Diabla

chapter 9

Once we got into the club we went straight to the bar, passing sweaty bodies.

"4 shots please," Alisha said winking at the bartender.

He smirked at her before giving us our shots.

We downed the shots quickly our throats burning from the impact.

We both decided to drink today so we would probably just call an uber to take home.

Alisha had found a man to dance with and left me alone.

So much for fun.

I ordered another drink ready to get drunk.

I heard shuffling from infront of me and looked up only to see a man smirking at me.

He had black hair and captivating green eyes. His jaw line was defined and looked as if it could cut through metal.

He must of realised I was checking him out because his smirk only grew wider.

Time to bust his ego.

"What's a pretty lady like you doing all alone?," he said as he winked.

Definitely haven't heard that before.

I stared at him in disgust "can't you tell," I said with a bored tone "I'm trying  to get away from cocky men like you,"

He smiled at me "ouch that really hurt my ego,"

"Your ego won't be the only thing that's hurt if you don't leave me alone," I said looking up at him.

He chuckled.

He probably thought I was joking.

He leaned back "you are something else Sophia,"

Dumb shit.

He was really dumb for letting his cover get blown. He knew my name and he was up to something.

I was expecting some type of reaction when he let his cover get blown but I didn't get one.

Then I realised he didn't know he fucked up.

This was going to be fun.

I looked away purposely and looked from the corner of my eye. As expected, he poured somthing into my drink.

I put my hand under my dress and found my knife that I had strapped in earlier.

I wasn't going to use it just yet.

I turned my gaze towards him again.

He looked at me and slightly smirked before taking a small sip from his drink.

I wasn't going to deny it, he was gorgeous. But he was a fool if he thought he could trick me.

"Who sent you?" I said while playing with the ice that was left over from my drink.

He gave me an amused smirk before leaning over and whispering in my ear
"What makes you think that someone sent me darling" he said lowly the whiskey he had been drinking earlier clearly evident.

I couldn't help but feel turned on. My inner subconscious told me to snap out of it. I was ruthless, deadly and wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who disrespected me. I was diabla. And with that, I reached for the knife that was strapped to my thigh and plunged it on to his knee.

I heard him groan and mutter words in which I think was italian. I smirked then leaned over and whispered in his ear
"You can't fool me darling" mocking his words from earlier.

I looked around to see if anyone was watching but everyone was too focused on grinding on the person they were dancing with.

I got up from my seat and made my way over to the vip section.

I sat down pulled my phone out and called Nate.

Nate was a trusted freind. He always looked out for me and was practically a brother to me.

"Soph," he said in a deep voice. He sounded tired. I checked the time and it was 12 am.

My bad.

"Are you busy?" I asked

"No, what's wrong?" He said his tired voice sounding more concerned.

"I'm at a club someone tried to attack me, it was obvious" I said with a sigh " I need you to come help me figure out who sent him, I think he was itallian,"

"Send me the location," he said before cutting the call.

I texted Nate the address and turned of my phone.

Even though Nate could be a total asshole, I was always his first priority which was really sweet.

Him and Alisha are the only people I care about.

I would be lost without them both and even if  Nate won't admit it, I know he thinks the same.

I haven't told him about the whole Lorenzo situation yet so I should probably tell him.

Nate being Nate, probably won't like the fact that I'm staying at an itallian Don's mansion for the next few months.

But he'll get over it. Plus when do I ever listen to him?

Five minutes later Nate came into the vip section and quickly hugged me before looking for any injuries.

"Are you hurt?," he said with concern. "Did the bastard do anything,"

"I'm fine hermano," (brother) I laughed.

Nate also came from a Spanish background so we understood each other. He may not be my blood brother but whenever we were together it sure did feel like that.

"Good now show me where he is," he said.

We made our way to the main area of the club. We found him in the bathroom cleaning his wound which was bleeding like crazy.

Damn, I got I got him good.

"I'll get the information out of him hermana menor," (little sister) "You go home I called you and Alisha a uber" he said before turning his gaze towards the man who looked like he was going to shit himself.

I winked at the guy and he glared at me.

*****

I got a drunk Alisha into the uber before giving the driver our address.

Shit, I was supposed to tell Nate about Lorenzo.

It's fine I'll tell him tomorrow.

*****

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