Chapter 130 - Tear Stained (1/2)

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.