What a Pity

Ch. 14: VIP

I walk into Caramella wearing a sexy, revealing dress.

All eyes turn to me as I walk through the crowd. I see a group of men walking into the VIP section. That's who I'm here for.

I squeeze my way through the crowd. I see the poles are placed right in front of the VIP section. Yes, perfect view. I walk over to a bouncer.

"Um hi." I tap his shoulder. He turns and looks down at me. "Have you seen my friend?"

"What do you mean?" The bouncer asks.

"I came with my friend, but I can't find him and I want to go home." I state.

The bouncer sighs and looks straight ahead of him, not at me anymore since I'm below his eye sight. "I'm sorry. My boss-"

"What?" A man says from behind me.

"Oh! Hey, boss. This girl asked me if I've seen her friend. I was just gonna tell her I can't go on a goose chase because my amazing wonderful boss-"

"Shut the fuck up." The man turns me to face him. "My my, what a beautiful girl." He whispers.

"Thank you, sir." I smile.

I don't think he recognizes me, but I definitely recognize him. Miloe Russo, son of Maxon Russo. AKA a spoiled brat who almost inherited the most powerful mafia in the world without having to do any work.

He's very attractive for a mafia boss, probably because he's so young. But he's a man whore. He will quite literally fuck anything that walks.

I'm serious, but I won't go into detail.

I feel his grip on my forearm tighten. His face doesn't change that much, but I can see that saying that affected his body at least.

"Sicuramente scoperò questa piccola troia sexy." He mumbles to the bouncer, and I pretend like I don't speak Italian.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh nothing, beautiful." He smirks, he wraps and arm around my waist. "Would you like to come with me to the VIP section?" He whispers in my ear.

"Okay..." I say. He immediately begins dragging me to the VIP section.

We stop by the bar, and he orders a couple bottles of Tequila.

"Are you looking for any fun tonight?" He asks, standing beside me. His eyes roam over my body slowly. I lean a little bit forward more, exposing more of my cleavage.

I begin drawing random shapes on his forearm, that's resting on the counter. "Depends on who its with."

I look up at him with big eyes. I bite my lip. He smirks and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me so his breath slowly moves down my neck. "What if it's me?"

I smirk, examining his big hands, sharp jaw, and tall height. I slowly slide my hand up his chest to his jaw, pulling it down so I can whisper in his ear. "Absolutely."

After we get the drinks we walk over to the VIP section. The bouncer doesn't even need validation because I'm with the Miloe Russo, and you don't wanna mess with him.

One man who is smoking a cigarette notices Miloe. "Hey Miloe..." The man stops when he sees me. "Who's this?"

"I'm Olivia." I smile at the man.

"I'm Austin." He smirks, he grabs my hand and kisses it.

I look around the lounge and see around five men not including Miloe. I look at Ares in the corner.

I see Ares in the corner surrounded by girls. It's all good, no need to get jealous. I have an idea.

I 'accidentally' knock over some papers that are sitting on the table. "Oh my God. I'm so sorry." I bend over and begin picking up the papers.