Beauty POV

I wore a fitted red mini dress and two-inch heels, with my straight hair cascading down. I didn't put on makeup because I hate the feeling of heat on my face, and I'm not comfortable wearing it.

I sighed. This is my second time going to a bar. The last time was with my cousin for her birthday, but I don't drink.

I hate parties and bars because they're noisy, and I'm not used to it. The first time I went, my expression wasn't good right away because I saw people making out everywhere.

After getting ready, I quickly went out and took a taxi to hurry since it was already 6:57 pm, and they were looking for me. I got in, paid, thanked the driver, and got off.

The 'Frenzy Bar' greeted me. Many people were inside, some didn't seem to care as they were kissing, hugging, and making out even on the sides.

I avoided looking around and walked towards the bar entrance. Two men were at the side and let me in. I suddenly felt nervous about this idea of mine. I immediately smelled the strong alcohol upon entering, so I winced. Everyone here was having fun. I ignored it and quickly looked for the VIP area they reserved. I went up the stairs and saw them with a man.

Lana was laughing with the man she was hugging, along with Luna and Mark. But like before, Luna was the only one who seemed serious.

Why was there a man? I was about to leave. Lana caught my eye and waved happily.

"Beauty! Come here!" They all looked at me, including their companions.

I felt uncomfortable, but I managed to smile and walk towards them.

"Come here quickly," Xiana happily pulled my arm to sit on the soft couch and handed me a glass of tequila.

"Go ahead, drink," Lana said.

I looked at the glass they were drinking from while I just stared at it. Last time I knew, I didn't like the taste even though others said it was good.

"No, it's fine. I'll just have juice--"

"Juice? Denise, we're in a bar to drink. Besides, our finals are coming up. Have some fun for once, right?" she chuckled to her friend beside her and rolled her eyes.

"Drink up, girl. Your life is so boring," Mark interjected.

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"Don't mind them. They're already drunk. Just drink if you want," Luna said seriously and downed the tequila before placing it on the table.

I looked at my glass and slowly drank it. I closed my eyes at the taste that hit my throat, quickly swallowed it without hesitation, and then squeezed the lemon on the side. This is the last time I'm drinking tequila ever again.

"See, it's good," Lana grinned and laughed.

I forced a smile, stood up immediately, and bid them goodbye. I felt hot, and I didn't expect the tequila to hit me so quickly.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Lana's companion offered. I didn't like the way he looked at me since I arrived.

I immediately rejected him.

"I can handle myself."

"No, let him escort yo--" Lana interrupted, heating up not just my body but also my head.

"I said it's fine," I said firmly.

They fell silent at my words. I didn't want to be rude, but I didn't want to engage with them again, especially with the man. I knew my voice didn't sound good because even I didn't like their teasing now.

It's different from when I first met them.

I think there's something wrong with the drink.

I gave them a cold stare. Not one of them spoke.

"I'm out," I said finally and turned away from them. I needed to leave this place immediately.

The heat I felt worsened.

I struggled to hold onto the wall, my body weakening, feeling dizzy, and the heat overwhelming me. I felt like crying because I didn't know what to do.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn't help but sob. I didn't want to call my friend because she'd be really mad at me, and my dad might find out where I am.

I sat on the side. I shouldn't have trusted them from the start. I think they put something in my drink; that's the conclusion in my mind. They didn't tell me there was a man with them, and I really didn't like the way Lana's companion looked at me earlier, which made me uncomfortable. Why did she insist on accompanying me with the man?

Tears streamed down my face as I felt the burning sensation, and I was embarrassed. I really didn't know what to do. I looked up and saw two black pairs of shoes in front of me. My eyes blurred as I looked up at them.

I know it's a man.

I swallowed, unable to make out his face until he bent down to meet my gaze. My lips parted when I saw his serious face and slightly messy hair. He was wearing a white t-shirt and black pants, and his strong cologne filled my nose. His thick eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at me.

He's a striking man with a captivating dark charm. His style effortlessly blends sophistication and edge, making heads turn wherever he goes. I couldn't speak, just kept staring at him. This man is unreal. I swallowed when I looked at his lips.

I suddenly felt tempted by his red lips.

I looked away. This is really bad, Beauty!

Tears formed again. I shouldn't be feeling this...

"Such a crying kid, tsk!" he muttered coldly.

What is happening to myself?

I wanted to kiss him.

I want to ease the heat on my body.

I hate myself now.

I pinched myself.

"C-can you help me?" I struggled to ask, tightly holding onto my dress and crying from the heat I felt. He raised an eyebrow, his face serious.

"A favor?" His lips quirked up.

"I don't make it for free."

I didn't know why my lips uttered the word 'yes' on their own, or maybe that's what I wanted. All I want now is to alleviate even a bit of what I'm feeling.

"K-kiss me."

I don't know why, but I feel like I'm taking a risk and sealing a deal with a devil. A dark smirk formed on his red lips.

"Sure."