Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 1(160)

He grabs the guy’s guitar. Immediately, he loudly strums a catchy and hypnotic beat. He immediately captures everyone's attention with the first note. I'm surprised, shocked but giggling at his abrupt showmanship. After a dramatic intro riff, he slows it down to a sexy, sultry strumming.

The crowd around the bonfire starts hollering and clapping. I sit back to give him some space but he leans towards me and stares deeply into my eyes as he plays the guitar. He croons a soft melody with heartfelt lyrics to me.

I can't stop looking at him. His eyes lock on to me as he croons that he needs me, serenading me with the sweetest lyrics while everyone’s watching. I don't recognize the song. Maybe it’s a remake or his original writing. But his every word strikes a deep chord in my heart. He stares deep into my eyes as he sings to me. He makes it plainly clear to me that he’s singing and talking directly to me. My heart leaps into my throat. His sincere lyrics and beautiful chorus haunt me.

“I don't want you to go. I just can't get you out of my mind…”

As he strums his final chord and croons his last sweet lyric, the crowd breaks out into wild applause and screaming. He and I laugh as he returns the guitar to its owner.

"Come on, are you ready to get out of here?" he asks. I look around and see that every woman, beautiful or average, is staring at him and watching us. I guess I’d have to get used to that if we were together. He was quite a hot sight to behold. And the musical, sexy talent and smooth voice made him pretty damn irresistible.#p#分页标题#e#

"Okay, Ricky. I just need to run to the ladies room first," I slightly slur at him. I've only had a couple drinks but I guess it's starting up and I didn’t eat much earlier. And since I have such a tiny bladder, I'd rather not wait get back to the bungalow.

"There's one right next to the bar. I’ll walk you over," Ricky offers. "I'll wait for you out here."

I try to make it fast as I can. I'm ready to go home. After a few minutes, I exit the ladies room and almost run straight into Edward. "Oh! Sorry, didn't see you there." I mutter.

"Oh no, that's quite alright. I was just in the men's room." He was still standing in my way and continued talking. "So Belle, seems that Ricky has taken quite a liking to you just such a short time."

Over his left shoulder I could see Ricky in the distance waiting for me but talking to some beautiful blonde girl. What were they talking about? And what’s Edward trying to say?

"You know, Belle, Ricky is an extremely talented man. He's the man in demand. He's used to getting all the finer things in life." I raise an eyebrow at him. "Everyone wants him. He’s very busy. I just wouldn't want you to be disappointed."

"Oh? That's very generous of you to look after my needs and concerns. But you certainly don't have to, thank you." I coldly reply. Is he implying that I'm not good enough for his friend?

As I feel the anger rising inside me as I process his remarks, I look up to see the tall blonde getting closer to Ricky. To my horror, she leans over to try to kiss him on the lips. Ricky seems surprised and steps back. She grabs his wrist and pushes forward again to kiss him.

I go cold inside. I’ve seen enough. I shouldn’t be surprised, I guess, as I choke back the tears. I just know that I can't be here anymore.

"I… I’ve got to go. I don't feel well. If Ricky's looking for me, tell him… Oh whatever," I sputter as I run out. I look up for a brief moment to see Edward look puzzled at me. He looks behind him to see what's happening, then he smirks. I run out faster, my vision blurred by tears.

I don't know why I even put myself through this. I was just fine before him. God, I was such a fool! I scream at myself, unable to take solace in anything. I half speed walk and run back to my bungalow. I just need to leave this place as soon as possible.

As I enter my bungalow, I roughly brush the tears back. It was for the best, I tell myself. It's about time that I leave this place and him behind forever. As I grab my suitcase and start packing quickly, I have old visions of fighting with my ex-boyfriend in my head taunting me. I may not have a lot of experience, but I wonder if all guys are the same.

I just made the mistake of trusting my ex-boyfriend for all these years, when he'd been playing me for a fool and cheating on me repeatedly with a slew of random women. I don't know why I would think Ricky would be any different. Especially with his drop dead good looks, incredible talent and charm, and his track record of catching the eye of every woman within sight.

I need to pack faster. I storm around my room grabbing items and tossing them in my suitcase. He did me a favor, I tell myself. The faster I put all this behind me and move on, the better I can keep my sanity and move on with my life. I'm done.