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illuminating and beautiful Anile." He whispers.
    Okay, that's enough of his cheesiness!
    "And you are trying too hard." I joke as I get to my feet. I am in no mood for another one-hundred and eighty pound Bastard thinking he can take what he wants from me by whispering sweet nothings into my ear.
    "Where are you going?" He asks stunned. His beautiful face is now full of frown lines.
    "To find someone worth the chase." I mutter leaning towards him.
    I turn on my heel and leave, proud and chuffed. I click my way back to the bar feeling good - all these compliments really are going to my head. No, that is the drink, stupid!
    I order a large cocktail - one more will not hurt. While I sip the freshly poured Sex on the Beach - relishing in the sweet orgasmic flavour - I stand watching everyone dance and make-out in public. My thoughts annoyingly return to sex. How long will I be a bloody virgin? Maybe I should ask Derek to rectify the problem - I don't want to hold on to it anymore. I jump when I think of my best friend - Derek, I need to find him, he's probably worried sick about me!
    After ten minutes of searching the toilets, the dance floor and even outside, I give up, knowing exactly where he is - Skank! I mutter mentally, knowing he is seeing to that girl.
    Upon giving up on everyone, I accept my lonely fate and take my place on the dance floor. I close my eyes and dance away to the enchanting sound of Mariah Carey - Beautiful. The song fills my ears with a sense of passion - all hope isn't lost - I giggle. At least I can get some kind of passion in my life - even if it is only from music!
    Within no time at all, I feel gentle hands slide around my waist. My eyes shoot open to see Cast eyeing me with a 'sorry' expression. Wow, his eyes are so damn blue, and sexy! He's one beautiful man. His touch sadly does nothing for me though - will I ever get the static feeling of lust from anyone other than Elijah? I frown unknowingly.
    "Can we start again? I obviously underestimated you Anile." He asks, leaning in on me.
    I smile while bowing my head. Maybe I can just have some fun with him.
    "What the hell is this?" I hear someone shout from behind us.
    I don't need to see who it is. I know exactly who it is - how can I forget! I quickly turn - mirroring Casts' quick reaction - to see Elijah, simmering almost to the point of exploding. Holy shit! I turn back around so I'm not facing him - his gaze is so damn intense! I try to make a quick getaway.
    Luckily I make it to the back of the crowd - alone. Peering back, I try to catch a glimpse of what's going on. I can see Elijah and Cast arguing with one another. I cannot hear them because the music is too loud but you do not have to be an expert to read their body language. They are both pointing fingers, gritted teeth; Elijah is thrashing his hand all around. I swallow hard, feeling extremely guilty, knowing this is all my fault. No it is not! He doesn't own you! No, he bloody doesn't own me!
    I continue walking to the back of the club - I need to find Derek and get the hell out of here. A thought springs to mind - how the hell does Elijah know I'm here? That damn security guard! I know it was him. What the fuck is wrong with these men?
    I continue my search for Derek - pissed off. I again search the toilets, the smoking area and every VIP booth but I still cannot find him. I'll try to call him. When I pull my phone free from my silver beaded clutch bag, I see ten missed calls; six from my father and four from Elijah. I shake my head at them both, knowing I will never break free from these controlling dominant Bastards!
    Derek does not answer his phone. He has obviously left. I decide to do the same. It's his own fault for not telling me where he was going.
    While I make my way around the crowd of people - hoping to avoid the devil himself - my pinch of luck fails me. Elijah comes up from behind me, screaming.
    "Anile - stop. Stop now! I am warning you!"
    I try to ignore him but he screams