Chapter four- As planned

Bianca's pov

Dominant sea blue eyes, clean shaven face, and the perfect amount of black shiny waves dancing over his face. His suit was sleek and stylish but I hadn't taken note of that before because of my desperation to use him to enter the club. But I saw my mistake now. My eyes opaquely discovered his Oxford black shoes that glistened under the bright club security lights.

He tucked his hands in his pocket, his face unassuming as he scouted me with his curious bright eyes. Then he turned back to the security guards and they started exchanging words in Italian. I could only stare at him in wonder.

This man was perfect! And he had a confidence that roared in his body language in a precise, daunting manner. There was no doubt that a man like this would be proud! Especially with the stare and expression his face naturally held.

With a face like that, I truly understood why he would reject me without a care in the world and this infuriated me.

So what if he was handsome, that didn't give him the right!

I knew he probably didn't like to be groped by strangers but he still rubbed me off the wrong way so I didn't like him!

Soon enough, he walked away from the security guards and into the club like he owned the god-damn place but I could only watch him leave with my hands clenched.

I heard footsteps behind me before a familiar voice popped in my head, along with a familiar blue gaze. I groaned and looked away from Leah. 

"Ugh! These blue eyes people" I muttered under my breath.

"Signorina, what are you doing here?" I could hear the concern in her voice but I was only annoyed.

"Of course I'm standing here because I don't have an invite!"

"Oh," Leah muttered, "It's the club's policy to not let anyone in without an invite."

"Then why are we even here, do you have an invite?"

Leah released a huge grin. "Of course I do!"

I immediately grabbed her by the top of her long-sleeved shirt. "Then why didn't you say so earlier! Because of you, I had to go through humiliation in front of that man!"

"Well, that's because you ran off suddenly. I didn't have time to tell you."

I loosened my grip from Leah's shirt as I realized I held back from the second phrase I would've said, but it didn't matter now. I had the invitation.

After Leah showed the security guards the invitation on her tablet, we were allowed in. So we stepped into the club like we were bad bitches. And we were.

However, as we got in I was stunted by the different look of the club. I knew we were all the way away from the United States but still… I felt like I had entered a Don territory. Everything about this place screamed trouble, and the song that was playing in the background wasn't as loud as I expected it to be.

When Leah and I took a step further in, all eyes were on us. And I swear, I could feel the dark energy emitting from their eyes as they stared at us.

I heard the door slam behind us and I almost jumped from how malicious it sounded, or maybe I was just interpreting it the wrong way.

Leah and I walked forward under the purple lights and she whispered in my ear, "What's with this place?"

Relief washed over me as I realized that it wasn't only me having this experience.

"I know, right?" I whispered back. 

We headed to the counter and told the bartender to mix us some drinks.

I had three shots of tequila and my god, it tasted like ass but I played it cool so I could appeal to the man I wanted to attract, if he was anywhere near here at all.

"I'm going to look for him. Let's meet back here in twenty minutes."

With that, Leah and I split up.

I had another cup of alcohol from a tray I saw randomly and merged with the crowd. Men and women were talking. Flirting. Touching.

I noticed a group of women I hadn't seen before in the middle of the dancefloor wearing lingerie and making some sexy dance moves while some men watched and sprayed cash on their favorite pick. It was a gross scene to watch but I held in my disgust and decided to focus on the reason I was here— But not so fast, an average man bumped into me intentionally and apologized for not seeing me, but we both knew it was very intentional. So I was stuck in a conversation I didn't want to be in for another seven minutes.

With a polite smile, I walked away and it was at this uncouth moment that I saw him. Face planted against another woman's lips in a oh so passionate kiss.

My stomach sank at the sight and I instantly walked over to the nearby table to gather myself but instead, I felt my butt bump into something and when I turned around, a gentleman's pants was soaked in red liquid.

I instinctively grabbed a bunch of tissues from the table and immediately crouched down and started wiping his pants.

"I'm so sorry,"

Even though I was saying this, my mind was all over the place and I couldn't think properly.

However, silence gripped my mind when I felt a pair of strong hands clutch my hand.

I soon noticed that I had been shamelessly brushing on a man's junk and it was now erect through his damp trousers.

My eyes widened in dread and I immediately stood to my feet in embarrassment, "I'm so so sor—"

As I looked up to meet the man's gaze, I was stunned to see that it was the man that I'd met just outside a few minutes ago.

Any inch of an apology bone that I'd had before disappeared from my system and I scoffed at the sight of him instead.

"You think you're all that huh?" I asked with the roll of my eyes causing him to raise a brow at me in an unimaginable fashion, "Excuse me?"

I scoffed to hide the nervousness I somehow felt around him. However, I didn't linger in that feeling before I went back to the bartender's table to meet up with Leah, as previously planned.