Party all night.
1945 Words
Amaya’s POV.
I took a quick bath and dressed up, I wanted to wear something revealing but I know Dommy and Ezra would never allow it and they might even suggest following me to the party so I am going to dress casually just jeans and a tank top and when I arrive at Calla’s house I will change.
I walked downstairs with a bag in which I stuffed my dress in.
“What’s in the bag Maya?.” Ezra said once I got to the living room.
“Uhmm…It’s a dress I got for Calla.”
God, I hope he buys this lie.
“Alright. Make sure you are save. Are you wearing the necklace?”
“Yes.”
Last year Dommy gave me a necklace that had a tracker in it, that way Dommy and Ezra would always know about my whereabouts.
“Alright be safe and have fun. Be back before Dommy and I come to get you.”
“Bye.”
I left the house and went into the garage, I decided to drive my favorite car which also had a tracker in it because Dommy is always worried I might do something that will make me go into deep trouble.
I drove as fast as I could reaching Calla’s apartment building. Calla’s family was wealthy, and Calla is the only child she got everything she wanted yet she wasn’t a spoilt brat and that’s what I liked about her. Reaching her front door I took out my key and opened her house.
“Calla I’m here. You better be ready.” I shouted from across the living room.
“Better get your ass in here and let’s get you dressed.”
I let out a laugh before walking into her room, Calla wore an elegant evening dress that exposed her back and her stomach, she applied makeup and straighten her hair.
“You look amazing, I better look amazing.”
“You will now come to sit your ass down before I change my mind.”
“I will change first and then we can start the make-up and hair.”
I took out the dress from the bag, Calla gasped when I took it out the dress.
“Ezra and Dommy would kill you if they see this dress.”
“But they won’t because no one will tell them and I will be staying in low key so they won’t find out.”
“Whatever you say, Maya, I hope you still remember what happened last year on my birthday.”
Last year during Calla’s birthday I wore a slutty dress, don’t ask me why I did that. I always have this desire to wear clothes that expose my beautiful skin. So back to her birthday party, I wore the dress, a guy flirted with me and he wanted to kiss me, I was about to kick him where the sun doesn’t shine when Ezra noticed what was going on, he was really mad about what I wore, he killed the guy that tried to touch me then he snitched to Dommy and Dommy was mad too, as usual, I was given a three-hour lecture on how indecent that dress is and why I can’t go around wearing that.
They all need to calm their ass down because even after that I do what makes me happy.
“Alright, all done,” Calla said when she applied the final blush on my cheek.
When I looked into the mirror, I looked different Calla knew how to do makeup, she is f*****g talented.
“Let’s go get crazy Calla.”
We stepped into the car, Calla gave me the address which I added to the GPS, and then we left.
The drive to the party was just ten minutes. We arrive in front of a club, one of the best clubs in New York City, it recently opened.
“I hope your friend knows how to keep his hands to himself,” I said to Calla once we stepped out of the car.
“He will learn if not you have permission to shoot him.”
This is going to be the best night ever.
We stepped into the club, the bouncer didn’t bother checking our Id because he knew Calla, they kinda had a thing in the past, trust me you don’t want to know about it at all.
we got to the VIP rooms, it was filled with people, god I hate the crowd. The room had lights of different colors mostly purple but you could still see faces clearly, the loud music blasting from all over the room and they were waiters serving food and drinks to the guests.
Most women looked like they were bit by the make-up truck while some others had no decency they were pushing their breasts into so many men.
“Why are we here again.”
“Because Maya darling, we want alcohol and free food.”
“Yeah right. Let’s go.”
We walked to a long bar with red underlighting, the waiter came towards us once we settled on our sit.
“Cosmos,” I said to the waiter, and in a minute he came back with our cosmos.
Calla and I gulped our drinks fast.
“Where is the birthday man,” Calla asked.
“Who cares, we should thank God he is not here.”
Suddenly I felt a hand touching my back in a weird perverted way.
I didn’t wait to see the person before standing up and elbowing the man.
“What the f**k Maya? What’s wrong with you.”
I turned around to be met by Tyson. Good lord can’t he keep his hands to himself.
“Don’t ever touch me again Tyson.”
I walked out of the room angrily. God, I hate that man so much for good alcohol and free food. I should have stayed at home.
I walked out of the club and went into my car, Tyson ruined the mood, God I want to kill him. I took my phone out and called Dommy. He picked on the second ring.
“What happened Maya.”
Dommy knew me very well, he knows for a fact the only time I call him when I go out is if I need something or I did something bad.
“I want you to kill someone.”
“If it’s Tyson it’s not happening, it’s a harmless crush, Maya.”
“It’s not. He touched me without permission.”
There was a pause before Dommy uttered some curses in Italian.
“Ezra will get the job done. You better get your ask home.”
“Love you too,” I said while hanging up the phone.
Finally, Tyson is going to be gone. It’s not like I lied though. He did touch me without permission, Dommy and Ezra don’t need to know where exactly he touched me.
Turning on my car, I decided to go home but I was starved so I decided to make a quick stop at a small cafe that was near Dommy’s house.
I stepped out of the car and entered the cafe. It was unusually quiet. I noticed a couple of men wearing black, they looked shady but who gives a flying f**k.
“I want a double chicken burger, fries, and a large strawberry milkshake.”
“Sure.” The waitresses said. I heard a couple of whistling and snarky comments coming from some of the men in the cafe.
I shouldn’t have come into a cafe wearing a slutty dress, but who cares.
The waitress came back with my order. I was eating when a man walked up to me. He wore a black suit.
“What do you want,” I said rudely, seriously I wasn’t in the mood for any sweet talks.
“My boss wants you to join us for dinner.”
What the actual hell, I’m Amaya Rosaline Bianchi and a f*****g man thinks he can send his bodyguard or whatsoever to come to tell me to join him.
“Tell your stupid boss. If he wants to talk to me he shows grow some balls and do it and not send you. And if he sends you back here. I promise pretty face I will injure you in ways that haven’t been discovered before.”
Did I just threaten a guy I don’t know, do I care? Not at all.
Nikolai POV
“I don’t care what happens Alek, I want the damn information by tomorrow morning or it won’t be good for any of us,” I yelled through the phone.
I didn’t bother to hear his reply before I hang up, I am f*****g pissed off. Last night some of my shipments got robbed and we don’t know who has been doing this. I can’t wait to find the fucker that messes with me so I can give him a painful death.
My men and I are just coming back from a mission, Anton my second in command and best friend decided we stop at a small cafe so we can eat before we go back to the mansion.
“Stop being grumpy, we will find the person that stole from us,” Aton said.
“We better do for the sake of all of you.”
“Whatever man.”
We stepped into the cafe, it went quite immediately most people recognized me, some knew me as a famous billionaire businessman and well some knew me as something else.
“You know we could go to that club so you will feel better,” Aton said bringing me out of my thoughts.
“I’m tired of the same old music, whores, and gold digger. I need a queen, someone that will wait for me at home, someone I will love and care about.”
All my life I have been sleeping around but this time I didn’t want to continue living like this. I want something different just like my parents had, I want that love and care. I just want a girl that wants me for who I am and not for what I’m bringing into the relationship.
The waiter shivered in fear as he got our food to the table. We heard the bell ring indicating someone just walked into the cafe. I looked up and my eyes met the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, she wore a dress that exposed most of her skin, she had a tired look on her face, she looked amazing. I heard some men whistling and making comments about her. I hated every bit of it.
She ignored them and took a sit.
“Igor tell the woman to join us.” Igor is one of my men. He nodded and left.
He came back in a minute without the girl.
“Boss she said-.” He poked scared, the girl must have said something he can’t say to me.
“She f*****g said what Igor.”
“She said you should grow some balls and come speak to her and if I dare go back and speak to her she will injure me in ways that haven’t been discovered before.”
Fuck that made me happy, she didn’t care about the fact I looked rich. She didn’t even care about who I could be. I should be angry a girl disrespected me but I have never felt like this I am happy she rejected me.
I looked over at her, she got her food packed and left the cafe.
Shit, I need to know her name.
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