Undercover Love (Draft 1)

Chapter Twelve

After arranging my shopping in my closet, I decided to continue reading my book before I was rudely interrupted by Matteo braying on my door and singing my name.

          "What do you want?" I sigh as I open the door, my social battery at an all time low after spending the last hour or so with him and Ryder.

          Ignoring my obvious annoyance, he pushes his way into my room and throws himself onto my bed. "We're going out tonight." He grins, rising up to lean back onto his elbows. "You've got two hours to get ready. I suggest you wear that green dress you bought with us, it's too pretty to stay locked in your closet."

          "Do I even have a choice?" I groan, running a hand over my face as he shakes his head with a victorious grin. I walk over to my bean bag and throw myself down with a huff. 

          I really can't be bothered going out tonight, clubbing has never really been my scene. I'd much rather stay home and enjoy a spicy book and a date with my left hand. But this could be the perfect opportunity to get information while they're inebriated; they're more likely to spill their secrets when their guards are down.

          With a reluctant sigh, I nod my head to Matteo. "Fine. Get out so I can get ready." I say, pointing to the door as I stand back up and make my way towards the closet door.

          "Can't I stay in here and help?" He pouts as he rises off my bed.

          "Do I need to get Liam in here to escort you out instead?" 

          "No need for the threats, Little Queen, I'll see myself out. Remember to wear the green dress." He chuckles, raising his hands in surrender as he backs out of the room, closing the door behind him.

          Shaking my head at his demands, I open my closet and start getting myself ready for what's sure to be an eventful night.

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          After a quick shower and an hour and a half of attempting to make myself look presentable, I was finally dressed and ready.

         I gave myself a final check over in the mirror, barely recognising the person staring back at me. 

          My new green dress is simply breathtaking. The slit up the thigh makes it look sultry while not being too exposed, and the square neckline shows off my collarbones but still leaves enough to the imagination. The silver waistband sinches me in perfectly, making my waist look slim but accentuating my hips. I feel like a million bucks in this dress. 

          My curly hair hangs loosely down my back, two clips holding it back from my face and exposing my silver hanging earrings and matching necklace that glitter in the lights

          My black heels aren't too high to be uncomfortable, but they add another four inches or so to my height and make my legs look longer. As I walk, I feel confident and powerful. This is the kind of appearance that commands attention and respect.

          Picking up my black sequined clutch, I slot my phone and fake ID inside before heading out to meet the guys downstairs.

          Maybe I should've put my heels on downstairs... I'm going to break my neck walking down these stairs.

          Reaching the bottom of the stairs, still gripping the railing to keep myself steady, I notice that only Adriano is downstairs. "Where are the others? Are we waiting for them?" I ask him, smiling as he holds his hand out for me to take.

          Grabbing my hand, Adriano offers me a cheeky grin and pulls me towards the front door. "The guys are already at the club. Apparently Matteo had an amazing plan to get Liam to the club before you so you can surprise him with this new dress of yours," He smirks at me, gesturing to the dress. "It is a magnificent dress, Tia, Liam is going to be speechless. Now, the driver is outside so let's go." He smiles, holding the door open for me to pass through before him.

          "Leave it to Matteo to try and play matchmaker." I chuckle, shaking my head at the image of Matteo grinning as he puts his plan to play. I wait for Adriano to finish locking the door before we head down to where the car - no, limousine - is waiting for us. 

          I turn to Adriano and raise an eyebrow in questioning before thanking the driver as he helps me into the seat. 

          "Liam's idea," he shrugs at me as he climbs into the seat next to me and pours us each a glass of champagne. "He called your driver before he left and demanded that he pick us up." He explains with a soft smile and hands my flute to me before taking a sip of his own.

          "My driver?" I ask, taking a sip and closing my eyes at the pleasant feeling of the bubbly fizzing in my throat. I would have to limit how much I drink tonight, I need to stay focused to be able to get any information out of any of them as the night progresses. 

          "Yes, your driver. Liam did tell you that the limo was yours if you wanted it, no?" He grins, his gentle Italian accent coming through, as my mouth opens in shock. "Liam means every word he ever says. A man is only as good as his word, after all." He shrugs and finishes off his drink.

          I just stare out of the window in shock as the car begins to move. 

          I have a limo?

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          The drive to the club took around fifteen minutes. I used the time to get to know Adriano better and we ended up getting along quite well. We spent the journey laughing and making jokes about the other guys while also learning little pieces about eachother.

          The driver pulled up on a crowded street and opened the door for us to get out. I could feel the bass from the music before I even saw the club's entrance. "Welcome to Club Festa." Adriano grins as he links his arm through mine and pulls us to the security.

          "Do we not have to wait in the line?" I ask, looking back at all the angry faces waiting to be allowed inside with an apologetic smile.

          He looks over to me with a mischievous grin and winks at the security as they let us pass straight through.

          "Didn't you know? This is Liam's club."