03

« Can I cut the rest of the party and go clubbing. Por favor, I promise I won’t be alone. »

My dad runs his hand through his thick black hair with an ‘I’m thinking about it look’.

« I guess so but let me introduce you to someone else first. » He tells me.

Just as he finishes his sentence, a beautiful blonde comes around the corner and links hands with Liam forcefully.

« Ah, here she is, » My father exclaims as he gives the blonde a quick handshake.

« This is Bianca, Liam’s wife. »

Those words were like daggers in my heart. Of course he was married, I mean look at him. They continued to talk while I analyzed Bianca. She was gorgeous, her figure was slim and much skinnier than me, it made me feel self-conscious of my bigger size. I wasn’t fat, I just had bigger boobs and more ass.

Even though I was a little down about him having a wife, I still smiled.

« Hi, Chanel Lalorosa. » I acquainted, still keeping my fake smile.

« Hija just to be safe, what club are you going to ? » He asked.

« Neon. » I replied.

Liam coughed again before he spoke. « I’ll be r-right back, I need to take care of something. » He tried to go but the clingy blonde grabbed him.

« Do you need me to-« 

« No. » His voice was laced with annoyances, he lightly pushed her off him and quickly left. She awkwardly smiled at me and my dad. I said my goodbyes and hurried back to my table.

« Come on losers, we’re going clubbing. » I said mocking Regina Goerge from Mean Girls. Maeve and Sam squealed with excitement and we quickly scurried out of the entertainment hall.

•••

« Chanel ! Hurry up and pick a dress already ! » Maeve groaned as she rolled over on my bed.

She and Sam were already dressed, I gave Sam my purple bodycon dress because her body was made for it, and I gave my dark green bralette and black ripped jeans to Maeve because she would look much better in it than me.

I was having a little trouble picking a dress, I could go with the glittered light blue dress or the tight leathered two-piece set I just got from AliExpress.

« Please just help me ! » I whine as I held both outfits up to them.

« The leather, it compliments your boobs. » Samantha says.

« Yea and the skirt makes your ass look fatter. » Maeve adds on. I giggled at their compliments and go to the bathroom and quickly change. I push back my hair and take a quick picture in the mirror.

« So ? » I asked them as I came out of the bathroom.

« Hot. » Samantha said playfully dropping her jaw.

« If I weren’t straight, I’d fuck you. » Maeve said biting her lip causing me and Sam to giggle.

I quickly slip on my heels and turn back to the girls. « Are you bitches ready ?! »

•••

« Woah… » Maeve’s jaw dropped as drool pooled out. I smiled softly and giggled at her. But she wasn’t wrong, the club was a ‘Woah’. It was light with dim red and blue lights that flashed all over the place. The dance floor was full of sweaty people and the bar was crowded with customers.

The DJ started playing ‘Poetic Justice’, I glance over at the girls to find them slow dancing on each other as they sing along.

« You can get it, you can get, you can get. » They sang with the song. I laugh at them, they always know how to let go and be laid back. « You guys want drinks ? » I asked and yea nodded in response, telling them I’d be right back I make my way to the bar.

« Hello beautiful, » The bartender says giving me a flirty smile as he wiped down the area in front of where I sat.

« Hello… » I glance at his name tag and continued. « Malcolm. » I say returning a smile to him.

« What can I get you beautiful ? » He asked. I’ve never really had alcohol other than beer, wine, and vodka. I wanted something heavy to get me to let loose more.

« I’ll take-« 

« She won’t be having anything. » A voice interrupted, but not just any voice. It was him. Liam DeLuca. I gaze up at the bartender who looked scared from Liam’s presence.

« Excuse me, but your not my Dad ! » I sassed back as I spun around in my stool to face him. He looked agitated. Good.

« Why is your dad letting you go to clubs ?! » He questioned again as if he was my dad. Fml. I rolled my eyes at his behavior, « Why the hell are you here ? » I questioned back as I lift my eyebrow in curiosity.

His jaw clenched at my question and he yanked my arm, causing me to stumble out of the stool. « Estúpido ! Will you let go ! » I shouted as he pulled me through the crowd. I clawed at his hand that was clasped around my wrist, only for him to tighten his grip.

He dragged me down a dark hallway and into a nearby private room. « What the hell are you doing here ! » He yells as he pushes me against the wall, the coldness makes my back shiver.

« Are you my Dad ? No ! » I snapped back trying to push him off. My hands push against his hard chest, I could feel his abs through his dress shirt. Fuck.

« No, but I am the fucking owner. » He replies as he grabs my hands in one of his. His lips pull into an evil smirk as his head leans down to my ear, his plump lips brush against the nook of my neck making me pool in my panties.

« And I may not be your Daddy, but you’re on my property. Next time I say something to you and you defy me, I won’t be so nice. » His deep husky voice whispered into my ear, his tongue licked my earlobe and he lifted his head from my head.

Before he could back away, I grabbed his tie and pulled him back. « Don’t tease if you don’t want to be teased. » I whispered back in a seductive tone. A smirk pulled at my lips as my eyes dropped down to his lips.