A Valentino's Life (On Hold)

Chapter Six: An Easy Kidnapping

Chapter Six: An Easy Kidnapping

Zale’s P.O.V.

Really, I had no idea this was going to be so easy.

Snapping my phone closed, shutting off my father’s voice as my eyes scanned the room for the girl in question. My boys and I were currently inside some filthy club, beers in hand and skanky girls pressing themselves to our sides in hopes of being brought home.

It was disgusting, but my lifestyle all the same.

That’s exactly why my father wanted me involved, he knew how I acted on a daily basis, especially with women. A blonde had her hands roaming my chest but I was oblivious to her at the moment, this was more important.

Practically across the entire club, one of the hottest girls in existence was dancing against a random guy, very obviously drunk beyond belief. My father always called her Calisto, my grandpa called her Eliza’s daughter, but everyone else seemed to call her Cali. She had on an extremely tight black dress that was making the mouths of men water uncontrollably as her hips shook. In the end, she was the sexiest thing I had ever seen and, if this wasn’t business, the guy she was grinding against would be me.

After making visual contact, I swallowed the remnants of my beer and turned my attention to the blonde. In the corner of my eye, I watched as Cali whispered into the ear of the boy she was with before they made their way toward the back. That’s where the hotel could be found.

“Listen babe, I have a room upstairs. Want to go?” I asked the blonde, throwing her my signature cocky smirk. Her eyes melted into mine as she nodded excitedly. The boys Cali had come with were now making their way after her, each towing a girl to have the same fun their boss was about to.

I threw money onto the bar before tapping my best friend, Tucker, on the shoulder. He whirled around in his seat, “What’s up, man?” He asked before letting his eyes connect to the blonde’s smoking body. A smile of acknowledgement lit up his face, “Not bad!” He praised, I merely shrugged. “You know where we’ll be.” I told him, flashing the key card before sauntering away, the blonde tucked under my arm.

My father and Uncle Tyrone had done some research, apparently when Cali got pissed off she ended up at this ugly club with her boys. By the end of the night, she ended up wasted in either the room of the flavor of the day or in room 35C. Conveniently I was holding the key car to the room right across the hall. Valentino’s don’t know what they’re up against.

It was five a.m. the next morning when I rolled over to find the blonde still passed out. Oh yeah, she was a fun one, and crazy flexible. But fun time was over, it was time for business.

As quiet as I could, I removed myself from the bed and began searching for my boxers. Blonde had some endurance on her, I think we hit three times before she passed out naked on my chest.

Finally finding the black cloth, I yanked them on along with the rest of my clothes and finally my jacket. My sneakers were in a pile with her heels next to the door, I grabbed them before exiting the suite to the main area.

Out there, my four best friends, Tucker, Alex, Theo, and Evan, were sitting together waiting. Their gazes all snapped up to me as I stepped out before we all broke into smiles. “Dude, you just couldn’t stop!” Evan congratulated me. My lips pursed jokingly, “Ah, she was good. I’ve had better.” I replied with a smirk. Alex shook his head in laughter beside Evan, Tucker merely smirked at me. “Alright, bro, what’s the plan?”

Twenty minutes later, the blonde had been removed angrily from my room and Tucker was in the process of checking us out. “Alright,” my best friend started, “We’re ready to roll.” We exchanged nods before throwing up our hoods.