Chapter 8 He kissed me

Louisa's POV

His eyes were burning with unfathomable emotion.

"What?! No! I haven't..."

He didn't let me finish. He carried me on his shoulder and started to walk off.

"What are you doing?!" I exclaimed.

I had never been carried like a sack before and it was the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened in my life.

Again. Speak too soon.

"I need to find a place to frisk you," he announced.

"What?! No! Where are you going to take me?! Put me down!" I kicked my legs and waved my arms like I was swimming in the air. I must have totally looked like a fucking idiot.

"Stay put, little sloth, or I'll peel your clothes off and frisk you right here in front of everyone. Your choice."

I panicked suddenly and stopped struggling. I knew this asshole would do exactly what he had said.

In despair, I looked at Natasha, who was busy opening the door to a VIP room for Lucas.

The VIP rooms were reserved specifically for A-list customers who wanted to enjoy some privacy.

I couldn't even imagine wha