Caught In Her Vengeance - Book 2

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Chapter 55

Catalina

Watching through the rearview mirror of my parked car, I carefully eyed Enzo walking in the direction of the crowded nightclub. He wore dark gray suit pants with a white dress shirt under his matching blazer. His top two buttons were undone, leaving the red rose tattoos covering the creamy pale skin of his chest and neck on display for me to admire unknowingly.

I wet my lips, enjoying his slow and sexy strides as he eased his way up to the front of the line and towards the front door of the building as though he owned the place. Given what I now knew about him and his older brother, that could be quite possible...

There was a small group of men nearby, and their blatant feign machismo was threatened as Enzo passed by them. The men stiffened, staring up at him with squared shoulders and narrowed eyes, while the women standing with them had the total opposite reaction.

They, on the other hand, looked as feral as I felt, which made me laugh because there was no chance in hell.

When Enzo finally reached the enormous bouncer who was manning the ebony velvet rope, the man's eyes lit up, but he remained quite reserved, keeping his cool as they spoke, and I curiously furrowed my brows. It was clear the two men knew each other as they exchanged a few words. The bouncer winked with a slight shrug, and Enzo's lips twisted devilishly, then they morphed into a charming smile that would make anyone's knees weak as his head slowly tilted to the side.

What the actual fuck? The corner of my mouth tipped upward, and I smiled to myself, eyeing their seemingly simple interaction as my  fingers curled into the taut material of the leather steering wheel. He was flirting. I knew this because his moves were ones I had become all too familiar with.

Moments later, the huge burly man lifted the rope and nodded him through with another flirtatious wink. Those same men watching him threw their hands up, cursing at the air as their women seemed to be growing increasingly irritated by the fact that their boyfriends lacked the same eminence Lorenzo so effortlessly possessed.

Why was I in the parking lot watching Enzo from my parked car? You might've asked yourself. Well, since we had left the gym, his words had replayed on a loop in my mind. They weren't you. No one was. Did he really have to do me like that, though? I tried so hard to keep all the guys at a distance. He was the last straw, and now the walls that I had so carefully put up before I came back to Miami were seeming more than a bit nonexistent. So I followed him here.

We showered at the gym, and after changing, I jumped into my car. He had gotten a call on the way back home...Home. When did I start calling it that?

Anyway, Enzo got a call on our way back to Nic's place, and I was only able to make out bits and pieces, but I was interested to see what he was getting up to...if, apparently, he wasn't fucking other people, then what was he doing? I swallowed hard, eyeing two familiar faces strutting into the club hand-in-hand, which meant it was my cue. I made a few calls of my own before we got here.

Unbuckling my seatbelt, I took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled through my nostrils. I wasn't sure why I was nervous all of a sudden. It was Lorenzo, for chrissake... in a club full of people. How bad could it possibly be?

Usually, I would've gone on this adventure with my best friend but seeing as how she has been dealing with her own relationship shit. I decided to let her sit this one out. I stepped into the building, and I felt immediately out of place.

I heard Enzo say the name of the nightclub on the phone, so I dressed in one of my skimpiest little outfits even though I was sore as hell. I was hoping to grab his attention though now his eyes weren't the only ones I had to be concerned about. Everyone was mostly dressed in relatively normal clothing: jeans, short shorts, and graphic t-shirts, not your typical club garb. Interesting.

Smoke machines were at full blast while house music blared through the speakers and strobe lights flickered in time with the beat. The royal purple dance floor was separated into three levels. One of which, the very top platform, had a massive steel cage dead center. I wonder what that's about? Looking around the overly crowded room, Enzo was nowhere to be found, and my stomach flipped anxiously. I didn't want him to see me before I was ready.

"There she is."

A shiver of excitement rolled down my spine, and I smiled to myself when I heard a familiar voice as two hands came to my waist from behind, squeezing me.

"Here I am," I said, spinning to face them. "I'm so glad you could make it tonight."

"Please, for our Zozo," Kandy said with an inviting smile as Cherry came up to stand beside her from the back, giving me an equally alluring giggle as she played with her fiery red hair. "Anything for him, doll." Funny enough, now that I was truly seeing them together, the nickname didn't bother me as much.

"Well, it's more for me than it is for him," I told them honestly.

"Oh, dollface, don't worry, your pretty little self," Kandy winked. "We really liked you too. He just wouldn't let us play that night," she faked, pouting before her full red lips curled into a deep grin. "But we're glad you convinced him to change his mind." Hm, was that what they thought was going on here? Enzo had no idea what I had planned.

"Yeah, it's no biggie, honey," Cherry said with a laugh, curling her ashen freckled arm around Kandy's round hips and pulling the curvy woman back towards her, leaving no space between them. Kandy gasped when Cherry carefully began to skim the plunging neckline of her revealing dress with her sharpened hot pink fingertip. Cherry then brought her lips to Kandy's sun-kissed skin, kissing the side of her neck slowly from behind, eliciting the neediest of whimpers from her that would make anyone wet. I could totally see why Lorenzo was drawn to these two. Cherry's brown eyes flickered to mine, and she smiled against Kandy's dampened flesh. "We love couples that play together too."

I was going to correct her and tell her that Lorenzo and I were not a couple anymore, but I didn't see the point in getting into that headache right now.

"Catalina," Someone shouted over the music from my side. That voice—that one made me jump. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

I rolled my eyes, then I forced a smile, turning to face him. My hands were tucked behind my back, and I bounced on the front of my heels, playing coy. "Oh, hey, Enzo, you're here too?" I furrowed my brows in mock confusion, then I shrugged a single shoulder, stepping closer to him as I let out a barely there sigh. His jaw clenched, and his glare followed me closely as I invaded his space. "I'm uhh...just meeting some friends, and you?" His nostrils flared with evident desire when I pressed myself to him.

Clearing his throat, he held my gaze as though to seem unaffected by me and what I was wearing... Or, as Nic said before I left the house, lack thereof. The man's disdain for the clubbing portion of my closet was hilarious.

"Blowing off steam," Enzo sneered, his icy gaze pinning me where I stood. "What friends?"

I ignored his question and leaned closer, gently coming up on my toes to brush my lips against the shell of his ear as I spoke. "I remember other ways you enjoyed blowing off steam, Lorenzo." I gently nipped at his ear, my fingertip skating against the line of his sharp jaw before settling back down on my feet.

"Catalina," he cautioned carefully, causing a warmth to erupt in my chest. His warning told me that he wanted me as badly as I did him despite what he said this morning in his bedroom, and now he knew we both knew it too.

"Yes?" I asked.

My eyes flickered down to his soft lips, preparing myself to kiss him, but when he proceeded to look over my shoulder, his expression hardened, and the mood was immediately gone.

"Nope! Fuuuck no." Pushing away from me, Enzo viciously shook his head, and I turned to follow his heated glare, although I already knew what he was looking at. "Absolutely fucking not!" He spun back around to bark at me angrily. "What the fuck, Catalina?"

"What?!" I gaped up at him for a brief moment before bringing my bottom lip between my teeth, then shrugged innocently. "These are the friends I was meeting."

Kandy and Cherry both laughed as the blonde stepped forward and out of the redhead's hold. "Come on, Zozo, let the girl have some fun."

"Yeah, Zozo, let me have some fun," I agreed mockingly with the pout of my lips, batting my eyes in his direction as I attempted to shimmy past him and made my way toward the girls. "I mean, that is why I called these lovely ladies here tonight," I told him, smirking back at them. "Isn't that right, girls?" I questioned, and they nodded in agreement, enjoying this little game as much as I was.

"Wait. You called them?" Reaching out to catch me by the elbow, Enzo abruptly halted my movement, forcing me to turn my attention back to him. "Catalina, what the fuck is this about?"

"Well, Enzo, you said you like to watch." I told him, smoothly slipping from his hold to follow Kandy and Cherry to the dance floor as now he was the one gaping at me. "So, watch me, baby."

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