"Gos.h.!.+ Look at that man!"
"He is so fit!"
"His chest muscles are visible from the t-s.h.i.+rt."
"That man, looks mighty rich!"
Jacob was always aware of being in the spot-light, but he never really thought much about it. Hanna had always felt proud of being with a man like him, whereas, Jacob"s eyes were always on Hanna. Even today, he was only thinking about Hanna and not paying attention to any of the girls.
He entered the VIP section of the club, which was reserved only for the guests with premium members.h.i.+p. The VIP section was much less crowded with people sitting and chit-chating at different tables. Jacob seated himself on a bar stool, which was even lesser crowded.
"One LIT please!"
"Here you go!"
The bartender obliged and handed over a long gla.s.s full of iced drink.
Jacob chugged down the gla.s.s in just a few minutes and ordered for another one.
"Repeat please!"
"You seem to be in a bad mood." The young bartender smiled and prepared another drink and kept it on the shelf, before Jacob.
"Bad mood is an understatement. My life sucks!" Jacob chugged down the second drink and spoke.
Suddenly, a female voice interrupted Jacob from behind. "The mere fact that you can afford this drink and this VIP lounge, makes you lucky enough! You are not forced to sleep hungry or naked on the streets. You live a better life than millions of people in the world."
Jacob frowned and turned the stool to look behind him. A beautiful fair skinned girl, with golden hair and blue eyes was approaching the bartender. Jacob looked at the girl carefully from top to bottom. She was wearing a short sequined, off shoulder, golden dress and long black boots.
For a few seconds, Jacob could not take his eyes off the girl. She is so pretty!! The prettiest girl, I have ever seen! Her figure hugging dress, revealed her slender yet curvy figure. Her facial features were soft, making her look very inncocent.
The girl noticed Jacob, starring and frowning at her. "Sorry! Just over-heard your conversation! Carry on!" She stumbled towards the bar and waved clumsily at the bartender. "We need more vodka shots over there please."
The bartender smiled and handed over a large tray, full of small shot gla.s.ses. "Here you go Ms. Isa!"
The girl was stinking of alcohol, making Jacob frown in disgust. "It"s bad manners to hear, somebody else"s conversation."
Isa, who was walking back towards a table, heard the boy and halted abrubtly, balancing her high heeled boots. She turned to look at the man and smiled at him.