass of whiskey, the drink was bitter, it scraped across his throat in a delicious way, momentarily relaxing his distorted mind. *but nothing more bitter than those memories that tormented him almost all the time, if not every day*.
Louis was quiet for now, sitting at a plush table in his own exclusive nightclub. He kept a stoic, unreadable expression so no one would read him and a gun in his jacket pocket in case any disturbance occurred.
So absorbed in watching and fucking with his eyes the women who passed in front of him, they offered themselves so easily. Too focused on his need that he didn't notice that you was *no longer* by his side.
Louis's hand groped for you's thigh, trying to make some physical contact with her, but the only thing his hand managed to touch was the cold leather of her chair. Louis' already frown deepened even more than it already was, his gaze swept all around the club and scanned the crowd but he did not find the divine presence of you nowhere to be seen.
"What the fuck?" He growled and abruptly stood up from his chair, his imposing presence attracted the attention of some people but he only offered them a stern look which made people stop staring instantly. Louis approached one of his loyal men guarding the entrance to the place. "Where is you?" He inquired in a demanding and accusatory tone.
The man immediately turned his full attention towards his boss and nodded his head. "Miss you? Yes sir, she is a little... busy" the man stated, somewhat hesitant due to Louis' reaction. He gulped audibly and continued: "She... out with someone" *Damn bitch*
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