04

Letting go of his tie, I fix my hair as I walk back out to the club to go find the girls. I spot them dancing with some guys, smiling to myself I head back over to the bar to be greeted by a different bartender.

« Wine, the bottle. » I told him and he nods his head in obedience.

« That’s a little much don’t you think ? » I hear a voice say to my left. I open the bottle of wine and take a sip before turning to catch a glimpse of who it was. A man who looked as if he was in his twenties smiled at me.

« Babygirl, you shouldn’t drink so much. » He said as he called over the bartender and ordered his own drink.

« It’s my life, I’ll do as I please. » I took a long sip of the wine and licked my bottom lip slowly licking the taste of the wine off. He smiled and leaned in taking my chin in his hand, his eyes were glued to my lips.

« What I’d do to have those lips… » He trailed off as his lips took mine. I was taken by shock, but I didn’t mind because he was cute and the alcohol was kicking in making me horny.

« You wanna dance, papi. » My hands travel down to his pants where I found a bulge. « Mmm, baby I want to do more than dan-« 

I put my finger up to his lips shushing him, « You’re going to have to work for it. » I told him as I hopped down from the stool. I took his hand and guided him towards an empty spot on the dance floor.

« You like playing games ? » He chuckled. I smirked as I pushed myself into his bulge, hearing him groan I move my hips against him. His hands go around my waist and start moving to my ass as we sway to the music.

I turn around to face him and snake my arm around his neck. His hands remain on my ass as he cranes his head down and kisses me. « Your killing baby. » He whispered and I felt his hand smack my ass. I bite my lip as he does it again and I pull away from the kiss. Fuck it, maybe it’ll get my mind off you-know-who.

I stand on my tippy-toes and push myself closer to him. « You wanna get out of here ? » I ask, giving him kisses all over his exposed skin. He nods and pulls me towards the hallway that Liam dragged me down. « Where are we going ? » I ask him as he opens a door. The room was drenched in red lighting, it had a bed that was leaned against the wall and a closet that was reflecting the bed.

« I know the owner. » He whispers as he leads me into the room, shutting the door behind him.

•••

What the fuck is she doing ?!

I watch as she kisses that fucktard and moves her hand to his pants.

I clench my jaw at the thought of her entangled with Nico. She shouldn’t even be here, I told her to leave.

« Are you okay Liam ? »

I turn my attention back to my friend, Sebastian. I lift my hand, gesturing for one of the waiters to get me more whiskey.

« I’m fine. » I reply firmly, I know what he’ll say next…’Is it you-

« Is it your bitch of a wife, Bianca ?. » He chuckles and takes a puff of his cigar, dropping ashes into the ashtray.

My bitch of a wife. Bianca DeLuca. She was a fucking pain in the ass, but I married her. I don’t know why because she didn’t love me. She loved my dick, but not me. She loved my money and what I had to offer her, fame, money, the sex.

Shaken out of my thoughts, I hear the sever’s voice.

« Here you go, sir. » She hands me the glass that’s filled with ice and the bottle of Jack Daniels. She bats her eyes before speaking again, « Can I do anything else for you ? »

Rolling my eyes as I shoo her away, I pour some more whiskey and look through the crowd trying to find Chanel.

« Who are you looking for ? » Sebastian says putting his hand on my shoulder as I down the whiskey.

I slam my glass down as my eyes land on Chanel. She was grinding against him, I follow his hands down to find Nico’s hands on her ass.

« Ah, I see you’re looking at her. » He says following my eyes to find her.

« Damn, Cosa farei per farla bussare alla mia testiera. » He chuckles deeply as he pats my shoulder again.

{ Translation : What I’d do to have her knocking my headboard }

« Yea… » I muttered with my eyes still glued to them.

« Looks like your fratello hit jackpot. »

{ Translation : Brother }

I turn around and grabs his hand, squeezing it hard, I take the cigar out of his hand and put it between my fingers.

« CHILL ! Calmati ! » He groans as he tries to pull from my grip. I laugh at his demeanor before letting go and dropping the cigar in the ashtray.

{ Translation : Calm Down ! }

I gaze back to where they were as I down the rest of my whiskey. I see her whispering something to him before and he nods, grabbing her hand leading her to the private rooms. I clench my glass to the point where I think it might break. Why do I ever care, I’m married ?

I’m pulled out of my gaze once again, but by Sebastian. « Hey DeLuca, Who is this girl anyway ? » He questions.

I raise my brow and rub my chin. Who is she ? She’s not mine, but I want her to be. Fuck.

« Non sono affari tuoi, cazzo. »

{ Translation : None of your fucking business }

I get up and straighten my suit jacket. Without a word, I follow where they went. Just know she’s off-limits.

« Impatient I see… » He chuckles as I try sitting on him. He leans over and opens a drawer beside the bed, pulling out a golden packet.

« Papi, I like it raw. Por favor. » I begged as I lowered myself down on his tip, but he slaps my ass causes me to stop.

« Nessun bambina. » He snickers as he points at me gesturing me not to try again. Ripping open the packet with his teeth, he slips the condom on.

{ Translation : No baby }

« You ready ? » He asked as his hands squeezed my ass, gasping I nod my head vigorously.

He slams into me hard with his hips, letting out a moan I grab his shoulder and start to slowly grind on him.

« Ride Daddy faster. » His hand goes around my neck while his other slaps my ass hard.

I start moving my hips faster and lifting up to push him deeper inside me. He let out a groan and pulls me down, planting open mouth kisses on my neck as he slaps my ass harder. I arch my back as I start to pick up the pace.

« Nico ! »

I hear the door slam open and turn around to find the one and fucking only, Liam. Shitshitshit.

« Shit… » I mutter under my breath and quickly grab the sheets trying to cover myself.

« What the fuck are you doing with her ?! » He shouts as he motions for him to get out.

« Will you stop yelling Liam, I can fuck who I want. » I say rolling my eyes, slipping on my panties, and grabbing Nico’s shirt, I get out of the bed. « Oh and don’t worry, Daddy dearest knows of my sex life too. »

I face away from him so my back is showing and slip back into the dress. « Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m leaving now. » I give them both a mischievous smile before heading towards the door.

Liam grabs my arm before I could leave, « Where the fuck are you going ? » He asks, his grip growing harder around my wrist.

« I told you, » I respond as I snatch my wrist out of his grip. A crease grows in between my eyebrows and I grow frustrated from his attitude.

« Home Estúpido. »

{ Translation : Asshole }

« No your not. »

I turn around to face him. Looking into his eyes I see how serious he is. But me being me I like to test people’s patience…

« And what are you going to do about it ? » I question, raising my eyebrow.

« Fucking punish you of course. » He said as his lips pull into a devilish smile.