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I will ask her, she will say yes, and that is when my life becomes perfect.
No more waiting and watching from the sidelines, no more patience needed. No more self-control when other men make moves on her.
At home I shower in a hurry. I want to be there the moment she arrives.
I want to see her in that dress.
I wear my custom-made black tuxedo. A crisp black shirt and my black belt.
She will be impressed when she sees me, she’s not the only one that has grown up.
As soon as she sets eyes on me, she will remember that we are meant to be together.
She has probably been waiting for this day with as much eagerness as I have.
I take the Maserati. Matte black.
It growls as I race through to the city towards the club.
Idon’t really need to hide from her anymore. I don’t need to fade into the background, but I am still going to do so. If she notices me tonight - that will be fine.
But my plan isn’t to talk to her in this noisy, polluted, crowded place.
I am going to wait until afterwards, when we can be alone, in peace and privacy. I want her to myself, not like this with everyone around.
It is going to be intimate.
The most perfect moment of my life.
I park right outside the club and walk straight past the waiting line of people.
They know me here. They know me at every club in this city. Not because I go clubbing often - but because of who I am. Vece Holdings owns almost every night time entertainment venue in the city, we do not wait in lines.
Everyone knows the Vece family, and everyone has enough respect to stay out of our way.
The club is already packed with drunk and high assholes, jumping around on the dance floor. Nerissa has booked the VIP table upstairs overlooking the main dance floor, so I head to the bar and make sure I am in a position where I can see that part of the club. Later on, I will make my way upstairs. For now, I am fine right over here.
I order a whisky on the rocks and sip it.
There is a loud commotion at the door which I can hear even over the pumping bass of the club speakers. Someone screamshappy birthdayand then a bunch of girls shout excitedly.
Nerissa has just walked in, and her friends are already dragging her towards the bar, yelling ‘shots’.
She is smiling from ear to ear and she - looks - fucking - incredible.
That dress - fuck. Wow. So worth it.
I take a deep breath as my body stirs to life. She always has this effect on me, but dressed like that, it’s doubled. She never dresses up. She prefers comfort over fashion. And I love that about her. But, seeing her like this is a rare treat that every inch of my mind and body is loving.
A dark smile spreads across my lips as I watch her take a shot of tequila and pull a sour face.
I guess she is the reason I don’t go partying and clubbing much. Unless it is business related.
Because when I am not working or attending to family business, I am watching her.
So, whatever she likes to do - is what I like to do.
The night rolls on and I am watching her from a corner table I reserved in VIP section. Strangers come past and sit at the table with me, some make out with each other, some are too drunk to care that they are being rude. I don’t chase them away. Having other people around me makes me less obvious.
