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She stands out like a rare gem, shining brighter than a diamond.
Once I’ve made my way to the group, I tap Angelica’s shoulder. She turns around, and not even a second later, her friend, the blonde, is in front of her, staring up at me with loathing.
“Is this guy bothering you, Angelica?”
Although she’s almost baring her teeth at me, her smooth voice makes me go still. My heart quickens its pace, anticipation fluttering in my chest.
“And who’s this feisty little one?” I ask after a moment, hoping my smirk hides the chaos running around in my head.
“The name’s Aria,” she spits. My gaze zeroes in on her mouth. “Who the hell are you and what do you want?”
I try to stifle my smile at her frown. Her attitude is doing the opposite of what it should. I’m mesmerized.
My cock is too, it seems, as it’s hardening by the second. Holy fuck.
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ARIA
You can call me Dion, astéri mou,” the stranger says with a huge grin. My heart leaps into my throat. I open my mouth to respond, but nothing comes out. What the hell, Aria? Say something.
But the words seem to have been snatched from my lips as I stare at this man. This really, really handsome man. I hadn’t noticed how gorgeous he was until our gazes locked, and I got lost in his green eyes, like stepping into a pair of emerald pools.
Somehow, it’s as if I can feel the intensity they hold, secrets waiting to be discovered by those brave enough to venture closer.
His muscular frame fills out his dark suit perfectly. The jacket, tailored to perfection, hangs open, revealing an unbuttoned shirt underneath. I catch glimpses of tattoos peeking out from beneath the fabric.
His short, brown hair is neatly styled, and the light stubble on his jaw looks irresistibly rough. I can’t help but imagine how it would feel against my skin.
I blink rapidly, breaking free from my trance. Woah.
All I wanted was to have some fun tonight and get Angelica out of her self-induced rut.
She has been struggling to readjust after being kidnapped by one of her father’s rivals in Antium City. Yes, kidnapped.
She had moved there four years ago, running away from home to escape her life. But ever since coming back to the Metropolis of Cebrene, she often looks distant, her laughter seems forced, and there’s a sadness in her eyes that wasn’t there before. It’s like she’s physically back, but mentally is still trapped in that terrifying ordeal.
I wanted to take her out and show her a good time. I wanted my best friend back.
Instead, we keep getting interrupted by sleazy men who just want to grind their dicks on our asses. Exhibit A: mister tall, tanned, and stupidly handsome that just waltzed up to us thinking he deserves even a second of our time and is now smirking at me. He’s hot, but I could do without the entitlement.
I watch him with a frown as he turns to Angelica to whisper say in her ear over the music, then gives me one last, lingering glance before leaving us.
My breath hitches, and I bring my hand to my mouth.
Aria, come to your senses, damnit. I must be drunk to be this affected by a look.
I face Angelica, who has gone pale. “What’s wrong, Ang?” I ask, concerned, forgetting all about the suited man. Dion.
“It’s him. It’s Evan. He’s sitting right there, staring at me, and he wants us to join him.”
I follow her gaze to a group of men in a VIP booth. Evan is the man she met at the shooting range. Based on what Ang told me, I think she should fist more than just his gun—if you know what I mean.
Unable to contain my excitement, I squeal. “Oh. My. God! What are we waiting for?”
I grab her arm and drag her to the table at the back of the crowded club where Evan, Dion, and another man are sitting. Given their appearance and air of importance, I’m safe to assume they’re in the mob—like mine and Ang’s families. Maybe I should be a bit cautious, but if these men want to show us a good time and give us free drinks, why the hell not?
Dion has his fingers wrapped around a tumbler of amber liquid that looks like whiskey or bourbon. As I approach, he looks up, his eyes locking onto mine.
