THE DEVELS THEMSELVES

Chapter 7

We arrived at the club. It really didn't look bad from the outside, Clara and I got out of the car and made our way towards the entrance, there where two big security guys standing in front of the VIP section so we made our way there.

Clara obviously knew who the owner was but she didn't tell me she just told me that I can say my normal name. So when one of the guard asked "Name?" I said "Arlena Esposito"
Their eyes widened and they instantly stepped to the side to let me in. As I went in I was impressed.

The club looked good, well now I was more curious to see who the owner is, I hadn't enough time to look at the club cause Clara started dragging me toward the bar. The bartender came with a smirk on his face and asked "What do you beautiful ladies want to drink?"

"Two shots of vodka" Clara said.
The bartender's smirk widened and he said "coming right up" and left. After a few minutes the bartender came back and gave us our shots. "Here you go ladies." He put our drinks down and just stood there.

What a fucking creep. "If you don't get the fuck away from us. I will shot you between your eyes and then send your body to your family as your birthday gift" he quickly turned around and went to do his job.

Clara chuckled and said "to our friendship"
"To our friendship." I said. I swallowed the drink down. After that we order more shots, what noticed is that the bartender from before wasn't here anymore. Clara dragged me to the dance floor and we started dancing.

As I was dancing with Clara I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up and there he was. He was looking right at me. Some blonde chick was dancing on his lap but he was only looking at me. His legs where spread wide and he was leaning back to look at me more.

I turned around and saw a cute guy and he was coming my way. Why not give people a show right. The guy had blonde hair and I think dark brown eyes. He was taller than. "Hello beautiful, wanna dance?"

Okay Arlena play innocent. I looked up at him with my fuck me eyes and said "Yeah sure why not." We started dancing. I know he is still looking at me so I turned around and that guy behind me pushed me against him so my ass was against his front.

D 'Angelo was still looking at me I smirked and send a wink his way. The guy got a little to touchy so I once again turned around and said to him "You will put your disgusting hands of off me right now and when you do you will walk out of this club and never come back!"

"Oh come on beautiful we where having fun." He grabbed me by the hips and pushed me against him. I smirked and looked up at him. "Yeah you are right, we should go somewhere where I think it's more private."

The guy nodded and I grabbed his hand and lead him to one of the rooms. There was a bed,I pushed him there and he laid down. "Do your work, beautiful." He smirked

"Oh I will!" I undid his pants and his disgusting dick flew out. I grabbed the knife that I was holding this whole time behind my back, he threw his head back and waited for me. I cut his dick of and he was about to scream but I hushed him down by punching him across the face.

"Now, if you scream I will do much worse than cut your dick off"
"You fucking bitch!" He screamed.
I punched him again. "Thanks for the compliment, should have listened to me when I told you to leave, and what did I tell you about screaming"

As he turned his head to the side I saw something  that he wished I shouldn't have. It was a Russian tattoo. "I see we have a Russian under me. How's your boss?"
"How- How do you know that I'm from the Russians?" He stuttered.

"You just told me yourself. Now what should I do with you?" I made a thinking motion. As I looked back at him I saw fear in his eyes, this guy was just playing the strong man in front of me but now he's here fearing me.

"Wait I found the idea"
"Wha-" his sentence was cut short because I slit his throat. Then I drew a big 'A' across his chest.  The door to the room opened to reveal D 'Angelo.
He furrowed his eyes and stepped inside the room, he closed the door behind him.

"Hello, D 'Angelo." I said I stood to my full height he still seemed to be a bit confused. He pulled his phone out and called someone to get this cleaned. "Hello Mrs. Esposito I told you we would meet soon. Now tell me what are you doing in my club?"

"This is your club? Well I must admit i like it. I'm just partying with a friend."
"Is your friend that blonde girl who is dancing with my friend?"

We stepped out of the room and he pointed at Clara and she was dancing with some dude. "Yeah that is she!"
"Come I need to talk to you in private" he grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the other side of the club.

I stooped by a hall where nobody was except us. What does he want to talk about. "D 'Angelo what did you want to talk about?" I asked as I looked up at him, even with heels this asshole was taller than me.

There it was, that fucking smirk again "well mrs. Esposito A lot of men were looking at you and I didn't quite like that cause I'd like to look at what's mine alone. I think the dress is a bit short, no?" He finished of

"Well Mr. D 'Angelo I think the dress is perfect ,actually I wanted it a little shorter what do you think?" I pulled my dress higher. He quickly  grabbed  my hand to stop me from going further "not here" he dragged me to the end of the hall till we where standing in front of two black doors. He opened the door and I got in, as I heard the door lock I turned around only to see him a few feet away from me.

He started to walk towards me and I walked backwards till my thighs hit a hard table. Fuck. He was now standing in front of me much closer than before he grabbed me by my throat and leaned closer and said "What are you doing to me Adalieah?"

It was the most sexiest way a person had said my middle name. I leaned much closer but not so close that our lips touched. "I don't know you tell me" he looked at me and I looked right back at him as he leaned closer I also leaned closer. Did he really think I'm letting him kiss me? Asshole. As we were mere  inches away I leaned in  to whisper in his ear "Emiliano don't get ahead of yourself "

I felt him mumble a few cuss words in Italian and he leaned back. Fucking finally. I straightened my back and went over to the door but before I got out I said "good night, and by the way you should do something about that situation down there" I pointed to his growing dick.

He chuckled a bit and said "good night, amore"