FOURTY EIGHT

~ Matteo ~

Thirty minutes later, we pulled into the parking lot of Glitter, and I stepped out of the limo, suited and booted as usual; there were no signs of the morning's chaos, and despite the tension between Samuel and me, to the outside world, everything seemed.. fine. As it fucking should be! Dirty laundry was never to be washed in public unless to prove a point, of course!

"Mr Accardo." The door staff greeted me as he opened the door for me with a respectful bob of his head. I may not be an Alpha in this human world I inhabited, but I had enough clout to ensure that even the humans respected and feared me.

Walking into Glitter, I felt my body relax as the scent of cheap perfume, sweat, and sex filled my nostrils. As dirty as this world might be, it was the one place I always felt at peace. You knew where you stood in a place like this. The entranceway sparkled from the large glitter disks mounted to the walls, the strobe lighting bouncing off them to disguise the standard sti