Enzo
"Someone caught your eye?" Rico, my little brother, asks when he notices my attention isn't on the stripper in front of us.
"Nah, just tired" I say, bringing my attention back to the stripper. She looks good, but someone else has got my attention tonight.
Three ladies walked in earlier, two of them wearing very short body con dresses. They looked lavishing. Normally what I'd go for, but they are in a strip club which takes them out of my checklist. I mean, I know they could be here for just drinks or support a friend, but nine times out of ten, most of the women here are definitely not straight. So, when I see these beautiful women walk in, I don't waste time looking as much as I'd normally do. I send them a quick glance and turn to look away, but my eyes seem to stop on the third lady.
She is not dressed for the setting. She is wearing cream stretchy tight-fitting pants, white turtle neck crop top and a cream overcoat. On her feet, she has the most comfortable shoes on. UGG's. Even in the overcoat, I can see the curves of her very big and round ass outlined. I visibly gulp. Why am I getting so worked up on a woman who is probably into other women?
When I've had enough of her perfect body, my eyes travel to her face. Although the lighting in here is red, I can still see her silky honey skin glistening in the low light. With a beautiful baby face that makes her look younger than she might actually be. But If I were to guess her age, based on her makeup free face, I'd guess 23. I watch her smile at something her friend says and I'm blessed with the view of the most beautiful dimples I've ever seen.
Is it even possible to look that beautiful? I mean, is it even legal?
Looking further, I noticed she has glasses that look like are prescribed in her left hand, as if she just took them off. In her right hand, a black designer hand bag that's not very flashy.
She isn't dressed for this place and it makes me think; either she's that type of girl or perhaps she just didn't want to doll up like her friends. Whatever the reason, I'm glad, because there was no way I'd have battered another eye at her if she was all dolled up in a strip club.
"She is a feisty one huh?" Rico mummers under his breath. His attention on the stripper working the pole in a black thong lingerie.
I hum in response, leaning back in my chair comfortably, legs manspread, eyes glued on my mystery woman. The ladies get seated and I notice she in on her phone doing god knows what, while her friends attention is on stage. Now I'm convinced she is here because of someone and that means she might be straight.
Maybe I do have a chance.
I mean, not to sound cocky and what not, but I am not so bad looking, and 'No' isn't a word I'm used to hearing when I approach women. So you get why I'm confident?
"You know, you could just go talk to her" Rico says making me let out a breathy chuckle as he throws a few dollars on stage earning a wink from the current stripper. That's when I realise, the stripper that was on stage is gone and a new one entered. Which means I have been looking at her for close to 6minutes.
Creep.
"I don't think she wants that" I say, meaning it. She doesn't strike me as someone who came here to be hit on.
"I mean, you won't know unless you try." He says being the supportive brother that he is.
"Nah, I'm good" I say, not wanting to embarrass myself.
When a different stripper in called on stage, her friend taps her arm and she takes her attention off her phone and turns her attention to the stage. So... she is here for someone. I follow her eyes and watch a beautiful girl dance the floor. Her beauty is breathtaking, she looks younger than my mystery woman. If I thought she was 19 because of her baby face, her friend or whatever relation they have, looks younger. But if she is here, dancing in front of us, working for Rico, I know she has to be older than 21.
I watch my beautiful angel throw 5$ bills. 5$ bills? I look at her hand and realise she has a few more in her hands, maybe amounting to 500$? Okay, I think I'm paying way too much attention on her.
I should stop. But like a fucking mad bull, I can't seem to take my eyes off her. She is like a canvas of perfection and the way she looks fucking perfect without even trying, kinda has me in awe. I'm a sucker for a lady who pays attention to her appearance, and everything about her just screams, elegance, like a gilded lily.
Just as I convince myself to stop, it's like she feels my eyes on her, she turns and her eyes are met with mine. She doesn't take her eyes off me, instead, she looks down my body as if to see if I reach up to her standards. I'm wearing a black suit and a white dress shirt with two loose bottoms. Not much to look at but she takes her time trailing my body and then looks back at my face, my eyes still on her pretty face.
She looks well composed, unreadable. Her face fixed, no smile, no nothing, just rested. Her facial expression doesn't change even after she trails my entire body with her eyes. Her attention turns back to the stripper ahead of us. She is definitely not the kind of woman I bring in my bed. But I like a challenge, so I just smile and look at the stage.
About 10minutes later, I decided I was done. The strippers tonight weren't doing it for me so I decided to head by the bar to grab a drink before I head out. Leaving Rico enjoying the beautiful view before him, I take out my phone after a continuous buzz and decided to pick it up.
"Madre" I said in my calmest voice. (Mother)
"Enzo, baby, vieni ancora domani??" (Are you still coming tomorrow?)
"Ahh, yes, would you like me to bring you anything?" I ask knowing she will send a whole damn list of groceries that will have in the shop for a whole hour. Most of that hour is wasted on a phone call with me asking if I'm getting the right thing.
Why do I even ask?
I know why, because I'd do anything for her and she knows it.
"I'll send the list, baby" she said with a little giggle.
"Alright. buonanotte mamma" (good night mama) I say chuckling lowly.
"I'll see you my boy"
With that, I cut the phone and put it back in my pocket.
"The usual De Luca?" My friend and manager, Jimmy, who is filling in for Robert the bartender asks and I nod. It's funny because he does this at-least once a month to try an land his lay of the day. In a few seconds he hands me my Jack and coke.
Taking my first sip, I hear Jimmy ask someone what they would like to drink.
"Six dirty martinis please" a deep feminine voice grabs my attention. It's raspy, feminine, but smooth. Fucking perfect.
I turn to look at the carrier of such a perfect voice and I'm met with fucking perfection of a woman. My mystery woman. I though she was gorgeous earlier? I was wrong. She is the definition of exquisite. I catch a whiff of her perfume that smells expensive. Her nude nails neatly manicured, her black curly hair in a messy bun but a few locks falling to her pretty face. She has the glasses she carried earlier on her face and boy, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.
I take the glass away from my lips and watch her struggle to pull herself onto the bar stool but manages after one failed attempt. She is wearing a golden wrist watch on her left and a gold bracelet on her the other. Around her neck, she has a golden necklace, nothing special, just a gold chain. In a millisecond my eyes drop to her chest, full and perky. It doesn't look like she is wearing a padded bra since I can see her little nipples pressing on the fabric. But then again, judging by her outfit, she was going for comfortability so I wouldn't be surprised if she was wearing a sports bra. She turns to look at me catching me staring intently at her tits.
She clears her throat in attempt to drag me out of my thoughts. When my eyes met hers, she throws me a death stare and I want to laugh at how adorable she looks. Her eyebrows furrowed, her lips almost into a pout. I want to laugh, but instead, i pretend to be ashamed and mouth a 'sorry', taking another long sip of my drink, finishing it. I see her roll her eyes and take their attention to her friend next to her.
I think that's my cue to leave.
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RomanceEnzo, a powerful, charming, sexy and wealthy young man known for his player reputation, had never experienced a real connection with anyone. His family's occupation and his own, made him popular among women. He didn't think he was capable of ever f...
