Enzo Salvatore- a wealthy business man by day, sexy mafia boss by night. He has it all. The money, the looks, the wealth, and usually the women. Yet when he crosses paths with Aria, he feels as though he's missing an important piece.
Aria Lopez- she...
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I could not take my eyes off her all night. She was a great dancer and knew how to get all the attention on her. The moment she walked into the club I felt jealous; for me, that was a foreign feeling.
I didn't even know the woman but I already felt possessive over her. Her little dress clung to her body, not leaving much to the imagination. Her tanned legs and thick thighs looked like heaven, her tits were pooling out from the top of her dress. Her little waist looked perfect for my hands to hold onto as well as her hips. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back like a princess, and her piercing blue eyes made my heart beat a little faster each time I looked into them.
This whole night I should have been sorting some business out as sales had been down but I was too distracted to even think about it.
Especially when she moved down onto the dance floor and started dancing with that boy. My eyes were drawn to where his hands were placed, all over her little body. But when I saw her being dragged away as she looked around in despair, I couldn't just stand there and let it happen.
So I ran down the stairs and got in his way, not letting him drag her any further. I had my hand on his chest, keeping him in place. But I was so tempted to hit him. Until I saw her falling. I pushed past the blonde boy and bent down to where she had fallen.
Her face was flushed red and her mouth was partially open. I stood there for a moment, contemplating what to do.
I gently picked her up so that she was lying bridal style in my arms. My feet automatically began moving towards the back rooms, pushing past anyone in my way. At this point I didn't care about the guy that did this to her, I just wanted her to be safe.
Once I had gotten her away from the crowds of people, I gently lay her down on one of the sofas, trying not to wake her just yet. Quickly, I went to get her a bottle of water for when she woke up and some aspirin in case she has a headache. Turns out the night hadn't turned out as well as I had hoped.
This club has only been open for a month and already it's a shit show. First, this strange girl tried to kill her friend, and now this.
I put everything besides her and moved to sit down. Deciding where to look so I don't accidentally end up looking at her like a creep when she wakes up. My eyes focus on the corner of the room, acting like there's a really interesting 27-legged spider over there.
Some time passes before I see her fall from the corner of my eye. Right on her face. Looks like she rolled off the couch as she was waking up. A disgruntled groan leaves her mouth. It's tempting to laugh right now but I probably shouldn't.
"What the fuck" I hear as she rolls over onto her back, like a turtle. As she does, she notices me and stops breathing. Usually, id blame that on the looks but id say this is from horror. She quickly shoots up from where she was lying down so that she's sat up on the floor.
