His Guilty Pleasure

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Valentina's pov :

“ I don't know. Do I?”

My guy had a beautiful pair of ocean blue eyes with long, thick eyelashes. He had dirty blonde hair styled in curtain style and he must have been in his early 20s. He was muscular and looked pretty handsome.  His accent wasn't russian but instead, italian. He sat on the chair next to me and looked at me with his beautiful eyes.

“You tell me sweetheart. Why would a beautiful, young girl like you, be at a club, at this time, alone?”  He placed his hand on my own and I looked away, pretending to be shy.

He placed a string of my hair that had fallen infront of my eyes behind my ear and smirked at me. I moved my face closer to his and smiled. “Maybe I was looking for someone like you.” I whispered at him and his smirk widened.

“Nick.” He extended his hand for me to take and I shook it.

I'm definitely not saying my real name.

“Angel.” I lied to him and he hummed in agreement. “It suits you.” He complimented me and I fake giggled.

I placed my hand on the bar stool and rested my head on it.

“What would like to drink angel?” He asked me as he took my hand on his own. “A beer please.” He raised his hand and the barman came towards us. “Two beers.” He yelled through the noise and the barman nodded his head. He brought us two beers and Nick turned to look at me.

“So, Angel, what do you do for living?” he asked me and I smirked at him. “Nothing, I want my man to provide me everything I want.” I winked at him and he laughed as he placed his hand on my thigh. “Well,” he told me as he raised his hand to my back, “I think I am exactly what you're looking for, love.”

I smiled at him and placed my hand on his chest.

“Really?” I asked him and he winked at me. “Of course love.” he told me as he placed his hand on my thigh again. “And, Nick, am I what you're looking for?”

He came closer to me and placed a string of hair behind my ear again. “You're even more than that sweetheart.” He whispered in my ear and I smirked.

He placed his soft lips on my neck and left a feather like kiss on it.

I looked at the door and saw Alessandro exit the club. Bella guided her blondie on our table by his tie and wine bitch was in the middle of the dance floor, making out with the bald guy.

She's gonna suffocate him and ruin our plan.

“Angel,” Nick called me and I turned to look at him. Ours faces were almost touching and our lips were inches apart. “Have I told you that you're beautiful?” He placed his hand on my face and I blushed.

He moved his face even closer to mine and I tried to hide my panic.

Is he gonna kiss me?

God, I wish I could punch him.

As our lips were about to touch, a loud cough was heard and I turned my head to look where it came from. A man dressed in black that hid his face sat next to me and Nick. “One beer please.” he said in a deep voice that I could recognise from miles away.

A voice that belongs to an evil Disney character.

Mr big bad wolf.

I turned my head and looked at Nick, “I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. Wait for me here ok?” I told him and he smirked at me. “Anything you want my angel.”