I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me, closing the little space we had between us, and a gasp escaped her lips.
"I fuck hard. Rough. Nasty. Fast," I rasped against her ear, causing her to shudder, and goosebumps to rise on her skin. Tracing circles on the small of her back, letting her get ready for me. Allowing her skin to burn underneath my touch. "You live round here, darling?"
"Yeah, my apartment is two blocks away," she moaned.
"You wanna get out of here, then?" I smirked, planting a kiss on her neck.
She gave me a feeble nod, taking my hand in hers, leading me straight out of the club. Hardly able to walk straight after the encounter we'd just had.
Hell, if I'd got her this undone with just a few words, I could only imagine how much she'd moan and scream when we did the real thing.
I continued to walk unsteadily, the alcohol still spinning around my system. As I reached the exit of the club, I was shocked when I saw Fizz standing there with his arms folded, looking at me with a deadly expression on his face.
"What the fuck are you playing at, bro?" Fizz snarled.
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Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance
RomanceThey say if you keep dancing with the devil you'll get burned. I'd been destined for hell my whole damn life. Living a life of sin, hurting so many people who didn't deserve to be hurt. Except she was the opposite of me. She was like an angel. Who w...
