god of power

Vaughn's pov

I was dressed in my best shirt, reluctantly heading to a club I didn't really want to go to. I was invited by a group of assholes who claimed to be my "best friends," but I knew they were just using me for my money and status. I agreed to go because I needed a break from work and thought spending the night at a club with drinks and girls might be fun. As I checked my phone, I got a notification from Alicia on Instagram. It had been months since we saw each other but I couldn't help but still think about her. I opened the message and saw that she was going to the same club as me Suddenly, the night seem to look perfect.

"Hey, Vaughn, are you ready?" one of the guys, Tony, asked. I didn't really care about their names, so I just cleared my throat and replied, "Yeah, I'm ready." Tony's cologne was so overpowering as we walked out the door. I couldn't stand those preppy boys. Liam and Rio greeted us outside, but I didn't give them a chance to finish their sentences. I quickly got into the driver's seat and slammed the door. They hesitated for a moment, talking about whatever shit they liked, before finally getting in the car. I hoped they wouldn't puke in my car tonight, or they'd be gone tomorrow. After a short drive, we arrived at the club. I checked my phone for messages and then walked to the entrance without caring if the others followed me. Inside, I was surrounded by a crowd of girls, but I only had eyes for Alicia. I went to the bar and ordered a vodka, scanning the dance floor for her. Suddenly, the guys started catcalling, acting like horny teenagers. I looked over to see who they were fussing over, and that's when I saw Alicia. I saw red ,How dare those assholes! I was about to confront them when I noticed Alicia giving them a death glare and headed towards her booth. That's my girl. I then realized one of the guys was standing next to me. "You really shouldn't have done that, boys," I chuckled. "We're sorry. We didn't know she was taken," they whimpered, sounding like a bunch of pussies. "Fine. Leave and don't bother her again, got it?" I warned them firmly. "Okay," one of them squeaked, and they all dashed out. It's funny how those idiots think they won't lose a limb. I chuckled to myself and looked at Alicia. She looked beautiful, and that dress she was wearing...damn. She always looked stunning, but that makeup...I couldn't help but imagine it smudged beneath my thumb. I shifted uncomfortably, trying to distract myself from the hard on I was developing. My focus returned to Alicia as I saw a girl pulling her onto the dance floor. I slowly made my way towards them, but Alicia's friend noticed me and gave me a scrutinizing look before saying, "You're the guy." "What guy?" I asked, feeling my face flush. "The guy she talked about, take care of her alright. And if you hurt her I will hang you by your dick understand," she warned before walking away. Damn, what was I supposed to do now? I gingerly placed my hands on Alicia's shoulders and guided them down to her waist. Suddenly, she froze and turned around, almost losing her balance if I hadn't caught her. "Be careful love," I whispered and she buried herself in my chest muttering " are you really here," . "Yes I am here, Damn, love, you have no idea what you're doing to me," I whispered back, leaning in until our lips brushed. "How about we dance?" she suggested, her voice a mere whisper against my lips. "Yeah, sure," I agreed, and we glided across the dance floor together.