His Redhead

CHAPTER 8 (Serena)

Here's Serena's POV of the night in the club *winks*. Have a good read!

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I knew Ryan was up to something when he insisted on meeting me physically before he signed the contract. I would have looked for other ways to get him to sign it without meeting him but a little part of me enjoyed his company even though he mostly gets on my nerve with his sensual comments and his lustful eyes.

well, I love gawking at his broad shoulders and lips as well. Not gonna lie but the sexual tension between us was undeniable, as tempting as it is to jump him when I see him, I'm going to take my time, I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of admitting that I'm attracted to him. I made a quick stop at a shop to get a club-worthy outfit, i needed something that screamed 'i'm sexy and I know it.'

Going through the lines of clothes on display, I spotted a little skin tight black leather dress with a low neckline, "perfect" I exclaimed. I have just the right stiletto that goes well with it. After spending some time in the bath to relax my tensed muscles, i got ready to head to De'Rock. I stared back at my reflection in the mirror and gave myself a mental pat on the back. My long curly hair was freed from the previous bun, gliding over my shoulder to cover the part of my skin which the cloth didn't. The dress barely reached my mid-thigh, at least, it covered my ass. The low neckline allowed the full display of my cleavage, bear with me for a short while, babies, I whispered with a pleading eyes at my chest.

This is just a one time thing, just to show Ryan that I can go all out if I wanted to. I grabbed my coat to keep me warm against the cold night air and walked out.

De'Rock Club is as famous as I heard judging by the long line of people waiting to enter, I drove to the other entrance made exclusively for the vip, seeing the type of people getting down from their expensive cars, one would know the caliber of people who frequent the place.

Ignoring the whistle and stares coming from the people I passed by, I went straight to the bar to order a drink.

"I need a drink to keep the cold out" I told the guy behind the bar, he raised his brow, "sure, beautiful" he replied, taking a quick glace at my chest.

I chugged the first drink and a burning sensation passed through my throat and settled in my stomach, "good" I muttered, I needed something hot to keep me warm, the weather is a little chilly and my choice of cloth is not the ideal cloth for the weather.

I scanned the whole place, looking for a certain black haired man with a cleft, after several seconds of sweeping the place, my eyes fell on him in one of the vip sections, relaxing lazily on the sofa with a drink in one hand while the other was scrolling though the phone, studying how his eyes kept glancing around like he was expecting or searching for someone. Looking for me?

The corner of my lips pulled up in a smirk, I glanced at the dancefloor and moved my eyes back at him to feed my eyes on his appearance. His messy hair kept drawing me in, I wish I could brush my hand through them, what's with his hair that makes me want to bury my fingers in them! I shrugged. White shirt fits him perfectly, showing his well-defined muscles, abs and biceps. Not too far from him was a guy who looked like him, could be one of his brothers and perhaps the owner.

Few minutes later, Ryan walked out of the VIP section and leaned on the pillar, gazing out to see the activities below. "That's my cue", I downed my glass and headed to the dance floor to give him a show.

I moved and swayed to the music, making sure I caught his gaze, I smirked when I saw surprised flash in his eyes, I could see the guy beside him speaking to him but Ryan's eyes were trained on me.  I made sure to emit the aura of seduction in me and almost all eyes on stage were on me, I held on to Ryan's gaze, staring right back at me with his ocean blue eyes, I could clearly see lust mirthing in his eyes.