Only you

Chapter 6 | Hazel

Loud music was blasting throughout the large club and red and blue lights dimmed the area. I swooshed the drink I had in my hands, not even listening to the nonsense the guy in front of me was talking about.

My uncle told me that Victor, which was the guy who was sitting in front of me talking my goddamn ear off, was a good businessman. He said that my father had worked with him a couple times and that he would benefit our mafia, but right now I just wanted to shoot the motherfucker in the head to get him to shut the hell up.

I wasn't even going to come, but once I found out that this club was possibly owned by Aldrik, I didn't think twice about it. Unfortunately, I had to bring my annoying ass cousins and brother with me. If I didn't have this glass of liquor in my hands right now, I'd lose my goddamn mind.

"Can we get more drinks over here?" Victor yelled at one of the waitresses over the loud music. She gave him a small smile and nodded her head as she started to make her way to the bar. I wanted to yell back at the waitress to ignore him because my cousins were already buzzed and if they drank any more, we would never make it home. By the looks of it, Victor didn't need any more liquor either, especially if it was going to make him talk more.

I glanced up and scanned the club trying to catch anything suspicious, but my gaze caught on a woman that looked very familiar as she tried to make her way through the crowd of sweaty bodies. Her long ash blonde hair stuck to her skin and her black dress uniform hugged her body and every curve.

She was walking towards the bar and looking at the girl that Victor sent to get more drinks, who was giving her a disappointed look, but before she reached the bar, the girl got distracted and took her attention away from her. The woman took advantage of the girl's lack of attention and scanned the room as if she was looking for someone or something, but her eyes caught mine and she froze.

I kept my eyes on her, waiting for her to blush and look away like every other girl did when their eyes caught mine, but she didn't. She just stood there looking right into my eyes. Her eyes only left mine once one of the other waitresses called her. She walked over and picked up a tray of drinks, reading something off a paper before glancing up at the VIP section I was in and rolling her eyes.

I narrowed my gaze wondering why the hell she had an attitude towards the section I was sitting in. For some reason it felt like I knew her, like I already knew how bad her fucking attitude was simply by the way she carried herself. Just like another girl I knew.

Elisia.

If I was being honest, I started to look for her as soon as I stepped foot in the club. I knew she would be here, but I just didn't know how she would choose to be in here, if she was going to act as a worker or stripper or neither.

I was surprised when she told me she could get to Aldrik before me. No one had ever spoken to me the way she did. She didn't even fucking hesitate, but little did she know, I knew just as much as she did.