❝Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me?❞
↪Tony Stark is known to be many things, but only few people know that being a father is one of those, and sometimes he seems to forget it too.
Being the daughter of a genius, billionaire, playboy and...
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SIX MONTHS LATER
Sweaty bodies rubbed against each other trying to follow the deafening rhythm of the music that resounded throughout the club. Inside it, not far from the dance floor, Carina sat in her privè with one of the many girls who tried to be her friend just to get some fame.
"C'è un bel ragazzo al bancone che ti sta fissando" the girl said drunk, as she indicated the direction with her glass in hand. (There is a handsome guy at the counter staring at you)
Carina swallowed a shot of tequila in one gulp and turned in the direction she had just indicated. As soon as she turned around, the young Stark saw a tall blond boy, at least so she believed since because of the lights she couldn't see well, that he was sitting at the counter looking in their direction.
"Dai, vacci a parlare!" Exclaimed the blonde whose name Carina honestly couldn't remember. (Come on, go talk to him!)
"Adesso non ho voglia, rimorchierò un'altra sera" Carina shrugged. (Now I don't feel like it, I'll pick up another night)
One thing that had not gone unnoticed were the looks that directed all the girls around him. She didn't know why he was getting all that attention, yes, he was cute, but having the look of all the girls on him was a little over the top thought Carina.
"Come vuoi" disse la ragazza "Se non te lo vuoi scopare tu, vorrà dire che mi offrirò io" she staggered to her feet, spilling half the contents of her glass on the floor. (As you wish. If you don't want to fuck him, it will mean that I will offer myself)
"Voglio proprio vedere come farai a raggiungerlo" Carina laughed as she took another shot. (I really want to see how you will reach him)
The girl was about to fill herself another glass when she noticed that the bottle was empty. Carina sighed overcome. She turned to the counter where the mysterious man was still watching her as he sipped his drink.
"Al diavolo, io ci vado" she muttered to herself. (Hell, I'm going there)
She got up from the sofa and walked to the counter trying to stagger as little as possible. As soon as she arrived in front of the counter, she did not position herself next to the mysterious and charming boy, but kept a few meters away from him. She turned her attention to the bartender and ordered another bottle of vodka. While she waited for her order, she turned to secretly look at the mysterious boy and had to admit that he was cute, tall, thin, with blond hair.
The boy who was separating them left, leaving an empty space between the two. The mysterious boy turned to her catching her in the act, by now it was too late to pretend nothing happened.
"Ciao" he greeted as he approached her. (Hello)
"Ciao" she greeted, smiling. She could finally see his face completely and could understand why all the girls were seeking his attention. (Hello)
"Daniele" he introduced himself.
"Carina"
"Questo è certo" he said making her laugh. (That's for sure)
"No, Carina è il mio nome" (No, Carina is my name)
"Devo dire che ti si addice" he smiled. (I must say it suits you)
"Grazie" (Thank you)
"Mi pare di averti vista su qualche giornale" (I think I saw you in some newspaper)
Carina smiled slightly annoyed, maybe he was looking at her because he recognized her and probably wanted an autograph from Tony.
"Penso tu mi stia confondendo con qualcun'altra" she lied. (I think you are confusing me with someone else)
As a sign of providence, the bartender brought her the bottle of vodka.
"Festeggi qualcosa?" Daniele asked. (Are you celebrating something?)
"Io festeggio sempre qualcosa" (I always celebrate something)
"E questa sera a cosa festeggi?" He asked curiously. (And what are you celebrating tonight?)
"Alla libertà" (To freedom)
"Alla libertà?" He repeated, arching an eyebrow. (To freedom?)
"Che c'è? Non è forse un ottimo motivo per cui festeggiare?" She asked, smiling mischievously. (What? Isn't that a great reason to celebrate?)
"Penso proprio di sì" he smiled "Anche io sto celebrando qualcosa, sono qui con dei miei amici, ti va di unirti a noi?" He asked, pointing to a corner full of smiling boys and girls. (I think so. I'm celebrating something too, I'm here with my friends, do you want to join us?)
"Per quanto la tua idea mi alletti" she lied "Non posso abbandonare la mia amica. Sarà per un'altra volta" Carina said taking her bottle "Ci vediamo in giro" (As much as your idea tempts me, I can't abandon my friend. Will be for another time. See you around)
As soon as she arrived at her privè, her so-called friend broke away from the lips of the stranger she was kissing and turned to her.
"Perché non lo hai portato qui?" "Why didn't you bring him here?"
"Perché non è quel genere di ragazzo" she said I light the joint she had just taken out of the bag. "Because he's not that kind of guy"
"Come vuoi guastafeste" the blonde exclaimed drunk as she handed her the glass to fill out. "As you want, spoilsport"
The blonde took her purse and pulled out her pill box and took a pill.
"Vuoi?" She offered to Carina. "Do you want?"
The young Stark looked around to see if anyone was watching her and careful not to be seen by anyone, she took one and swallowed it with the help of some vodka.
"Stasera ci divertiremo" "We'll have fun tonight"
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The pill had already taken effect and Carina was in the middle of the dance floor, drunk. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed it so much, that evening was all for her. She had started to move sensually to the rhythm of the music, not knowing that among all those people there were a pair of eyes staring at her.
He knew it was her, after all, who didn't know her, and the fact that she didn't know it was him actually turned him on. His eyes hadn't let go of her for a second since she'd left the counter. Without even realizing it, he got up from the sofa, ignoring the calls of his friends, and approached the girl. She had her back to him, giving him the chance to see her nice firm ass move sensually and before a drunk guy could get close to her, he put his hands on her hips and spun her around.
Carina in the grip of alcohol and ecstasy put her arms around his neck, and together they began to dance.
