Chapter 2 Bet and Revenge

Damon's POV

"The great Damon who's been single for a long time now, what's your plan? Don't you have any plans to even taste a woman? Are you gay?"

I heard Noah ask me a question as we sat down. I can hear the teasing in his tone. So I just ignored him and poured whiskey into the glass for me.

"You've been single for so many years, bro. How's your semen doing? Do you have a plan to just stock that or maybe you prefer to use your hand more than a woman," Lucas also took up the topic with a cheeky laugh.

I ignored him as well and straightened up the whiskey. I remained to stare at the emptiness and rest my body. These motherfuckers would never stop laughing me on this topic every time they invited me to have a drink. For these poor playboys with only money left, it would be incredible that they haven't fucked a woman for one day, let alone years.

"Did you just invite me to express your boring opinions about my life? I should go instead of wasting my time here. What do you think?" I asked them and sipped the wine.

Noah laughed and even patted me on the arm.

"Just kidding, dude. But aren't you really shaping up right now? Just one?" He asked further.

I just shook my head and looked around the whole club.

This club, Horizon Nights, is Noah's most recent property, which has just opened for about two or three months. But this was the first time I came here.

I was always bust at work. But they did already invited me many times. And another thins is that, although I have no interest in such places, I just fell empty and I want the alcohol to touch my throat so I agreed.

"What did you think and set up this kind of business? Apart from being a womanizer," I asked him when I heard that their conversation had changed and that his club was the topic.

He glanced at me for a moment and shrugged.

"It's been his dream ever since, dude. You don't seem to know Noah," said Lucas and like me, he looked around the whole place. "But you already have a lot of guests with big names here, huh. What is your secret?"

I focused my gaze on Noah and waited for his answer to Luke's question. He looks like looking for someone who's around.

"The bartender here, Vivien, introduced someone to me right after the opening. Damn, she's so fucking hot, bro. She is the one that all the guests have been visiting here since the beginning," Noah said and looked around again. "If you could just see how fucking sexy and hot she is."

I hissed.

He means that the reason why his club is so popular totally depends on a sexy waitress? I didn't bother to care about this guy who was full of woman's ass and ignored his next words.

To be honest, I kind of want to leave already. It was a mistake to say yes to their invitation!

At this time, I could hear exactly what seemed to be a commotion near us. It got my attention. I roamed my eyes around me and then I found that the sound of commotion seemed to come from the same area where we are -- the VIP area.

It appeared that the guests in another booth were forcing a waitress to drink. But there were too many bodyguards around the seat. I can only vaguely see the woman's side face through the gap of these bodyguards' bodies.

And just such a blurred profile aroused countless memories of me.

When she looked up and we both met each other's gaze, I could feel my heartbeat slowing down as I stared at her. What the hell is she doing here?

Flashback

Christmas night is getting deeper. My gaze shifted to the flowers scattered on the floor and to the candlelight dinner I had prepared for her. I spent some time preparing for it because I wanted this night to be perfect for me and especially for her. I want her to never forget this night as she said "yes" to me. But it has been a few hours and she's still not showing up.

I gasped and looked at my cell phone, looking forward to her text but none. I tried calling her again but her phone is now out of reach. I no longer knew what to think.

Could it be that something bad has happened to her?

I was shocked when I heard the doorbell ring along with my heartbeat. Overjoyed, thinking it was her, I hurried to the door to open it.

But my jaw dropped when I saw her sister, Claire. I even looked behind her thinking maybe she was just hiding there but nothing.

"Where's Ava?" I asked her in astonishment, but instead of her answering me, she went straight inside so I followed her right away.

I immediately saw her grin as she looked at the things I had prepared for her sister.

"What's this? Are you planning to propose to her tonight?" She mockingly asked me. I frowned and nodded.

"Where is she? She doesn't answer my call," I said and sat down.

She didn't answer and instead had something to do with her cellphone. When she turned to me, I saw the anger in her eyes.

"While you are here waiting for her, this is what she was doing all the time. Do you think you can still ask a woman like her to marry you?" She asked and suddenly put the cellphone on my face.

My heart stopped beating for a moment when I saw who was in the video.

It was Ava, with a man beside her. They were both naked and wrapped in blankets as if they had just finished what they had done – whatever they had done. I laughed and almost threw the cellphone back at her.

"Is this a fucking prank? That's not Ava. Why are you doing this?!" I yell at her. I could feel my heart split when she laughed.

"Ava is not just an innocent woman, My poor Damon. You are taken in by her. You all think she is pure and innocent just because of her face and the way she talks, but she's not! She's a dirty bitch! You have always chosen the wrong woman."

I didn't believe Claire that day because I didn't want to. I couldn't ruin Ava's image of me to the point that I even wanted an explanation from her even though what I saw was very clear.

Claire looked at me as if she were pitying me. She approached me step by step, trying to grab me from behind, squeezing her large breasts against my back.

"My dear Damon, it's not your fault. You were just deceived by my sister, that dissolute woman. I told you I was the right woman for you, didn't I? She is only an illegitimate daughter of my family, a real gold digger, a prostitute who can sell her body for money. She doesn't deserve you at all."

I couldn't even think about what she was saying, but just I pushed her away and hurried out the door and ran into this cold Christmas night.

The next day, I went to her campus and waited for her but she didn't show up anymore. I tried to wait but she never showed up. She's the reason why I ended up being miserable until now. Because of her, I saw nothing else. She was the basis of everything for me.

And to this day, after so many years, I still can't forget her stunning face. I didn't even expect that I would see her here, in this kind of place after three years.

Much has changed in her.

Her body has always been beautiful, especially her face. Everyone was calling her "The Aphrodite" back then because of her beautiful face – gentle, attractive, and innocent – one of the reasons why I fell in love with her at first sight.

But now, she was dressed in Sexy Bunny Girl's clothes, her slim waist is outlined by her corset, and her charming chest is wrapped in a low collar shirt. Wearing white fluffy rabbit ears, she struggled and cried in the arms of an old man.

The tears did not detract from her beauty. On the contrary, when tears run down her angelic face, all men will go crazy for her.

Now I understand why this club is being visited.

"It looks like your eyes are still effective, bro. That's the woman I was talking about earlier. Everyone goes here and is willing to pay as much as possible just for one night with her." I heard Noah mentioned. I kept my eyes on Ava.

Three years ago, every time I kissed her, I would be careful, for fear of defiling her beauty; Now, she is still so beautiful, but I just want to tear off all her clothes and fuck her to cry.

I remembered what Clare said. A real gold digger? A prostitute who can sell her body for money?

That's fucking right!

"So, have you tasted her yet?" Lucas asked Noah.

"Stupid, no. She's not into sex, bro. She's just entertaining some guests here," he replied and turned to me. "Do you want to bet?" He asked.

"What?" "What?" I replied to them absently. I watched Ava crying and struggling desperately, but no one saved her. This scene is not uncommon in such clubs, and everyone is used to it. Anyway, she asked for it, didn't she?

"Since you're the only single here, let's make a bet. I will give you this club if you could sleep with her within three months. Dare?" Noah declared.

Now, those men have begun to tear her clothes and stockings. At this time, Ava finally found me. It was obvious that she recognized me, but she didn't ask me for help.

Maybe she actually liked the older guys better than me, her jilted ex-boyfriend?

What a fucking joke, Noah.

I didn't answer any words, but just stood up and walked over. Those bodyguards seemed to want to stop me from disturbing their boss for fun, but I ignored them. I knew Noah would help me deal with these people.

I grabbed Ava by the wrist, pulled her out of the man's arms, and without hesitation I lowered my head and kissed her.

Sleep with her, huh?

This woman made me miserable for so many years and I still want her. I want her to go crazy over me again and make her think the betrayal she did to me three years ago was the worst mistake she ever made.