Chapter 17 The Secret

_Dominic_

The loud music greeted us at the entrance of the club.

I asked Isabella if she liked it, but from her body language, I could tell that she did not hear what I said.

We stopped and looked at the scene in front of us and I loved what I saw, sweaty bodies swaying to the beat of the music and on the other side of the club, people were perched on barstools enjoying drinks and watching the action on the dance floor.

It was not every day that I came to this particular club. But once in a while, I had to come and see that everything was still in order.

And from where I stood, it looked as though things were in order. But only the books would confirm that things were indeed running smoothly.

I leaned against Isabella’s ear and asked her,

“Do you wanna dance?”

Out if habit, she backed away.

The action pierced me somewhere deep but I quickly recovered from it and made a humming sound.

She mouthed, “Hell no.” and managed to look shocked. That somehow took away the sting of her rejec