Chapter 12

Nicholas

My blood was boiling inside my veins as I watched Eliana in the arms of another man. What set me off further was her blatant challenge towards me when she bent and pushed her ass further into him. I stood before thinking twice, ignoring the two ladies as they called me. My eyes were set on Eliana, but my fists were itching to connect with the face of the fool behind her.

Only when I got closer did I realise he was one of the DJs my manager had hired. We hadn't met, but I had seen his passport in his application. I pushed people away, heading to the middle of the dance floor, where the two were. "Get your fucking hands off her!" I spat, roughly pulling her away from him.

"What is your problem?" Eliana shrieked, rushing back to the DJ's side. A muscle in my jaw ticked when she hooked her arm around his elbow and pressed into his side, looking me straight in the eyes. She was defiant, and it only increased the growing bomb inside me.

"Yo man, don't touch her." He raised his head