The Vixen's Man

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She gritted her teeth as she recalled how rude this perv was to her. She remembered that his name

was Blake .She was about to show herself to them when a female came running to the woman the guy

had sex with..

"You b*tch!” The woman in white grabbed the other female’s hair.

"Vanessa! Stop that!" Blake ordered as he tried to separate the two women.

He pulled the woman in black, he had a quickie with away from Vanessa.

"Go now Denice!”

The woman called Denice quickly did as she was told.

"Let me go! Why did you f*ck that wh*re?” Vanessa asked Blake.

Blake released her. "Must I remind you that we are not in a relationship?"

His handsome face was not showing any emotion but his voice was steely and Vanessa’s face

softened. She then touched his arm.

"Cupcake don't I satisfy you in bed? Why do you need other women?"

He removed her hand then shook his head. " How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want to

be in a relationship? We f*ck when we want to. It was all just sex. You agreed to that set up didn’t you?

So why the hell are you being possessive? “ He asked in an arctic voice.

Pauline had to cover her mouth with her hand to muffle a sound of shock while her eyes narrowed .She

pulled her friend from their hiding place to go back to the bar. She had too much of that Blake! She NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

couldn’t believe how he treated his women! They were like toys to him!

"Wow chummy! Isn't that oh-so delicious man the one who threw your bag before?" Asked Pauline

when they reached their table. She just nodded angrily.

"He is so puffed up! He thinks so highly of himself! He is shameless and a perv! He was with a woman

and he had the guts to have a quickie with another female? His semen is bigger than his brain!" she

said while heavily frowning.

"DUH?! Chummy, don't you have eyes? When I first saw him with you I was like -Ohh emm gheee! He

is so hot! The tattoo...the muscles...the oh-so delicious body and face! He looks dreamy!!" Pauline said

giddily.

She snorted. "Since when did you like his kind?"

"Oh Heather! I don’t know if you are pretending not to know that his kind is what most women desire!

What we saw was a proof! Two women almost had a cat fight! You haven’t gotten over what he did to

your bag that’s why you are like that! Don’t be a hyprocrite chummy! Who wouldn't like and want such a

dream?"

"More like a nightmare!" She said while she drank her margarita.

"Chummy! If any woman would be lucky enough to turn Blake into a one-woman man, every day would

be like Christmas because she is gonna feast on his oh so delicious body. New Year too because he

would explode inside her every single night! " Pauline giggled.

She just rolled her eyes and pouted .

"Hey here comes Catherine and she is with her brother! “ Pauline even winked at her.

Their friend Catherine was a model. She didn’t expect that her brother would come with her. Marx had

been vocal that he liked her. He was also very attractive. She liked him too but that time she liked Nick

more. She preferred the mysterious type like her half-sister’s husband. She almost grinned when she

remembered the past. She just sat there while they wait for them The siblings had to say hello to some

people in the bar.

Her mind was still preoccupied with Blake. She had to think of ways on how to get back at him. A smirk

broke her lips when she saw the woman he had a quickie with. She was about to go out of the bar.

"Wait I need to talk to someone. " she said to Pauline before getting up.

"Miss!" she called the woman.

The woman turned her head. She raised a brow. The woman called Denice was pretty too.

"Yes?" She asked with a frown while looking nervously behind her back.

Maybe she thought I was with that Vanessa. She told herself while suppressing a sneer.

" I saw you with Blake. Is he your boyfriend?" she asked.

Denise’s face turned pale. "D-Don't tell me that you are his girlfriend too?"

"Oh no...no..." She shook her head.

The woman looked relieved.

"Don't worry I am not his girlfriend. I won't be caught dead with him." She said with an expression which

showed disgust.

The woman looked puzzled. “What? Are you serious? I myself let him use me though I know he would

never be my man. A lot of other women want to be his girlfriend but you don’t seem to like him. Why?"

"Well I don’t want to have a sexually transmitted disease so I advise you to get a medical check-up as

soon as possible! He f*cks a lot of different women simulataneously including you!” She said with a

concerned tone.

***

She couldn't still get over the woman's face after what she told her. She was back at their table but she

couldn’t seem to stop smiling. Her revenge was a success!

One point! She told herself.

"Don't you want to dance babe?" asked Marx.

Catherine and Pauline giggled as they looked at Marx and then at her.

Since she was so happy because she was able to somehow got back at Blake, she she finished the

margarita in her glass before accepting Marx’s offer. There was no harm in flirting with him just for

tonight. Marx was a good choice to flirt with because he was good-looking and he knew that she was

not looking for a serious relationship. He was aware that she only wanted fun. He looked at her

appreciatively. She was wearing a sexy red dress which was a good match for her lips. Her hair was

loose and she had red strappy heels on. She knew that she looked hot.

"You look great tonight Babe." Said Marx as he led her to the dance floor.

She had put on one of her favorite perfume which was Pretty Hot by Elizabeth Arden. She liked to

always smell delicious.

"Just tonight?" she huskily asked him and he grinned.

They were on the dance floor dancing. Marx occasionally held her slim waist during their dance which

she didn't really mind. She just concentrated on having a blast because tomorrow she would face a

new chapter of her life. Few people were on the dance floor since it was still early. She started to tease

Marx by wrapping her arms around his nape. The top of her head reached his brows. She had four

inches heels on. He seemed to be delighted having the chance to dance this close to her. They were

used to dancing in a group. They were grinning and grinding to the music when she felt someone

grabbed her bottom. She angrily turned to look at the man.

It was Blake!

His eyes were hard as he stared at her. She angrily faced him and was about to slap him but he caught

her hand.

"Hey dude what’s your problem?!” Max asked him with a heavy frown.

Blake looked at him and his eyes were like slits.

"Don't you dare butt in not unless you want me to hit you in the face!” He threatened.

They had to speak a little louder since the music was a bit loud. The other dancers started to get

curious. She knew that Marx was not into brawls. Blake was taller and hunkier than him and he really

looked pissed. She hated to admit it but Blake was really way hotter than Marx. He was wearing a

black shirt under a denim jacket with short sleeves. He had black jeans too.

"You are so vulgar! How dare you! You really have no manners!" she snapped at him.

He just sneered before grabbing her arm. Marx just stared at them as Blake pulled her with him.

"Let me go you beast!" she demanded in an annoyed tone.

There was an alley going to the back of the bar. He made her lean her back on the wall. The light from

the street lamp made the alley a little bright. One man and two women were passing by and were

looking at them curiously

"What's with you? You are a barbaric monster!" She accused him.

Blake's face was very close to hers and his nostrils were flaring.

"So the princess of darkness is back! Did the Australian government threw you out because they had

too much of you?!" he asked.

She gritted her teeth. Since he was holding her left forearm, she tried to slap him with her free hand.

As expected, he was able to take hold of her hand before it landed on his cheek.

"You ogre!" she yelled.

He was now looking lasciviously at the rise and fall of her breasts. She noticed that his lips twitched

upwards to one side. He let out a sneer.

"Well even if you are such a brat you are still a woman and since I am a virile man, I can stomach an

obnoxious female like you." He suddenly said insultingly.

"”You pervert!” She angrily said.

Blake pinned her arms above her head.

"You call me a pervert? Maybe you really want me to ravish you and share my STD with you!" he said

savagely before roughly kissing her.