“Are you sure these fake ID’s are going to get us into the club?”
“Aria, relax. We’ll get into Avalon
I was over at Steph’s place that Friday night with Jessica and our other friend Tammy. We had gone shopping after school and stopped by the nail salon for a quick manicure and pedicure. Tonight was going to be amazing. Avalon nightclub was like one of most wicked clubs in Beverly Hills and tonight’s event was going to be epic
. Some very popular DJ’s were going to be spinning a variety of tech and progressive style house music, which was going to be awesome! I was so looking forward to it all week.
“Does this dress make me look fat?”
I placed my curling iron down and looked at Jess. “You look gorgeous,” she was wearing a short halter dress that was a dark plum color.
Stephanie suddenly walked past us and grabbed her hair brush.
“I told her to stop eating all those French fries. Now you’re growing a muffin top!” She rudely interrupted our conversation.
“Jess is not
fat!” I was suddenly outraged and immediately stood up to take her defence. Jessica had put on a few pounds, but she definitely wasn’t fat. “Stop making her feel so self-conscious about her body.”
“It’s okay Aria. She’s right. I really should lay off on the fries…”
“I’m just trying to look out for my bestie!” Steph argued.
There was no point in continuing this conversation, so I rolled my eyes at her and pulled Jessica into the bathroom. “Look, don’t let her get to you okay?” I shut the door and faced my friend. “You’re not fat. You look amazing. Stephanie’s whole thin-spiration
is based on self-starvation. I don’t want to see you skipping lunch on Monday.”
“Thanks, for sticking up for me like that,” she eventually smiled and gave me a hug. “I so wish my collarbones would pop out the way yours do. I can never pull off a strapless dress.”
“You have killer legs Jess. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”
“I have thunder thighs!”
“Oh shut up. You know you don’t. Please don’t let Steph make you feel so insecure. I really can’t understand why she picks on you so much.”
“She loves me, in her own demented way.” Demented indeed,
“So your dad thinks you’re sleeping over at Olivia’s place too right?”
“Yup,” we started to fix our makeup, sharing the bathroom mirror.
“Are you still giving him the silent treatment?”
I answered again, while reapplying some lip gloss. “It’s all because of my stupid stepmom. Still can’t believe she tried to ground me for a month and take away my life! I can’t function without my phone….or my laptop…or my iPod. Hell, I can’t survive without technology!”
“Yeah, that was a little O.T.T
if you ask me. But at least your dad un-grounded
you and gave you all your things back.” Uh yeah
! He freakin had to! I was so
mad at him. “I just hate that bitch. I wish she would go die in a hole already,” okay, that sounded a little too hostile.
“Wow, I didn’t know you hated her that much.”
“You seriously don’t want to know what it’s like living with her.”
“She can’t be worse than my mom. My mother is so damn strict about the things I wear, who I talk to and go out with. I swear she’s worse than my dad. Sometimes I feel like she’s
the one wearing the pants in the relationship.”
I couldn’t help but laugh because I had met her mother before, and she did come off as the control freak type. “My stepmom doesn’t give a crap about what I wear, since she dresses like a slut herself.”
Jessica tried to stifle her laughter.
“She just…” I was having difficulty coming up with a legit reason to hate on her without exposing Noah and myself.
“I don’t know. She just annoys me! Vanessa sticks her nose into my business when it’s not needed.”
“Okay, yeah…that can be annoying. But I still think my mom is worse,” Jess replied.
“Oh hush and let me bitch about her for a while please!”
“Sure babes, vent away,” she laughed.
I nudged her shoulder playfully and grabbed my mascara out of my makeup bag.
“I still want to meet this infamous
uncle of yours.”
I couldn’t help but smile when she mentioned him. “You’ll meet him soon.”
Evan and I were getting so much closer throughout the weeks. I liked spending time with him because he really took my mind off of Noah. Things between him and I weren’t going so well at home. Technically I still wasn’t allowed to see my uncle, and I would’ve listened if Noah hadn’t pushed me away again. He wanted things to be normal
between us and I simply couldn’t do that. So, while he focused on rebuilding his sham of a marriage, I focused on school, friends, and Evan. “Are you girls ready to go? Our cab’s here.”
Tammy said from the other side of the door.
“Yeah, we’ll be right out!” I put my makeup away and evaluated my club outfit one last time. That tight black dress looked like a million bucks on me and I couldn’t wait to go out and flaunt it.oOo
Avalon Night Club was one of Hollywood’s most historic landmarks. Tammy told me that The Beatles
first West coast performance was at this very place back in the 60s. Apparently Avalon’s been in business since 1927 and is considered Hollywood’s reining nightlife establishment.
“Whoa, look at that line up,” Steph said, as she stepped out of the cab.
“Are you sure we’ll be on the VIP list?” Tammy asked. She was a platinum blond just like Vanessa. The only physical differences between her and my stepmom was that my friend was naturally blond and had real blue eyes. Oh, and minus plastic surgery. Almost forgot about that one.
“I didn’t blackmail Marco for nothing! Trust me. We’ll get in just fine.” Marco was a bouncer who worked at the club, and also presumably Steph’s fuck buddy.
I never really got the back story on how they met. But anyway, she led the way and we followed behind her.
We skipped the long line up and walked right up to the buffed up bouncers who stood tall and intimidating next to Avalon’s double doors. Loud music was vibrating the building and side street from inside. I got really nervous when it was my turn to show my fake ID. But sure enough, we got in without any hassle, just like Steph promised.
“See ladies! Didn’t I tell you? Tonight’s going to be a blast!”
We passed through security and walked down a long, dark corridor that had red neon floor lights on both parallel sides. It felt like we were walking through a red glowing tunnel. If my gran were here she would’ve compared it to a first class escort to hell. I guess that made me a sinner tonight, but I was more than fine with that, because a night of drinking and partying was nothing compared to my long list of sins and violations with God.
“Now this is my kind of music!” Tammy cheered. The sound of loud, booming bass and house music was pumping through the speakers inside the main room, as we approached closer. The bar looked incredible from what I could see. The countertops were glowing in purple and there was a really cool backdrop of running water pouring behind the rows of liquor bottles. The transparent shelving behind the bartenders was really neat as well, because it looked like the glasses and bottles were just floating. It was extremely modern to say the least. I was impressed.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe we’re actually here! This is so freakin awesome!”
Jessica could hardly contain her excitement, while I laughed and tried not to trip on my six inch heels. That would’ve been embarrassing.
The dance floor was packed, as a DJ spun techno house tracks from the DJ booth. I don’t think I had ever seen so many multicolored laser lights before in my life, and there were these giant LCD screens right behind the DJ. The visual effects were incredible and I stood in awe as hundreds of people were blasted with CO2, which was a high powered chemical compound that would cool off the crowd. A low haze of fog crept in below our feet as we headed over to the VIP section. Stephanie’s friend
Marco soon appeared next to us and led us to the back of the club where the VIP seating was.
Avalon’s main room was designed in black, white, gold and purple colors. It was huge and definitely looked very upscale. The four of us sat down on a long, white lounge sofa and ordered some drinks once a server came by. I ordered a Cosmopolitan, Tammy got a Pair Martini, Jessica ordered a Strawberry Daiquiri, and Steph got a Sex On the Beach cocktail.
“Get ready to party it up ladies! Cheers!”
Tammy raised her glass and we all clinked our drinks together before gulping the liquor down. It felt icy against my lips when I took a sip, and burned going down my throat. All in all, my drink tasted sweet and tangy. I liked it. The music was so loud that it made it kind of difficult to carry a conversation. So we just kept drinking, ordering vodka shots one after another. I had a pretty low alcohol tolerance, which meant I had to take it easy on the booze that night. But by the time I had my second shot, I was already buzzing. I scanned my surroundings and listened to the drone chatter of hundreds of best friends and ex-lovers.
We hadn’t sat down for very long, when two guys suddenly approached us and asked Tammy and Jess if they wanted to dance. My friends were more than willing to bump and grind
because the dudes looked like guido- gorilla juice heads; totally their type.
Steph and I sat back and had a few more drinks. That’s when I felt my phone vibrate. Text message from Noah to Aria: Everything okay with you over there? Text message from Aria to Noah: Yeah. Everythings fine. Text message from Noah to Aria: Call me if you want to come home and decide not to stay over. Text message from Aria to Noah: Im staying over. Text message from Noah to Aria: Okay. Was just saying. Text message from Aria to Noah: We’re watching a movie right now “DAD” ttyl Text message from Noah to Aria: Stop being a smartass. Text message from Aria to Noah: Stop texting me. Text message from Noah to Aria: Fine. Text message from Aria to Noah: FINE. Text message from Noah to Aria: Now you’re just being childish. Text message from Aria to Noah: No. Im just acting my age :D Text message from Noah to Aria: Well at least you’re talking to me. Text message from Aria to Noah: Technically im not :/ Were texting, not talking
I hoped that I was getting a rise out of him. Text message from Noah to Aria: Right. Later.
No I love you’s,
no kisses or hugs. Our text messages had taken a drastic change as well during the past few weeks.
“Was that your dad?” Steph leaned into my ear.
“I need to tell you a secret,” she giggled and downed another shot of vodka. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but I’m buzzing as hell right now. So I don’t care!”
I gave her a weird look when she wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
want to fuck your dad.”
Well, that was no surprise.
“Steph, you’re drunk,” I reacted sympathetically. Okay, to be honest, I was extremely pissed off, but I wasn’t going to show it.
“No, I’m dead serious Aria. He’s fucking sexy! I’m pretty sure you have the hottest dad in the state. I seriously wanted to fuck him from the moment I saw him pick you up from school six months ago. I had no idea he was your dad until you got in the car with him,” she laughed.
“I really don’t want to think about the two of you doing the nasty!” I knew I was the last person to preach to her, but I couldn’t help but feel extremely annoyed.
“I know! I’m sorry! I have a weakness for older, sexy and married men,”
she giggled uncontrollably.
“Okay, I think you need to slow down on the liquor,” I shrugged her arm off my shoulder and took her shot glass away from her hand.
“If you can get me just one night alone with him, I swear to you…as soon as I turn eighteen I’ll use my trust fund to buy you a brand new convertible. Any car you like!”
I knew Steph’s family was loaded, but I highly doubted her intention to spend big bucks on buying me a Lambo
. Even if she offered me a million dollars, there was no way I was going to let her be alone with Noah.
“You’re crazy Steph,” I shook my head at her and forced a smile.
“I know! Oh my god, I love this song! I want to dance!” She stood up and pulled me up on my feet. I almost spilled my drink. “Let’s see how many hot guys you can pull tonight,” she yanked my arm towards the crowded dance floor and I followed.****
Aria was dancing the night away with her friends, completely unaware that she was being watched by someone…someone who was waiting for her all evening and stalking her around the club. A devastatingly handsome and sharply dressed gentleman
was sitting by the bar, sipping on a rum and coke. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the entrancing beauty who was dancing under the strobe lights. A crooked smile touched Evan Hunter’s lips as a flood of sexual images flashed in his mind while he checked out his niece. Aria looked incredibly sexy that night, wearing a tight black, strapless dress that really showed off her toned, hour glass figure. She had matched her outfit with a pair of spikey black pumps that only accentuated her long, sexy legs. He was almost drooling over her as he watched her move her body to the beat of the music. It was very hypnotizing. Probably wearing a black thong,
Evan thought to himself. Or maybe nothing at all underneath…
He was definitely confident in his ability to dance, and as much as he desired to dance with her, the timing wasn’t right yet. So he hung back in the shadows and watched her like a hungry predator that was waiting for the right moment to pounce and capture its prey.
Avalon had a dress code, which meant club goers definitely had to look good
if they wanted to get inside. Evan was wearing a black blazer, with a grey V neck shirt, and a pair of low rise, dark blue jeans. He matched his ensemble with a black leather belt and fashionable black, combat boots. He had just gotten a fresh haircut earlier that day and he looked incredibly stylish in his expensive clothing. There were many women who had attempted to get his attention and flirt with him at the bar, but they either ended up walking away with bruised egos or reacting very rudely to him because he was too distracted with someone else; Aria.
The DJ slowly cross faded a new track into the current one that was playing, as the music changed to a very nostalgic song that Evan was familiar with; a remixed version of Modjo- Hear Me Tonight.
He smiled to himself and watched his niece run her fingers through her long wavy hair, dancing more carefree than before. Her body was hypnotizing and he was completely mesmerized. He definitely didn’t need a hypnotist to put him under a spell, all he needed was Aria; preferably naked, in front of him. There were plenty of hot looking women in the club, but Evan only had eyes for his niece. He knew she would be at Avalon because he had checked her text messages on her cellphone last week when she went to use the rest room at a restaurant they ate at. There was a loud siren that blared from the speakers as a huge cloud of fog floated down above the crowd. There were CO2 and smoke machines mounted on plat formed columns around the floor. Pretty soon, all those dancing bodies disappeared under a blanket of colorfully glowing, fog.
Evan set his empty glass down on the bar counter and was about to make his way to the dance floor, when a blond woman in a tight red dress approached him.
“I’m going to break many hearts tonight and give you an opportunity to buy me a drink,” she sounded way too confident as she smirked at him and moved in closer.
He didn’t like to have his personal space invaded like that. Evan paused and looked at her for a moment. She was definitely a hot bombshell, with a banging body, but not his type. He smiled and leaned into her ear real close. She was half expecting him to say something really sexy and smooth. “I’m going to have to pass, I don’t fuck blondes.”
The woman scoffed and widened her eyes in shock. She watched him walk away with a cheeky smile on his face. He flat out rejected her and definitely wounded her ego, but Evan didn’t care. He didn’t have time for easy bimbo’s at the moment.
It was almost impossible to see anybody dancing because the fog had thickened so much. But he used this to his advantage. He carefully slipped through the crowd as a variety of colognes and perfumes assaulted his nostrils. Evan smiled when the scent of Aria’s perfume was getting stronger, indicating that he was getting closer to her. She was dancing near her friends, and they all had a dance partner except for her. He was able to see potential competition approaching her from the front, but he quickly made the guy change direction when he moved in behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Aria gasped slightly, but then she smiled when she felt a pair of hands squeeze her hips. Evan easily matched her rhythm as they began to dance.
She wanted to turn around to see who that man was that boldly made a move on her, but she didn’t stop dancing. She was completely buzzing and personally didn’t care who she was bumping and grinding on. All she knew was that the stranger
was definitely able to keep up with her and his arms felt so good around her waist.
Aria arched her back against his toned, muscled chest and slowly swayed her hips side to side, keeping in time with the music as he grabbed her waist and pressed his growing hard on right against her ass. It was arousing her, and the thrill of not knowing who she was dancing with only intensified that feeling. She felt her stomach tighten in knots when he brushed his hand on it. A breathy sigh escaped her lips when he slowly started to caress her hips again. His cologne smelled familiar, but Aria was too drunk to focus and remember which cologne it was and who
she had smelled it on. She closed her eyes and just let the music carry her away to another world, as she danced on the mysterious stranger who was in fact her uncle
. But of course that was unbeknownst to her.
Evan felt his adrenaline completely kick into overdrive. What he was doing was not only risky, but wrong on many levels. He just couldn’t help himself. He was obsessed with Aria and was just as territorial of her as Noah was. The last thing he wanted to see was his niece dancing with another guy. He secretly hoped and prayed that the fog machines wouldn’t let up anytime soon, because as soon as the smoke would evaporate, he would have to disappear.
It was almost as if they had been dancing with each other forever. Neither of them needed any practice. They simply grooved with each other so flawlessly. Like her body was specifically made to mold with his. Evan pulled her in closest to his body and shut his eyes, as he breathed in her intoxicating scent. Aria raised her arms in the air and felt a trail of goose bumps go down her spine when his hands slid up her rib cage, brushing right underneath her breasts. She tangled her fingers in her hair and shivered when she felt his breath blow on the nape of her neck, cooling her down. Her nipples went extremely erect and she trembled when his hands landed on her waist, tightening his grip. Aria was taking the lead. Whichever way she swayed or rolled her hips, Evan made sure to keep up and synchronize his movement with her. She was enjoying herself so much that she wasn’t sure if she was getting high off the music, the stranger, or the alcohol.
“What’s your name!?”
She hollered over the music. “Matthias,”
he spoke in her ear, making sure to deepen his voice a bit so she wouldn’t recognize him.
“I’m going to turn around Matthias!”
“Don’t,” he held her firmly in place. “Not yet.”
Aria giggled and lowered her arms. “Controlling aren’t we?” she teased him. “Just dance with me,”
he spoke in her ear again in that low, husky tone.
She wrapped her hands over his while he held her in a tight embrace and danced with her. It felt so magical and she was anticipating the moment where she could finally turn around and face the man who was completely moving with her body as one. A third cold blast of CO2 poured down to cool off the crowd, yet Aria felt so warm against Evan’s body. Her blood was thrumming in her veins and as much as she didn’t want the song to end, she was dying to find out who she was dancing with. He made sure to keep his head down so none of her friends would recognize him, if
they were even able to see him through the fog.
The dance floor had become a wonderland of laser lights, smoke and fog, and the music only pulled everybody under a deeper state of trance. The crowd went wild when the DJ filtered the track with some effects and then dropped the bass again. Aria felt a wave of vibrations flow through her chest, as her heartbeat pounded in rhythm with the music. Normally she would’ve been more guarded around men, but she had been drinking and her better judgement was a little more than impaired.
Evan was so tempted to brush his lips against her neck, but he controlled himself and played it safe by just caressing her arms and hips. Their bodies were connecting and familiarizing in a very intimate way. As if they were making love through the art of dance; out in the open, right there on the dance floor. Aria had never experienced this before. It was new, exhilarating and arousing. She felt him change the pace and hold onto her outer thighs, grinding his pelvis against her ass in slow, circular motions. He was incredibly hard and it only stimulated a variety of X rated images to unfold in her mind as she matched his movement and gyrated on him. What if it’s Noah?
She entertained the idea in her head, but knew that the chances of him dancing behind her were one in a million, next to impossible. If he actually showed up and saw her dancing like this, he would’ve surely picked her up over his shoulder and dragged her ass right out of the nightclub. There was something about dancing with this particular stranger
that made Aria feel very sexy.
Evan was just about ready to pull her away from the dance floor and find a private place where he could do the most scandalous things to her, completely corrupting her innocence. He wanted to fuck her, and he wanted to fuck her hard until she would scream out his name in pleasure. He started to fantasize about sitting on one of those white sofas in the VIP section and unzipping his pants so she could hike up her dress and sit on his cock, reverse cowgirl style. She would make it look like she was dancing on him, so no one would notice. Meanwhile he would feel her tight, slick walls contract on his cock when he would hold her hips and push up, shuddering from the pleasure. She would feel him penetrating her deeper every time she’d rock back and forth against him. And he wouldn’t let her get off until she would cum, triggering his own release exploding inside of her. Evan felt a painful throb in his trousers as Aria continued to tease him with the way she was sensually moving her body.
They danced through the entire song until the DJ faded a new track into the mix. The fog was slowly evaporating around them and Evan knew this was his cue to leave. As much as he wanted to stay, he couldn’t reveal his identity. He wasn’t sure how she would handle it.
“I’m Aria by the way—” she turned around when she felt him drop his hands from her waist, but much to her dismay, there was no one there. The stranger had disappeared, making her feel as if she were dancing with a ghost. She tried to look for him through the crowd, but it was pointless because she had no idea who she was looking for. He remained faceless, and Aria couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
“Come to the ladies room with me!” Jessica grabbed her arm and they both left the illuminated dance floor.
“Did you see who I was dancing with by any chance?” I asked Jess, while she washed her hands.
“Umm, I noticed a tall guy dancing with you. But I couldn’t see his face. Too much fog,” she grabbed some paper towels to dry off and then looked at me. “Wow, was that ever cool?! Did you feel the CO2? It was amazing!”
She gushed with enthusiasm and then opened her sparkly clutch purse to put on some gloss. Fuchsia was definitely her color.
“Well, at least I didn’t hallucinate.”
“Of course not silly, we’ve been drinking alcohol, not shrooms
“Yeah, true,” I laughed and watched her powder her nose.
“I’m surprised you’re still able to stand in those shoes!”
“I love these heels. They’re real LouBoutin
“Having a rich dad has its perks…” Jessica answered while fixing her hair.
“I really want to know who I was dancing with. It’s seriously bugging me. I should’ve just turned around sooner.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Because the mystery of it all was a little exciting.”
“You sound like the type of girl who likes to be blindfolded, flogged and spanked during sex,” Jess giggled, teasing me.
“Shut up! I’m so not! Definitely not into the whole BDSM
thing. I’d never be into it.”
“Never say never…”
“Be serious for a second. He only gave me his name.”
“Ooo, I like it!
Now let’s get our asses back on the dance floor and hopefully the mysterious stranger
will show up again!”
“Right…” I laughed a bit and followed Jess out of the bathroom. oOo
We had returned back to the lounge area where Tammy and Stephanie were sitting, and I was about to go around the sofa to sit down when I overheard Steph talking about me.
“Let’s be real for a moment, Aria would’ve wound up sitting at the loser
table if I hadn’t befriended her. She acts like she runs this group. We all know that I’m Queen Bee.
I really don’t’ understand how you girls could actually
like her. I mean, I’m only friends with her because I want to fuck her dad,” that bitch started to laugh out loud, not realizing that I was standing right behind her.
“I bet she was a nobody
back in New York, unpopular and unimportant. She’s seriously lucky we’re friends with her. I’m pretty positive that Ryan only wants to date her because of a bet he made with his buddies. He wants to pop that cherry!”
Tammy looked up at me with an uneasy expression on her face.
This was seriously it. I wasn’t going to be nice to that broad any longer.
“What?” Steph let out a ditsy laugh and then twisted her head around. “Oh shit, Aria...”
she stood up and looked at me all dumbfounded. “I talk so much crap when I’m drunk. Please don’t take it personally.”
Did she really think I was dumb?
“Save your sorry ass lies for your bathroom mirror, because I’m sure that’s the only way you can tolerate your own pathetic existence and get out of bed every morning, by lying to yourself on a daily basis. What to do you tell yourself Steph? I’m beautiful, I’m rich, I have everything and all the boys want me?
Well truth be told, all they want is your loose vagina. Because that’s all you are to them, and all you will ever be, a cum dumpster!”
I had no idea I was capable of saying these things to her. The alcohol must’ve made me braver.
“You fucking bitch! You better take that back!” she lunged towards me, but Tammy grabbed her and held her back. I was ready to fight her anyway. In fact, I secretly wished she would lay her hands on me. I would make her eat the floor. Jessica got in between us just to make sure I wouldn’t attack.
“You’re the ugliest, nastiest bitch I ever met. You’re a fucking shallow slut! No one likes you. They just pretend
to like you. You have no real friends and I feel sorry for you. The only reason why you hate me is because you feel threatened by me. Consider us officially un-friended
. And for the record, Ryan told me you were a really lousy lay,” I annihilated her overgrown ego with my last comment. Tammy was struggling to hold her back and Jess kept urging me to leave with her. I took great gratification humiliating her like that. “There’s just one last thing I need to say to you before I stop wasting my breath.” “Shut the fuck up and leave if you know what’s good for you!”
Steph screamed and slapped Tammy’s hands away, but her bouncer friend Marco showed up and locked his arms around her.
“Cool it Steph, or I’m going to have to kick you out.”
She’s making me lose it!” She glared at me with murder in her eyes.
“You’re a whore
,” I said with a sardonic smile. ”And to be completely honest with you, my dad would never sleep with a chick whose password to her vagina is as easy as one, two, three!” I gave one last blow, adding insult to injury before I grabbed the two shots they were about to drink from the table and left the VIP lounge. Jessica followed behind me as I quickly threw back the vodka, cringing from the bitter after taste, but feeling satisfied when I felt a stronger buzz.
“Aria, wait! Where are you going?”
she called after me.
“Home!” I placed the empty shot glasses on a tray just as a server walked past me.
“Don’t let Steph ruin our night,” she finally caught up to me. “I know she said some shitty things, but she definitely wasn’t speaking on my behalf. We can party without her and then go back to my place afterwards.”
“I don’t feel like partying anymore after hearing her say all that stuff. And we can’t go back to your place. We would so get busted and you’d get in trouble. I’m sure your mom would go ballistic. I’m calling a cab,” I pulled out my cellphone and walked towards that long tunneled corridor in haste. I was so distracted with my phone, that I didn’t look up to see who and what was in front of me. And I foolishly learned my lesson when I suddenly slammed into somebody.
“Oh my gosh I’m so—”
Music Inspired in chapter: Definitely check out all the songs guys, they’re wicked hot! ;) you can find them on YT or on my video gallery in my profile page :)
Laidback Luke ft Jonathan Mendelsohn - Till Tonight
Steve -Aoki feat.-Wynter- Gordon - Ladi Dadi (Tommy Trash Remix)
Laidback Luke feat. Wynter Gordon - Speak Up (Laidback Luke Dub Mix)
Chris Lake - Build Up (Tommy Trash Edit)
Stereo love (Molella remix) Edward Maya & Vika Jigulina
Alexunderbase – Privacy
Deejay David & Dony Vs. Inna - Hot and Sexy (Pillman & Kaza Bootleg)
Masters Of South - Only The Dark (Fast Foot And DJ Solovey Remix)
Swedish House Mafia - Greyhound (Original Mix)
Alesso vs OneRepublic - If I Lose Myself (Alesso Remix)
ASHKAN and Anda Adam- Love on-you
Mattyas - Missing You [ Dj Myreel Remix ] Modjo-Lady Hear Me Tonight (Best Remix)
Show Me Love (Ft. Robin S) - Steve Angello _ Laidback Nari _ Milani – Atom
LOREEN _My Heart Is Refusing Me_ (Michael Feiner _ Eric Amarillo Remix)
Mischa Daniels vs. Da Nuit - All That Mattered Author’sNote:
“I Shouldn’t Love This Way” is the sequel to my first volume in this series; “I Shouldn’t Feel This Way” If you are a new reader and are unfamiliar with what I’m talking about, then please read the chapters in book 1: “I Shouldn’t Feel This Way” first before reading this, otherwise the characters and story won’t make sense.
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