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"If I had my guess, I'd say Daddy has no idea that she's here. Have the guys keep eyes on her at all times even when she's with me. Keep her safe at all costs," I give the orders. Then I turn to excuse myself from Orlando and his wife.
"Whenever you're ready, one of my guys will take you back to the estate. I have prepared a guest suite for you and you are welcome to any resources that you need while you are here. You have free rein of the estate, outside of my bedroom and my office. If you need anything, you've got my number. I'm glad you're here, brother," I tell him before making my way across the club to where Aria is sitting at the bar.
Does she have any idea just how much danger she put herself in the moment she stepped through my door? Danger in general, not just from me. Our families aren't enemies, but we're not exactly allies either. I start to second guess whether she's here defying her father or if she's here on a mission from her father. Either way, I'm about to find out.
"Can I buy you a drink?" I ask, sliding up beside her and sitting down. Then I motion for the bartender, who nods and hurries to make my drink ahead of everyone else.
"They must like you here to let you skip the queue, huh?" she says with a flirty smile.
I see no hint of recognition in her eyes, so either she doesn't recognize me or she's just that good of an actress. Honestly, I don't care either way.
"So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" I ask. Wanting to see what she says, but also to see if I can pick up any signs that she might be lying.
After shaking her head, she looks up at me and whispers in my ear. "You won't believe me if I told you," she says, pulling back to take a sip of her drink.
"Why don't you try me, baby girl?" The nickname slips out, but judging by the flare in her eyes and the slight uptick of her breathing, she likes it.
"I'm to be married soon and not by choice. I don't want to be a virgin on my wedding day," she shrugs, staring at her drink like it's an emergency escape.
"So why not tell your fiancé and just fool around with him?"
A somewhat evil smile crosses her face.
"My fiancé has the reputation of a playboy. Not only that, but the word is out he's really shitty in bed. In all honesty, I'd like one night of really good sex before I commit to that."
My cock is instantly hard. I can give her one night because that's completely in my wheelhouse. If she's here for a good time, then it will be with me and not anyone else.
Whatever game she thinks she's playing, I’ve decided to play. We talk and flirt, have a few drinks and share an order of nachos. But as the night goes on, the crowd seems to only get louder and it gets harder and harder to hear her.
At this point, I've decided I want to get to know her more. Something about her captivates me in a way no other woman ever has.
"I have a room upstairs. If you want to come up and talk, it would be great as I can barely hear you," I lean in to yell in her ear.
Smiling at me, she looks around for a moment and then nods.
Chapter 3
Matteo
While I'm glad she agreed, I'm also relieved she seems to be cautious. Taking her hand, I head towards the back stairs, catching the eye of Gio as I do.
He meets us at the stairs, and I lean in to talk to him. "We're going to my room and I want someone stationed in the hallway. Once she leaves here, we are to have eyes on her at all times." I tell him knowing full well she can't hear a single word I'm saying with how loud it is.
We walk up the half flight of stairs to the elevator, and once in, she turns to me. "Who was that you were just talking to?" she asks.
Even though I don't want to lie to her, I also don't know what I feel towards this girl yet. But then, I've never connected with someone the way that we have in the last few hours.
"He does security here and was just checking to make sure I didn't need anything before we went up." It was one half the truth, but she seems to accept it.
The elevator opens up to a private entryway where one of my guys is stationed.
"Everything is as you requested, sir. Will you be needing anything else tonight?" he asks, playing the role of club host instead of security. I'm assuming on Gio's orders.
"I'm good, thank you," I tell him.
When we step inside my room, which is more like a studio apartment, she leans in and whispers to me. "I think you're supposed to tip him," she points to the door.
"Normally, yes. But I don't, at least not here," I say, smiling.
