Chapter 3 - Night Out

I rolled my eyes, I hated all men today.

I saw he had started to laugh and if I wasn't so furious right now I may have considered him handsome.

His eyes were of a dark brown and his hair was curly. He was tall and muscled enough to notice his muscles from several meters afar, my mind immediately drifted to the thought of all the women he probably cheated on thanks to his charm.

Carl wasn't even that handsome yet he cheated on me.

I slammed the door of the car close and I walked by him ignoring him until his voice made me halt, "Cinderella, may I help you?"

I ignored him and started to walk away, I can hear his footsteps following me.

"Whoever you are, leave me alone," I say annoyed. The cleavage of the dress probably attracted him or made him think I was easy prey, that's why I barely wore that kind of dress. I didn't like being stared at or being talked to.

"I just saw you removing a wedding dress and wearing a one-piece dress, my curiosity is legitimate."

Sometimes the voices don't suit people's appearance, for instance, mine didn't suit me, my voice was the voice of a grown up teenager.

But his voice, so suave and euphonious, as if I could hear his strong personality through it.

I walked by him, I opened the door, and reached the counter, I could feel a few gazes on me and I wonder if it wasn't a better idea to wear my wedding dress instead. At least in that case no man would dare to talk to me.

The guy walked behind me, "the drinks are on me." He said, as soon as I heard him say that sentence I let out all the repressed anger.

"I was just dumped today because I earn a lot, I don't need you to pay for my drink," I said, trying to sound as cold and annoying as I wanted to sound.

"No, way." I could see his face changing and his facial muscles tensing to hold back his laughs.

He probably had put two and two together and figured out I was dumped at my wedding.

"He left you before the marriage?"

The bartender placed my drink on the counter, I lifted it and finished it in a few sips. I didn't even know what he ordered but I needed a drink so desperately that as soon as I finished it, I narrowed my eyes and gestured to him to get me another one.

"That was my drink, but suit you." The man commented and I scoffed turning around, maybe If I told him what happened to me he would finally leave me alone.

"He left me during the wedding, he forgot he had to say yes and he said that he cheated on me instead." I force a smile, "happy now?"

I spotted his forehead slightly creasing and I can perceive a glimpse of pity in his gaze.

"Then please, let me offer all the drinks you order. To apologize for being of the same gender as this asshole."

The bartender left two drinks on the counter, the man lifted his glass and he finally left me alone, joining a table with two of his friends.

I leaned my head on my arms which were tied on the counter and I could already feel the effects of the drink on me. Carl was right, I didn't have any friends and I couldn't even remember the last time I spent a night out.

My life revolved around my career and now I was left with nothing else than money and thousands of people who worked for me.

At the third drink, I could feel the effect of the gin in the drinks, my legs felt lighter and my head started spinning.

I could still remember what had happened to me so my purpose is not fulfilled and I ordered another drink.

The bartender looked at me suspicious yet he placed another glass on the encounter and travelled his gaze on me, "are you sure?" He asked.

"Oh God, give me a strong martini please," I begged.

I could hear him scoff and I unconsciously sighed.

He poured the gin and added some ice on it, then he shook the bottle and finally, my drink was ready.

The next day two weeks of honeymoon started and I probably was going to spend them in my bed listening to sad songs and eating a bunch of junk food. That was the only form of entertainment I could think of.

I took a few sips of the drink and my sight got blurry, I didn't like the taste of alcohol much, it made me nauseous quickly. I felt a desperate need to pee, a sign that the alcohol hit way too hard.

As soon as I stand up from my chair I lost my balance, my head was spinning and I could barely take a step before my feet slided away.

Two big hands held around my hips and prevented me from falling.

When I turned around, two big dark eyes stared at me.

"Cinderella is drunk."

I didn't know why but all of a sudden his joke of calling me Cinderella was the best joke I heard and I laughed loudly as a result.

"I have to pee," I said between the laughs.

"You should remove your heels then," he pointed at my white heels reminding me of the wedding. I lifted my feet as he held me, I removed first my right heel and then my left one.

I kicked them away and I screamed as I stare at my pumps sliding away, "fuck you."

The man giggled, "you're so wasted." He commented my conditions, I didn't remember being drunk was so funny. I felt overwhelmed in joy all of a sudden and I didn't even know why. One minute before I was laughing and the next one I was wrapping my arm around him.

His shoulders were so big, I turned around and leaned closer to his ear, "He dumped me because I am the one who wears pants in the couple. I want to spend all the money I own to buy the company he works for and then make him work for me.." I said, and as I hear the words that slipped out of my tongue I started to laugh at my own joke.