Chapter 2

Genevieve

I knew that I had only ended up making a fool out of myself.

They weren’t sorry. Julian didn’t run after me to try to make amends or even explain even though what I saw was enough explanation.

Nothing.

Even now that I kept thinking about it, a couple of hours later, there was neither a text nor a phone call from him.

I have been such a fool.

Flashes of the smirk on Kelly’s face and Julian ’s nonchalance kept going through my head, but now, I was not just heartbroken and devastated, I was also livid.

The anger in me burned.

I didn’t deserve to be treated like trash by the one man I loved and was eager and excited to spend the rest of my life with. He could have picked any other woman, but he decided to pick my sister, and to make things worse, he didn’t see the need to plead for my forgiveness.

Hell no, I couldn’t just let this slide.

The wedding was over, but I would be an idiot to let this go without getting my revenge.

That smirk on Kelly’s face indicated that she got what I had and was keeping him. Being my sister for two decades now, I clearly understood her facial expression. She was practically daring me.

And Julian had just stood there.

A painful, dry chuckle escaped from my lips.

I was certain that as soon as I left, they would scorn me and go back to what they were doing.

Well, one thing I would never allow anyone to do to me is take me for a fool and go scot free. I wanted Kelly to regret her actions. A spark of revenge had been ignited deep inside of me.

And I wanted Julian Volkov to run back to me begging and crying to take him back on his damn knees, and I must achieve that.

I only needed to find a way to get that done, and sitting hopelessly in my apartment would not give me what I wanted.

I looked around, thinking of what to do.

If I stayed longer here, I would return to being heartbroken and losing my mind for a man who didn’t even deserve it. Finally, an idea struck my mind!

Clubbing.

I had never attempted to go clubbing, because I wasn’t that kind of girl even though I was still very young, but with the heartbreak and betrayal, I just wanted to try something spontaneous. Who knows? Maybe the perfect idea for a good revenge plan could come up.

Then my second issue arose.

What club would I visit? Clubs in this city would not let a novice like me in without questioning, and worse, I didn’t even have the perfect outfit, but then again, there was nothing the internet couldn’t solve.

I grabbed my phone and began to browse through clubs that I had chances of getting in effortlessly, and that was why I stumbled upon a club that caught my attention.

Dark Sensations

It was owned by Lucian Volkov, Julian ’s father.

I have never met him before, because Julian and I had only been together for a few months. If this hadn’t happened, we would have had dinner at his mansion to properly get acquainted soon before the wedding.

But that didn’t mean that I had no idea about Lucian Volkov.

He wasn’t a man who enjoyed being in the public eye, so there were hardly any pictures of him on the internet, and I only caught him once on TV at a business party. Even though it was on television and just once, the blogs didn’t lie or exaggerate.

Lucian Volkov was a sensation to behold!

However, I never thought much about him because he would have been my father-in-law, and Julian was just as handsome, so I didn’t need to start gushing over another man, much more, his father.

“This is the club,” I said to myself with confidence.

In no time, I was ready to go.

I picked the sexiest outfit I could find in my wardrobe even though I knew that it wasn’t revealing enough. Maybe I should really consider doing a club-outfit shopping. Anyway, when I looked at the mirror, I felt slightly satisfied.

Dark Sensations wasn’t difficult to locate in the elite part of town because of how exquisite and popular the club was. It was just one of the many businesses that Julian ’s father ran and controlled. When I arrived, my mouth fell open in shock.

I had no idea that it was this big and beautiful.

Julian never brought me here or even talked about it much. As a matter of fact, if I hadn’t insisted, he would have gladly not invited his father to our wedding.

Oops, I almost forgot that there would be no wedding anymore.

“Excuse me,” the guard in charge stopped me.

It was just as I expected that he would.

“I need your ID,” he added.

I didn’t have any ID, so I brought out a picture of Julian and I and showed it to him. “I am Mr. Lucian’s daughter-in-law,” I said.

It was a good thing that no one knew the wedding was off yet.

As soon as he heard that and looked at the picture and confirmed that it was me, he let me in.

Inside the club was nothing like what I could have anticipated or guessed and I almost got carried away.

On the pole, strippers twirled around provocatively while men lusted after them. Other patrons who weren’t watching the strippers and throwing fat dollar bills on them were making out with sexually appealing women.

I got a glass of margarita and took a sip.

Then I settled in and watched.

The sensation in the club soon filled me, gradually awakening my sexual sense, but nothing was calling forth to me yet. I was still thinking deeply about the perfect revenge plan for Julian , and that was all that mattered.

Then I saw him.

Lucian Volkov.

For the very first time he passed close to where I was seated. He moved with an air of authority, dignity, and class. His appearance was magnetic. He was sexy in a way that I couldn’t bring myself to describe as he walked through an inner door.

Then a mischievous smile spread across my face, because I just found my perfect revenge!