Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 31

Sylvie was having the kind of fun she hadn't had in a while. Though, she didn't take any more drinks, the triple shot she had taken was more than enough to keep her going

She wasn't registering the faces of the people she met anymore. All she knew was that a lot of guys were willing to dance with her, and she slid to as many as she could. She had no idea they had been touching her butt. The few times she noticed, she concluded it was a A guy holding a bottle of alcohol caught up with her next

"Hey, angel. You look pretty cool, he had to yell over the music.

Sylvie heard and laughed. "Thank you."

"Here. Want more drink?"

Sylvie was tempted, but hell no, the babies....

"Nah, I'm drunk enough, she giggled.

"You sure? Are you drunk enough to take off your skirt?"

Her eyes widened in surprise, then she laughed. "You're silly!" She hit him on the chest.

He smile back at her. "Nah, I'm not. But I bet you'd like it if I was

Taking up the bottle, he let the liquid pour on her shirt. Sylvie giggled, licking some of it.

"Now, that's fucking beautiful!" He grabbed her ass.

It was only a second before someone pulled him off, forcefully. The guy was about throwing a fist when his eyes ran into Kage's. Although, he didn't know who Kage was, but the young man looked angrier than he was. "Get lost before I do something I won't regret, Kage warned.

"Take a chill pill, asshole, the guy mumbled and tried leaving.

Kage fisted his shirt, pulled him back and delivered a punch to his jaw. "What the fuck did you say?"

The act attracted the few people around them.

The man was surprised, as well as intimidated.

"Hey! What is wrong with you?" He yelled.

Kage shoved him aside, and he left with a glare. After which, Kage reached for Sylvie's hand, pulling her out of the club

Sylvie was still trying to ascertain if she wass seeing things. Because how wes Kage in front of her? Again when she was drunk? And did he just attack that guy?

"Hey...!" She tried to speak, but he couldn't hear her over the music.

As soon as they were outside, she yanked her hand away from his.

"What the hell are you doing!?" She demanded angrily, her cheeks pink. "Why the hell do you keep showing up when I'm drunk? And what makes you think it's cool to do what you did in there? I was having fun!"

Kage let his eyes roam over her. To think she admitted she was having fun while dressed in something like that unnerved him

"Do you really go around, letting every guy touch you while you're in this?" He was rather angry.

Sylvie glanced down at her skirt before scoffing. She was still very drunk, but she remembered what she had on before leaving the house.

"You don't expect me to wear a dinner dress to the club, do your

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I certainly don't expect you let every guy touch your ass

to the club. Kage seized

go!"

think

he didn't let go of her wrist. "We're not married anymore. Kage, so you don't have to worry about me bringing a stain to your name! You also have no right to think you can control me! Let me be and go back to you She tried going off again, but Kage wouldn't let her. Sylvie hated how tight his grip on her wrist was, and how it told her he was the only person that

of his sick fiancee, and now, she couldn't even have some fun to clear her head? Just who

She closed

hitting him in the chest. Her punches were almost laughable,

happened. She threw up on him. Her hand went over her belly as she

word, but he knew

ever puked on himself. It was the

the fuck is wrong

he got in response

from his chest and discovered she was half asleep already. Yeah,

him.

dragged her out of the club. Any one else He took the only option he had left-taking her to his car. He set

day, he wanted to be

possibly take Sylvie. Laying

didn't live in her own apartment

Back then, he'd tried getting her reason for moving out of her, but she wouldn't tell him. He concluded

could he possibly take her? She was right, why did he keep meeting

side of the road and placed a call. The old woman picked in

sir, she

coming over in

I'll let the securities

call ended, then he hit the road

if it was neat and ready

was the

to be in the backseat and were surpesse when

bridal style. She had

house, took the staircase and stopped in the guest room. Nadia had followed him

drunk?" The woman asked, standing at the

sighed, pushing some strands of hair

more than six years. She was more like his chief

up, he glanced at

You should get some sleep, Nadia he inclined his head at the

stayed up late to get things done. If it wasn't for

fire her. Only he'd place her on a

"Get going. He insisted.

up," she pointed at Sylvie.

The sick bastard from the club had poured all of

him a double

need to get changed as well. She'd puked on him, and some of it spilled on her

he sighed.

know

to bed. Nadia" he

she had lost

I'll leave you

took a longer look at Sylvie's sleeping form. Her hair was a mess from how much she'd had to dance and dig her fingers into it. How could she even get drunk? Was she forgetting she had to be at

no feminine clothes. So, he had to get one of his T-shirts which was quite big. Although, it wasn't bigger than what she wore to the club. As he made to take off her shirt, he realized he'd have to see her partly naked, for the first