A Strange Feeling

2|Strange feeling

Chapter 2: Strange feeling (Ana's POV)

I opened my eyes and saw a person looking at me. I was confused for a minute but then I remembered how I ended up here. I was in Petar's apartment. I wanted to smack my head so hard right now.

"Good morning," he said smiling, leaning in to kiss me.

I turned my head "Morning," I got out of bed, and put my clothes on.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"On Mars," I replied sarcastically "Where can I go Petar? Home of course,"

He was looking at me confused and obviously not happy.

"Stay for breakfast,"

"No, we are not going through this again. I'm leaving now and please never appear in front of me again." I said while walking out of his bedroom.

"No, wait!" he ran after me

"What?"

"Why are you pushing me away?"

"Because I can't deal with you again."

"Then why did you sleep with me last night?" he raised his eyebrows.

"To say goodbye, forever." I said and rushed through the door, run to my car, and got the hell out of there.

Petar and I have a lot of history. We've been on and off since we were teenagers. Of course, we've been with different people throughout the years, but somehow, we always ended up together. But I decided to end the cycle for good. If we were meant for each other, we wouldn't have hurt each other almost every time. I used to be madly in love with him but now all I feel is...nothing. Not a damn thing.

A hearth can't love the same way it loved before it was broken. And mine was broken too many times.

I parked my car in front of my house. It was 8am and I wondered if I should go at the café or not. My body wanted a detox from everything, so I decided to stay home and go at the club tonight. I locked the front door and tossed my purse on the shoe cabinet. I took a deep, relaxing bath with citrus essential oil so I can wash myself completely. That always helps me with my anxiety and stress.

I got out of the bathroom still in my bathroom robe and sat on the couch in my small living room, lighting a cigarette. I sat in silence and peace letting my thoughts escape my mind.

My house was small but cozy. I always wanted to live on my own, have my own personal, small and tidy space that I would call my vampire den. I was so lucky to find this one story, tiny house that had everything I needed. It had a big enough bedroom, a beautiful bathroom with antique ties, small hallway and open living room combined with kitchen and dining room. It also had a small backyard that I decorated with a lot of flowers and I planted a vibrant green grass. The backyard was my heaven on Earth. Every room in my house was made in 70s and 80s style, they were colorful and energetic. Judging from how well my business runs everyone would expect to see me living in a mansion but I had no reason to by a huge house and live alone in it. What would I do, play tag with imaginary friends?

The day passed quickly and it was 7pm when I woke up from my day nap. I had a weird dream of a huge palace shining brightly and blinding me. It was weird but I couldn't care less, I always have weird dreams. I rubbed my eyes and I turned on the espresso machine and by the time it warmed I went to my bedroom and turned on the lights on the mirror to do my make up.

Something is different, I can feel the energy shifting. My cat is meowing more than normal. It's a good feeling, something good is going to happen. I don't know how but I'm very sensitive to energies and vibes, and I can easily tell if my day is going to be good or total crap.

I finished my makeup and I blow dried my hair in 80s style. It's 80s night at the club, so I must be dressed accordingly. Before I left I made sure everything is turned off and every window is closed. I started my car and turned on the radio.

"The royal family from Vremineian arrived today at Kleah, the capital of Puliama." said the voice on the radio

Do I predict the future with my dreams? What are they doing here? I questioned myself. I don't understand what they could possibly get from visiting my country. Politics? A voice appeared in my head. Naah, we don't have the same politic strategy with them, plus they are monarchy, and we are not.

Maybe they are on vacation. But who the hell goes on vacation in Puliama? I parked the car in front of the club.

I entered and I greeted my employees as I do every day, with a huge smile, a little dancing, and hugs for each one of them. They are such sweethearts, I love them.

I took my tequila shot when Viktor came near me "Table 4 is interested in meeting you,"

"Why?" I asked

"I don't know, they are foreigners, the young guy was very amazed by the bar," he raised his brows at me "And he is H O T"

I looked over their table and suddenly the feeling that I had through the entire day heightened. It was crystal clear to me, the guy I was looking at is going to be a big trouble. A sweet, steamy trouble.

"Thank you. I'm really proud of it, hell I even like this place more than my own house," I giggled. "Now if you excuse me, I should go and give directions to my employees."

I explained the plan for tonight to my team and everyone started doing their job. I looked over the royals and smacked my head, hard. They stared at me more worried than confused. I run to their table "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ana Ristov," I said, smiling nervously.

They laughed. "Pleasure to meet you, Ana. I'm Erik, this is my father Frank, my mother Francesca, and my brother Cassian."

They all looked at me smiling.

I spent the night chatting a little bit with them but when the club started filling with people I had to go and see how the work was going. The VIP section was already full with regular spoiled rich sons and daughters of the members of the government. I always had a lot of trouble with them because they behaved like idiots. They smashed glasses and bottles, almost every weekend they sneak minors in even though my number one rule is no minors in mu club.

But in Puliama everything was possible. No one respected any law or any rule. The rich kids thought they are God and their fathers would come in my club the day after and tossed me money to buy and repair everything they've broken. They would even flirt with me or try to buy me some nice presents even though they have wives and kids. I was sick of it.

I went behind the bar to help. I had enough employees but I always helped them when they needed me. I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt and started bartending.

I glanced over at the royals and caught Erik already staring at me. He smirked and I smirked back.

My stomach rolled on the inside.

Damn it!

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You can see the picture of the bar and her outfit