Dusk

Chapter 1 - The new life

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Rick's POV

I parked my motorcycle in the parking lot in front of the nightclub, Stardust, where I worked as a bartender and got off my motorcycle.

When I left Italy and came to New York, I didn't know what to do. I felt lost. The only thing I knew I wouldn't go back to my old life; running away from that darkness was the best decision I had made in my life. Now I was just Rick, nothing more. Rick Adams. New identity, new life.

Fortunately, I had an experience in this job; when I was on a holiday in Monaco, I worked at my friend's nightclub as a bartender for fun. So when I came to New York, I decided to work as a bartender.

Suddenly, I heard a woman voice calling for me to stop a man who was running towards the parking lot, holding a clutch in his hand. Probably, it was that woman's bag.

I blocked the man's way and ordered in an authoritative tone, "Give the bag to me."

"Get out of my way!" he demanded angrily as he pulled out a knife.

"Give the bag to me!" I repeated firmly and when he wanted to attack me, I dogged and did a spinning hook kick, making him drop the knife. Then I grabbed him by his collar and punched him.

"Help!"

I looked at the woman who was screaming as she approached us. She had dazzling blue eyes, making me lost in them. She looked so beautiful in her red mini dress.

"Be careful!" she warned me, interrupting my thoughts.

At the last minute, I dodged quickly when the bastard tried to hit me. As I wanted to punch him, he ran away.

I picked her bag from the ground while breathing heavily and held it towards the angel.

"Thank you," she gave me a grateful smile, taking her bag. "Are you fine?" she asked, concerned.

"I am fine. Don't worry."

"I-" When she wanted to say something, her phone rang, cutting her off. The angel sighed and pulled her phone out of her bag. "Excuse me," she gave me an apologetic look.

"Good night," I gave her a slight smile and left, letting her pick up her phone, giving her privacy.

After giving a customer his order, I noticed the same girl walking into the nightclub with two girls. They approached a table near the dance floor while talking and smiling. Meanwhile, I couldn't take my eyes off the angel. I was mesmerized by her beauty. And her dazzling smile...

"Hey, be careful. Now your loyal fan will tear you in two, bro," my coworker, Harry teased me, leaning towards my ear.

"What?" I frowned, giving him a puzzled look.

"I am saying that you should take your eyes off that chick, or Ms. Cosmopolitan will make a scene," he commented, gesturing to the angel, and smirked mischievously.