Playing With The Delinquents

Chapter 9. His house?

Lorenzo's pov

I ditched Angelo and went to the VIP section. I don't even know why he came. I was supposed to come here alone to get away from my problems. But it's people like him and that girl. Esme Nova. That make it so hard to do so.

I drank 2 shots and sat back as I let myself drift off. Damn. Every time I close my eyes I see that witch's face. Her small body in that tight short skirt and crop top. She was playing dangerous games looking at me in the eyes with those blue orbs.

I rubbed my head and decided to get up and find Angelo. I paved my way through the crowd smacking strippers hands off me. Where is this dog. Don't tell me he fucking left the club for that girl. I got frustrated at the thought.

I looked over at the bar to see Esme slumped over on the bar stool, resting her head on the bar counter. Her hands covering her head. I see a man sit down next to her. The fuck? She's obviously drunk. What is he thinking. I see him put his hand on her thigh.

I rushed over to the bar. "move." I said looking down at him. Before he could say anything, I pulled out my gun and pointed it at him "I said move, little boy." 

He looked up and realized who he was about to argue with. "I'm so sorry Mr. Lombardi! I didn't know she was with you! Please spare" he trembled, stuttering on his words.

I put away my gun "pathetic. Get out of my sight before I change my mind and decide to put a bullet in your head." I stared at him with disgust as he scrambled off.

I looked back at Esme and sighed feeling pissed off. Why does she tend to get herself In trouble? And why am I the one to save her. I picked her up bridal style and walked with her towards the exit of the club.

No surprise, eyes turned to us. Eyes of jealously. Not only from the women, but from men too. She tried to open her eyes "who are you. Why do you look like that... that jerk." She was stumbling over her words. "Just shut up" I said as we approached my black Lamborghini.

I opened the passenger seat and put her in, I strapped her seatbelt and moved her hair out of her face. I stopped for a moment to take in her whole body.

I closed the car door and walked over to the drivers door. I got in and closed my door. I rubbed my head and opened my phone to text Angelo

Where are you? Esme passed out and now I have her in my car. - Lorenzo

Relax, I'm at the house with her friend Gianna-  Angelo

You brought her back to the main house or the gang's house. -Lorenzo

Main. Why? - Angelo

Just checking to see if you have sense. Don't tell me your planning on fucking her- Lorenzo

What? Hell no. She's too beautiful to be used as a stress reliever- Angelo

Don't get attached- Lorenzo

I sighed, turned of my phone and started the car. The roar of the engine must've woken up sleeping beauty because she immediately tried to open her eyes and fidget up"where's G..Gianna" she asked, concerned for her friend.

I sighed. "Just sit back. She's with Angelo." I said as I pulled out of the parking lot. I sped down the highway with the windows rolled down. I loved driving with the windows down. The breeze just felt astonishing and relaxing. I looked over to see Esme fast asleep, her midnight black hair flowing in wind.