Night thoughts in Las Vegas

The service went up when I called the waiter for a tab. It was a busy night at the club. There are a mass of people coming to this luxurious party, both men and women, who casually wear revealing outfits to impress bystanders. Some men and women, had also noticed my presence with my iconic casual attire. And ladies, with every second glanced, approached me with their kisses that I often refused and avoided. But somehow, today...I do not have the effort to withdraw. They kissed me back and forth as these ladies embraced themselves at me. My bodyguards pushed the lovely ladies outside as they giggled their farewell. My cheeks and body are filled with red marks. The bodyguards wiped the lipsticks off immediately. But none of those tints and the ladies disturbed me more than my fiancé's betrayal. Queen Lugther, whom I had courted for 36 months, cheated me with my driver. I noticed when I went to the office to get our marriage papers, the VIP Room of my office was open. When I came in, I saw my soon-to-be bride, Queen, with my driver---was banging each other. My heart ached as I remember the scene of her legs around his waist, and his hand tightly gripping her thighs. I dreamed of a moment to be the first man to take her, but it seems I was late beforehand. I sipped my drink, as I quivered in tears. Queen was not my first love, but she was the first lady that I had waited because she was the first, lady that I perfectly paired with. We both had the same personality. We both had the same interests. We both dreamed of having a child. And we both dreamed of getting married. My chance was that 36th month of becoming her my wife that had failed. I cried, "How could a handsome man, like myself, end up with such terrible fate?" "I am the man with the highest marriage market in this whole darn city and yet you would do such a trespass to me?" I gulped the drink until I finished it. I'm not this irresponsible to be staying at a club, but I had none places to be at home. I sold my villa to a buyer that was for my Queen and I, and every asset that was inside gifted for her likes, I had withdrawn those too. I cannot return home immediately as I had been tasked with an important duty. And I cannot return immediately because the reporters are swamped everywhere. I dug my face into my palm."How can Queen be so cruel?" "You were the one that I took seriously enough to love, and yet...and yet you would leave me." Suddenly, a knock appeared. "Young Master Bruno..." it was my bodyguard, John. "Will you not come out? The area has been checked. There are no unidentified persons, all of these people are crooks from prestigious families." He said. I looked up and stared at the talking door. "John, do you absolutely had no idea what happened today?" I asked him. "No, sir." He replied. "Well, you better realize. I just had a broken relationship with Queen and now you want me to get over it by having fun?" I asked him. "Yes, sir. That would be the best idea." Sometimes, I really like John, but he can be a jerk. I sighed silently as I give a thought about it. I never wanted to give up on Queen, but her act hurt more than when she would teared in front of me. I gave up. I stood and opened the door to prove John's words are false. "Have you moved on from your heartache?" I punched John at his stomach. He coughed. "Not yet...but thanks." I said and winked my left eye. I stepped downstairs. People are busy partying people. I approached to the center of the party. Nothing interesting, but when a woman suddenly appeared in a suit, danced in the poll. That woman caught my attention. After the dance, I followed her into a room. Not noticing I was drunk. I wrapped my hands around her, and kissed her head. Later that night, I knew I slept well...with a woman I didn't knew. It was my first scandal. I knew immediately, when I had found her pregnant a few weeks later. More interestingly, she was a woman of black slave race. Escaping from wrath, we then moved to China.