Bellamy Orman is a florist in New York and when Vierra Morelli the sister of NYC's top Mafia leader asks for flowers for a party, her world spins into chaos.
With my lack of knowledge drinking, I let Goldie and Vierra choose what we drank, and shortly after a round of Pornstar Martinis arrived, the passionfruit and vanilla taste was heavenly, and I was done with the drink only after a few moments.
The music played loudly over their speaker system and with every new drink I felt the vibrations of the music intensify. The room was soon a hazy burst of lights and people became blurry sculptures getting in my way to the dance floor.
With the girls dragging me over to the illuminated floor I swayed my body the same way Vierra had at the party. At the time I couldn't imagine feeling so free but right now it was as if I were light as air and nobody and nothing could stop me.
"Oh my God this is my song" Vierra screamed when Rihanna started playing, I could barely make out what song it was, but I danced around with her matching her excitement level.
A few songs later a group of three men approached us, and started dancing with us, my partner was stood around 5'11, freshly shaven with green eyes. He was attractive but wasn't my type but we both in our drunken haze danced together as if we were best friends.
We went off dancing on our own for a bit only to turn around and find that each of the girls had sat down with there dance partners and now were kissing them.
I hope I wasn't expected to do that. By the look on his face he was hoping the same thing.
We giggled in time together, "As stunning as you are I fear my boyfriend would kill me if he caught me kissing you".
Oh now I get it.
"Well I will not be a home wrecker, we turned around not wanting to watch our friends all over each other and headed to the bar.
I just got whatever my new friend was having which was an orange gin and tonic. After we finished our drinks, I needed to run to the bathroom. Taking the isolated staircase down I found the toilets and quickly used them wanting to re-join the party.
"Oh sorry" I mumbled bumping into somebody, I placed my hands out in front of me my palms meeting a firm chest. I see a tailored black suit and red tie, slowly I raise my head to see who I bumped into.
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I stumbled back seeing this tall, muscular man stood in front of me. "Watch yourself Darling" he chuckled helping stabilize me, even in my state I can detect a strong British accent.
"Sorry ..Sir I was..n't watching where ...I was going" I stuttered out through a series of hiccups.
"That's quite alright Darling, just be careful going up the stairs, I would hate to see such a pretty girl have a fight with the staircase."
"Thank You" I whisper as he now walks past me and towards a door, the read OFFICE.
I trundled back up the stairs trying to be careful like the strange man said. I looked around the neon filled room, finally settling me eyes back on our table, to find the girls and their partners gone.
Had they went somewhere to...
Be alone?
I couldn't even find my new friend amongst the crowd; I took a seat now feeling slightly overwhelmed by the room and feeling myself sobering slightly. I held my knees to my chest and gently sobbed feeling lost within this club. I must have had too much to drink. I could even feel myself slipping into little space and I did not want to be vulnerable in public. I tried with all my might to push down the feelings, but my anxiety was dragging my safe headspace out.
"Bellamy?" I hear pulling me from my inner conflict.
I look up to see Atticus with a stern face that suddenly drops when he sees my expression. "Bellamy are you okay?" He takes the seat next to me.
"Y..yes" I try to say not wanting to embarrass myself in front of this ruthless leader. "Has something happened?" His voice has never been this soft, it was velvety and concerned, his eyes warming my cold ones.
"I'm just overwhelmed" I try to say in my usual voice so he wouldn't get suspicious. "Lets get you home" he stood up placing his hand on my back and leading me out of the club and into his car. We sat together in the back of his car, one of his drivers taking us back to the house.
"The girls went home in a different car" He explained which settled some of my nerves. "You shouldn't have went out" He said, sounding a little angry but more disappointed.
"I know" I sniffled. As much as I knew I shouldn't, we had so much fun and I got a chance to wear this dress and sneak out, I've never been able to do that.
"Why did You Bellamy?" His voice was stern again the softness had gone which made my headspace call me for safety.
"Fun" I huffed slightly.
"We have plenty of parties at the house, we had one last night but you felt the need to sneak out."
"Why aren't you saying this to Vierra then? You could be in the car with her she is your sister after all" I rolled my eyes, now facing the window not wanting to be in his presence.
"I suggest you do not role your eyes again and my sister will be dealt with" . He leaned his head back against the headrest which reminded me of last night. His head leaning in ecstasy as he was with that girl.
That intimate moment that felt ingrained in my head.
"What is wrong?" He asked noticing fresh tears lying in my eyes.
"Nuffin" I huff out, upset and irritated letting my voice slip a little bit. He said nothing in response but just leant into the trunk and grabbed a small blanket.
"You should rest the drive is long" He ordered as he threw the blanket of my body. Instantly soothing my skin and sending me to slumber.
