Obsession.

Chapter 11 ~ Stai Attento

I have pure ecstasy running through my veins right now. I feel like I can do anything. I knew Valen had a weak spot for me, but I NEVER pictured breaking his skin in his own fucking strip club.

I gave Stella a hug when I ran back from the stage. She was so happy for me. She was talking some fast Italian I didn't understand a lick of, but her face was all joy.

After I changed back into my minidress and fixed my messed up hair, I went to greet the others again.

They are in the places I left them. Valen is still sitting the same. I can see his excitement has already died down too.

"There's that stripper we ordered!!" Amir announces, causing everyone to turn to me.

They suddenly start clapping and cheering. Valen doesn't. He is too busy eyeing me down.

"Where the hell did you learn to do that?" Carlo asks.

"I needed a hobby to do while I was alone all day in my apartment, so I chose pole dancing."

"And the lap dance?" Coda asks like he is interrogating me.

"Well that was all me sweetie." I wink.

They chuckle for a second.

"You even left that guy over there with withdrawal symptoms." Amir tells me, pointing to Valen.

"Huh?" Valen says as he snaps back into it.

We all start laughing. He has lost it.

"I think the alcohol hit him." Carlo says, yawning.

"Yeah. We should go back to the Villa." Amir suggests.

We all agree and leave the night club.

I can feel Valen's eyes burning through my dress. He knows what he want's right now. I'm not worried about the idea of it, but I'm still hesitant. I want it too. I've wanted it since we have met.

I'm just scared of how he's going to get it.

As soon as we got back to the villa I ran upstairs to take a shower. I was so sweaty from my show.

I wrap a towel around myself and walk back to my room. I know nobody is awake right now, but I lock the door behind me out of habit. After brushing out my damp hair I turn around to my dresser. Valen immediately startles me outside of my balcony door. He has on a huge smile. I can't help but blush.

"Open the door." He mouths, pointing to the locked door handle.

I smile and shake my head. I'm too tired to do anything right now.

He scoffs and walks back towards his door.

I return to my dresser to get out some clothes to sleep in. Then I hear a noise I can't quite recognize.

I try to find the source of it by walking around. It sounds like a clicking almost. I walk close to my door, and it gets louder. Finally, I realize he is picking the lock. I watch the door handle shake until the lock turns. He slowly opens the door, and I back up so it doesn't hit me. Once he is in my room, he closes it and locks it behind him.

"Thought you could keep me out?" He smirks and takes a step towards me, but I back away.

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything."

He takes a seat on my bed. I make sure my towel is tightened.

"You fucked up tonight."

Is he serious?

"I fucked up?"

"You underminded me. It was sexy as hell, but I'm not going to let it happen again."

"And why not?" I smile.