Chapter 130 - Tear Stained

Saturday night,

"Did you talk to Scott?" Adam asked Stella, running his fingers through the silky locks of her hair. 

Stella was lying over his bare chest with her arms wrapped around his toned waist. Adam was hugging her with one of his arms while the other one was busy playing with her hair. Oh! How much he loved to do that! 

"I did talk to him but he turned down the offer once again." Stella replied, pursing her lips in the end.

"Did he tell you why?" Adam chuckled softly. Though he could not see her face, but he could tell that she was pursing her lips just from the tone of her voice.

"He don't want to be a trouble for us." Stella replied, shrugging her shoulders. 

"Well, it's his choice if he doesn't want to stay here with us but rather at some hotel." She continued to which Adam nodded as he started to rub her back.

Soon Stella drifted to sleep, followed by Adam.

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Scott entered the club of his hotel. He was getting bored and didn't have anything else to do. He only came to Berlin for his meeting with Adam. He would have left by now but he decided to extend his stay for a week.

As soon as he entered the bar, he caught the attention of every girl in there. Under their observing gazes, he quietly made his way to the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. 

"A martini, please." He ordered for his drink and began to look around his surroundings.

"Not bad." He muttered under his breath after taking in his surroundings. 

He turned his head back to face the counter as the bartender served his drink. 

"Enjoy, Sir." The bartender spoke up before turning his attention to others.

Scott picked up his glass and took a sip leisurely when his eyes accidentally fell on the person sitting next to him. 

A girl who was dressed in a black body hugging dress, was busy chugging down her vodka directly from the bottle. Her smokey eye makeup was smudged because of the tears that were running down her fair cheeks non stop. 

Her straight dark brown hair was tied up in a high pony, cascading over her bare back. The golden lowlights in them, glowed under the dim lights of the bar. Her upper body was leaning over the counter as sher took big gulps from the bottle.

"Are you okay Miss?" Scott couldn't help but ask her. 

She turned to her left and stared at the man who had interrupted her. Her fiery red lips curled up in a smirk as she leaned her face close to his ear.

"Well, don't you look good?" She murmured seductively next to his ear. 

"Are you alright?" He asked her again, ignoring her remark.

"How much for a night?" Instead of answering him, she replied with a question of her own.

"Excuse me?" Scott was taken aback by her query. "I think you are making a mistake here."

"Don't worry about the money, just name your price." She continued. "The amount doesn't matter to me as long as you can help me forget about that bast*** for one night." She looked at him with her tearful eyes. 

For some unknown reason, Scott felt his heartache looking at her test stained face. He could tell that she wasn't someone to ask random men like this. Someone must have hurt her. 

"Where do you live?" Scott asked her. 

"So, is it a yes?" The girl looked at him with hopeful expression.

"Where do you live?" Scott repeated his question. 

"I will tell you, you can be the driver." She replied with a smirk.

"You didn't bring a driver with you?" He asked her, his face turning black.

"I never bring a driver with me." She replied.

"And how did you think you will go back? Drive yourself in this condition." He scoffed.

"I could have gotten a room booked for myself." She just shrugged in response.

"Let's go." Scott gulped down the rest of his martini in one go as he stood up. 

"Bill it to the penthouse upstairs." He said to the bartender and turned around to leave.

The girl in black jumped from her bar stool and lost her balance. She would have ended on the floor if it wasn't for Scott's fast reflexes. He placed an arm around her shoulders to support her, hoisting her body up, while the other one picked up her clutch.

He guided her all the way to the parking lot where she pointed towards a maroon Audi R8 and then toward her clutch.

After finding the key, he unlocked the car and helped he settle in before putting her seat belt on. After making sure she was secured in comfortably, he made his way to the driving side.

He turned on the ignition after settling in and drove in the direction she asked him to.