Whiter

Part 1's

The music that was pounding so strongly further burned the spirits of anyone present at the Bar tonight. 

"Shany, let's go to the dance floor now!" viella shouted so that she could be heard amid the powerful sound of music. "Don't tell me you're gonna be Wallflower again tonight!"

"I'll catch up!" the answer is no less powerful.

Viella shook her head in surprise after seeing her drink more than dance since.

"You're boring!" his best friend's protest was felt for the umpteenth time.

"I'll join you after my drink runs out." Shanon immediately turned to ignore his best friend who was now chattering long.

He sighed knowing how troublesome Viella would be if she had started with her frustration. After drinking 3 glasses of brandy, his brain began to work abnormally. If he still forced himself to join the dance floor, wouldn't that be one reckless act?

First, he might act like he is dancing with an unknown man and doing other indecent acts.

Second, he may also faint or vomit there.

Wouldn't that be the most embarrassing part?

Honestly, he has just learned to drink alcoholic beverages for the last 3 months, even though it is not regular so that the hangover is still not controlled to its full potential.

But she knows better, if Viella doesn't see her on the dance floor as long as they're here then the threat will be 'I won't be with you anymore after this.'

Shanon shook his head and then gulped down his drink. He turned to look at the dance floor. There Viella has danced with two men she does not recognize. It was not an unusual occurrence because every time his best friend was here foreign men would dance with him.

Without a second thought and arguing for longer with his own mind, Shanon moved his lazy foot to get off that comfortable seat. The steps are a little shaky when entering the dance floor which is frenzied filled with the happy cries of the bar dwellers as well as the sound of deafening music.

"Ohoo!!" cheers from some excited people as DJ Marcus spins Hotter Than Fire by Eric Saade ft. Dev.

Shanon began to feel the beat of the music in his blood. Whether because of the influence of brandy or the music itself, he began dancing to shake his hips to the right and left. His head was beginning to like his music. Shanon turned towards Viella who looked cool jumping and swerving to and fro. A smile of spirit rose on his lips. At least he should also feel the pleasure that Viella felt. With that, Shanon danced and jumped up his hands just like the people around him.

I'm here to dance, dance. I'm here to dance, dance, da-da-dance, dance.

We headed straight to the bar,

One drink became many more.

We here to dance, dance, da-da-dance, dance

Moving, moving, I feel the vibe is getting loud, yeah!

The lyrics flow passionately make visitors more drunk in their respective movements. Shanon laughs with gusto while shaking his hips, raising his hands, and moving quickly to the rhythm of the music.

Too much enjoyment does not mean numbness. He could feel someone standing so close behind him. His body rubbed against that hard-feeling body. At first he thought it was normal. Just be right! This bar is not a fancy restaurant. Dancing together was not a grave offense but soon he felt the man's touch on his hips that was still swaying. His heart was racing especially when the face of the unrecognized man felt close to his ears.

"She's hotter than fire" he whispered along with the lyrics of the music that said the same sentence. Shanon's body froze instantly.

The manly voice that sounded smooth hoarse made him start to think hard.

Oh God! This man had a very seductive voice. He was sure that just by hearing his voice, some women would have fallen to their knees before him.

Well, she's not that kind of woman. At least she hopes not to be that kind of woman.

As fast as lightning Shanon turned around and retreated two steps from the man's reach. Something surprised him when he saw the posture and face of the man who had just touched his waist carelessly. The intention to snap at the foreign man faded away instantly.

His body that was originally a little drunk by the drinks and music that was so loud changed into fully conscious and stiff. His heart was beating in a very abnormal stage. His head seemed to be staggering with the incredible admiration he had just felt this time. He's so perfect.

If he usually says 'Damn you, Viella!' now he is scolding himself. 'Oh damn you, Shany!'

He swallowed with difficulty when he saw the man completely from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Awe-filled electric shock emanated so real from the way he saw the man.

This man is a God!

The body is very tall, ranging from 185 cm. He rolled his own eyeballs while still thinking about the details of that size. His body is stocky with arm muscles that are so in line with his height. His chest was so the field behind the white T-shirt he was wearing. For a moment Shanon thought of leaning his head there.

Oh no!

The eye color is like light blue if noticed longer in the middle of the dark dance floor. Her short, slightly blonde hair looks a little messy amid the lack of lighting on the dance floor. Maybe he's been cracking it a few times? Or a woman who screwed him up?  Shanon berated himself. That's not his business at all.

A firm jaw and a thin smile teased her did not help Shanon calm down at all. Her lips... Oh, that lip curve is perfect.

Shanon did not move and stared at him for a very long time as if shamelessly showing his interest. In fact he was indeed very tempted because it was difficult to ignore such a real perfection of this kind. His face made Shanon's body tremble wanting to have it right away. How could this handsome face exist in the real world?

He licked his lips that felt dry. This man seemed to know unease due to his inner conflict. Since then he let Shanon gawk into a full examination of the praises of his posture, after learning that Shanon was done with the affairs of his gaze, the man approached. He stepped so confidently as if knowing that Shanon would not reject him. It is not wrong because he cannot refuse.

"Your dance stupefied all the men here" he said in a distinctive voice. Shanon blinked for a while before finally being able to take control of himself.

This foreign man knew that he still could not stop praising his charm, evident from his oblique smile full of understanding and teasing him. Shannon assures that this kind of thing happens a lot. He shook his head while cursing himself in the heart.

Get a grip, Shany!

He showed a cold expression as he replied, "Sorry, I don't talk to strangers carelessly."

The man whose name was still a mystery laughed crisply.

"Well, what's your name?"

Shanon snorted with round eyes. They are still among the crowd who are crazy dancing in the middle of the bang of music and this man is interested in getting acquainted and mingling here?

He nonchalantly replied,

"I don't answer questions from strangers either."

The man clucked even though the look in his eyes turned serious as if forcing him to answer correctly.

Shanon swallowed his admiration as he stared at those opium-filled eyes. Dammit! He is so hot!

Elegant, intimidating, handsome, all of them combined into one in the form of this man.

So damn perfect's.

If he does not stay away, then Shanon knows he will be entangled even deeper. He has to go right now. 

The moment the intention was formed, a person dancing so vigorously crashed into his body that he was pushed into the chest of the field of the foreign man. Shanon breathed in surprise realizing his position had been leaning against the chest of that hard field he had dreamed of. He shuddered satisfied to feel the two arms of the foreign man clutching it quite protective. Shanon's heart was pounding uncontrollably until he was sure it would soon jump out.

This foreign man's decapitation was quite comfortable even though his voice now sounded unfriendly when giving a warning to someone who hit Shanon.

The smell of the foreign man's body gushed into the smell of Shanon. The smell of musk is so luxurious and sensual. His body uncoordinatedly trembled so enamored. He was sure that this foreign man had already felt a powerful throb from his heart.

"Are you okay?" he was right in Shanon's ear.

He groaned inwardly as the man's hand stroked his long black hair. This is no good. He is not someone he knows. Spontaneous Shannon breaks away and tidies her hair.

He nodded. "Thanks." -." His movements were agitated and even looked wrong.

A slanted smile rose on the lips of the foreign man. He seems to know everything that happened to Shanon.

Goddamnit! He is trapped in this situation.

"I don't accept your thanks."

"Oh well," he replied quickly highlighting the vexation at the man's unreasonable answer. "Whatdoyouwant? You want me to pay you?"

Couldn't it be? Lots of people who look luxurious but harden the appearance to get money or free drinks.

The man nodded increasingly enthusiastically. "Your name" he no longer asked.

Shanon realized this man was hard to refute and replied, "Keep your hope deep, Mr. Strangers."

Not yet able to get away, Viella came messing with the atmosphere. He shouted calling Shanon by his real name.

"Shanon, you have to dance!" viella shouted towards him. He rolled his eyes almost in despair as the foreign man standing before him smiled in satisfaction.

"Shanon?" repeat the man with an interested expression.

Viella looked at him and Shanon alternately. He knew how bad his best friend thought was. Experience always points to the fact that Viella used to work on it.

"His name is Shanon Aldeana."

"Vi!" shanon's jolt was not happy almost to strangle his best friend until his last breath ran out.

"Shanon Aldeana," the man repeated while giving a satisfied smile full of arrogance. His voice was perfect when he mentioned the name of Shanon. He's winning. His wish was granted only because of the mouth of a friend of Shanon who could not be braked at all. "A pretty name for a pretty woman."

Shanon immediately growled indifferently. This man must be a bastard who often changes partners. Instantly the attractive face was coupled with the negative thoughts of Shanon.

He is a jerk!

Right, no human is perfect.

"I'm Jared Walter." He forcefully pulled and shook Shanon's hand as if doing it the right way. Uh. This foreign man's hands are also very soft.

"Nice to meet you, Shanon."

"Gmp!" it was Shannon's only response.

The stranger, named Jared, took something out of his wallet, put a card in Shanon's hand and put on a smile that could weaken the legs of all women. He brought his face closer and made Shanon silently hold his breath. He should have avoided it, right?

"Don't dance like that again, Shanon or you'll regret it next time."

Shanon breathed in disbelief.  Without waiting for a reply, Jared immediately continued his sentence.

"Until we meet again, beautiful."

He releases Shanon's hand which is still frozen in place. Jared gave a brief nod to Viella before passing away leaving the two of them.

What's happening just now?

"Wow Shany!" viella shouted strongly with raised eyebrows. "How do you pull a guy out like that in minutes?"

Shanon could only shake stiffly. He believes his body will immediately touch the floor if he does not turn his mind to anything else. His head lowered and looked at the business card Jared had pinned in his hand.

Jared Walter

Entrepreneurs

+14122233388

432 Park Avenue, #96, New York City

Whats?

He lives on Park Avenue?

That elite area will not be occupied by ordinary people. Shannon was embarrassed to remember offering her previous payment.

It's all the stranger's fault.

Jared Walter, you are the best and most handsome bastard I've ever known!