Phthartic Trilogy Book #2
Prequel to The Virgin's Prostitute
WARNING: For mature readers only.
This book can also be a stand alone
Niccolo Black is the best assassin of his time, he's ruthless and is known to care about no one but himself. Marcus L...
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Niccolo's POV
I walked out of the bathroom rubbing my eyes and the music sounded so far away while the lights were blurred in my vision. Maybe I had too much to drink. Everything was irritating me. Shit.....I don't even know why I'm here.
I don't want to be here, but at least I can make mental notes of the designs for the new club I plan to build next year, not that my brain is doing a good job at anything right now.
Marcus looked infatuated with some blonde girl and Ariano didn't even bother to hide the fact that he was getting his dick sucked as he sat in a booth full of girls.
This club is too noisy. It's too hot. It's......
I need..... I need some air.
I stumbled my way outside through the back door and tried to breathe but I couldn't. I couldn't get a solid gulp of air down my throat.
I leaned my head against the brick wall and tried to focus on my breathing when a waitress came out and eyed me for a few seconds.
"You okay dude?"
"Obviously fucking not. I drank something....now I... I can't breathe" She sighed, throwing the bag of garbage away and going back inside for a few seconds. She came back out with a bottle of Gatorade.
"If you drink this you'll feel better. Maybe look at the ingredients of what you drink before you drink it. My guess is you had the Vixen's Potion and that doesn't sit right with a lot of guys." I took the bottle from her no longer caring to check if it's been tampered with. I just gulped the whole thing down and breathed out.
"Now come here". She held my arm leading me further into the corner and then I realized why when I started to puke everything up.
It hurt, like a bitch.
By the time I was done I did feel much better, but was also in need of mouthwash and a new order of pride.
"I owe you" I mumbled.
"That's alright, pretty boy. You repaid me by not puking all over my dress." She laughed before she opened the door leading me back inside.
"Bathroom is to the right. Anything you need is in there." After that she disappeared, probably back to do her actual job.
I washed out my mouth properly before I went back inside to find Ariano.
"Hey I think I'll leave now" I shouted over the music to him and he frowned.
"No stayyyyyyy." He's drunk.
As if this night couldn't get any worse. He looked at me, his eyes closing and opening as if he didn't know how his eyes worked. He was about to black out.
"Ok girls time to get off of my cousin" I gave a fake smile. Most of the girls weren't bothering with him as much as when he was sober. They probably figured after a certain point he wasn't thinking straight anymore.
