"Fucking hell."
I grumble, passing foundation on my lip and eyebrow cut.
They're not big, but it's still not something I want to take for a club, where I'll have to seduce a man, mind you.
Good thing the british pussy got his face fucked up.
My black dress hugs my body on every place, making my breasts pop out, and my tanned legs show.
It goes until my mid thighs.
Besides the foundation covering the cuts, I applied some dark red lipstick, mascara and a simple eyeliner that makes my eyes pop off.
Eyes are a really important factor when it comes to seduce a man. With the right look and dress, you can get anything from them.
My hair is in a ponytail, but I made soft waves through all of it.
I check my pearl straight teeth, to see if there's trace of lipstick and when I see that it isn't, I head to my closet.
My fingers run through all my heels, and stop on some black boot heels. I use those to dance around the pole because they have the high sole.
Yep, these are the ones.
Putting them on, I quickly take out the ponytail, ruffling my hair, and grab my red bmw keys.
It's eleven pm, and we have to be there at midnight max.
The drive from my house to Moretti's fifteen, and from there to the club is twenty.
Finally parking in front of the door, I see Lukas, with Steve busted face, and a jeep with three men inside.
I roll down my tinted window.
Steve glares, Lukas approaches me.
Did he told him? That must have been fun.
"I'm going with you." Lukas says, making me raise my eyebrow. "Says who?"
"I do. And don't even start sweetheart." He growls and heads to the passenger door.
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Angel
RomanceANGEL He infuriated me ever since our first encounter. I admired his looks and patience he had while holding me hostage. But as the months followed up, our hate towards one another bloomed. So much, that the ashes inside of me bloomed as well. LUK...