His little obsession

The flashing neon light and deafening bass of the rest-bar hammered against Rachel's temples .her friends had practically dragged her here .but from the moment she stepped inside a throbbing headache began to consume her. Over whelmed and feeling completely oru of place,she sought refuge in a quiet, dimly lit corner

That was when she saw him~

Sitting just a few feet away was aman who looked unreal up, he wore a crisp black shirt with the sleeves rolled up , paired with white pants.the stark contrast highlighted his sharp Javeline , brood shoulder and an intense , commanding aura .he was dangerously handsome

Rachel stood frozen , entirely mesmerized

Nothing her gaze ,the man slowly raised a single dark eyebrow at her in silent inquiry flustered Rachel quickly shook her head.silently signaling that it was nothing, before another word could be exchanged his phone chimed.he glanced at the screen ,stood up gracefully, and walked toward the restroom area to take the call.

Whithin of minutes, Rachel's headache escalated into a wave of intense nausea.clutching her stomach,she rushed toward the restroom corridor, but before into her path , blocking her way with sleazy grins

" Hey sweetheart, lost ? " One of them sneered reaching for her wrist

Painc surged through Rachel, " help ! Someone please help !". She gasped, backing away against the wall

" Scream all you want ,little girl. No .one's coming for you," the second guy smirked

" Let her go. Now '.

Rachel opened her eyes to see the man in the black shirt stepping out from the corridor.without waiting for a response,he grabbed the first guy by his collar and slammed him against the wall with terrifying ease, a violent brawl broke out. Though Alex effortlessly subdued both men.a shorpring from one of their watches grazed his hand, causing a deep cut that began to bleed.

"Please! Stop! Leave them... let's just go!" Rachel. Pleaded, her voice trembling.

Breathing heavily, Alex glanced at the unconscious men on the floor, wiped the blood from his knuckles, and turned to her, " come with me", he commanded softly, taking her by the wrist and guiding her out to his sleek black car.

Inside the quiet safety of his vehicle, Rachel immediately grabbed a first -aid kit from the glove. Her hand shook as she gently cleaned the wound on his hand.

Alex watched her silent, careful movement. " You're just a kid" he murmured, his vioce surprisingly gently, " did you come her alone?"

"No...I come with you friends Rachel whispered fixing a bandage over his cut . She looked up into his dark eyes " thank you... for saving me back there".

" Don't worry about ", Alex replied smoothly.

" I'm Rachel, by the way . what's your name?" She asked timidly

Alex tilted his head, amused. " Why do you to know? "

" Just ..... So I know who saved me ", she offered a small smile.

"Alex ".

"Oh , that's a nice name ", she murmured

" And your is Rachel ", Alex said , a subtle, handsome smile touching his lips, " I come here quite often, but I've never seen you around".

" It's my first time in a place like this", she admitted. " My friends pushed me to come".

Alex nodded thoughtfully. " I usually drop by every Saturday or Sunday. Don't take it the wrong way . Do you drink?".

Rachel shook her head quickly. " No, I don't like drinking".

" Fair enough. Mind if I have a drink?" He asked, reaching for a flask.

" Sure , it's fine".

As Alex took a slow sip, Rachel was hit by a sudden Harsh coughing fit. Desperate to soothe her throat she reached for a clear bottle sitting near. The liquid burned like fire down her throat

Rachel gasped, her eyes watering. "Isn't.... Isn't that water?"

Alex stered at her, deadpan , "It's pure alcohol. Rachel,,

Her eyes widened in sheer painc. " Wait..... What?!"

Driven by fear, she opened the car door and tried to force herself to vomit on the pavement. Alex couldn't help but chuckle at her dramatic innocence he pulled her back inside by her shoulders.

" Rachel, silly. Get back in . You'll be fine by morning, " he chuckled , pulling her back into the leather seat.

Overwhelmed by the burning sensation and the sudden dizziness settling over her brain, Rachel leaned back against the headrest. The alcohol was hitting her fast.

" Tell me about your self, Alex...." She slurred softly, her guard completely down.

Alex's gaze hardened slightly. " Rule number one, little girl: don't like being questioned "

Rachel flinched, her cheeks flushing. " Oh ... I'm sorry

Seeing her shy away, alex sighed softly.his tone softly " tell me about your self first. Then I'll answer".

Nodding sluggishly , Rachel stared talking. " Well .... I'm Rachel, I'm nineteen " as she spoke, a sudden wave of heat surged through her chest

" Yeah... Just.. the drink, " she murmured, before rambling on about her simple life. Her stuclies, and how she always tried to be a good girl. Alex listened attentively a faint , amused smile playing on his lips the entire time.

When she finished, she leaned closer to him, her eyes heavy with intoxication. " Now .....you turn.tell me ".

Alex chuckled low in his throat " alright. I'm alex and I'm thirty-six "

The room seemed to tilt. The heavy haze of alcohol instantly evaporated from Rachel's mind, replaced pure shock. She blinked rapidly, staring at his smooth skin shorp jawline, and athletic frame.

" You're lying!" Rachel gasped out loud. " There's no way you're thirty-six !! You look twenty- six !"

Rachel sat back, entirely speechless, processing the massive seventeen -year age gap between them.

Alex's eyes roomed over her face, taking in her flushed cheeks and soft, " are you really nineteen? You act like a little girl, but.... " His gaze dipped downward for a fraction of a second before returning to her eyes. " Your body certainly doesn't say so."

A deep , rosy blush crept up Rachel neck. The alcohol was swirling through her vein again making her unusually bold

" Well..... " Rachel whispered, learning in so close he could smell the faint scent of vanilla on her . " You don't look thirty-six either, you look like a hot , spicy twenty - six -year -old with Gym body!!

Alex raised an eyebrow, a dark glint appearing in his eyes, " is that how you where looking at me inside the bar ?"

" Yes Rachel confessed recklessly, her fingers reaching out to lightly grip the collar of his black shirt.

Alex's breath hitched slightly. His gaze drifted down to her lips- soft, plum - coloured and utterly templing. Without talk his eyes off her, Alex raised his hand , his calloused thum gently pressed against her lower lip, rubbing it in a slow hypnotic rhythm.

Their eyes locked inthe dim interior of the car, fill with an unsaid, dangerous promise.