Francesca spend the rest of the evening trying to keep her act up.
She was being all over Lando.
She would probably marry him on the spot if she could, and he would immediately say yes.
That's how much in love he was with her.
We ate as quickly as possible, didn't stay long after that. Even though I didn't tell Max yet, he knew something was wrong.
So when we returned back in our hotel room, I told him everything.
Everything Francesca said and unfortunately also my past.
I never told this story to anyone, not even Jamie. He knew bits and pieces but not everything.
Max was the first one who listened and who I wanted to tell.
Francesca was right about everything, unfortunately also the part where I got pregnant.
I don't know how she knew it though, I had to admit that she was pretty good.
"So what do we do now?" Max asked. "We have to stop this"
"Then tell Lando" I sighed because I knew he wouldn't believe us.
"Did you see how smitten he is with her?" He pointed at nothing in particular. "And how manipulative she is?"
I sighed. I was so done with this, but on the other hand, I couldn't let Lando drown like this.
I had to save him.
I walked in the bathroom, put my hands on the sink and looked down. "Fine, I'm going to the club"
"What? Why?" Max asked, walked behind me in the bathroom.
"Because Chase will be there and he will never open his door for me" I turned around and looked at him. "I am going to push his buttons a little, seduce him, and you will be with Lando, alone"
"Seduce him? What the fuck are you gonna do Xanthi?"
"I am gonna pay a visit to that famous backroom" I said as I turned back around.
"He's dangerous baby" he mumbled, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
"I don't care" I shrugged.
Was he really dangerous though? He never abused or assaulted her.
Maybe I was the one he had to be scared of. I had literally zero chill in me anymore.
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The next day, I walked in the club, wearing my nicest, sexiest outfit.
Walked straight to the bar, leaned on it and waved at Jordan to come to me.
"What does the princess want?" He smirked, leaned closer. "A knife"
"A what?" He frowned.
"Give me a knife please" I repeated myself. I knew there must be a knife there, multiple even.
He narrowed his eyes, grabbed a knife and put it on the bar, I quickly grabbed it and put it away. "Thanks, now go away and don't talk to me for the rest of the night"
"What are you planning to do Xan?"
"Depends" I shrugged. "Maybe nothing, maybe cut someone's balls off"
He chuckled, thought I wasn't serious. But I was.
And fortunately for me, seducing Chase was so damn easy. It was as if he didn't even remember I insulted him.
"Hello you" he smirked as he leaned closer. "Heard you were looking for me?"
Fuck, obviously he saw me ringing his doorbell a few times.
"Well yeah, but unfortunately you were never home" I shrugged, looked around, as if I was afraid that someone could hear me.
He had to believe I wanted to cheat on Max with him. He had to believe that I wanted no one to know about this.
"Unfortunately not, but Frances-" he said, stopped quickly and shrugged. "What did you want?"
Francesca what? Told you I was looking for you? So that meant she was at his place those times.
"Nothing in particular" I smirked, grabbed my drink and took a sip.
"Sure" he tapped the bar with his fingers. "You look hot by the way"
"Really? Oh thank you" I giggled. "You look pretty handsome"
He didn't.
"So you're dating that Max guy, right?"
I shrugged. "It's been kinda difficult, you know. Sometimes, he's just.." I sighed. "I don't know"
"Not man enough for you?" He smirked.
"Maybe" I shrugged.
You have to forgive me for this Max, I am doing this for your best friend.
"Well, I have a 30 minute break now" he said as he pushed a bottle away.
"What are you suggesting?" I smirked.
I knew exactly what he was suggesting. What a pig.
A dumb pig though.
He winked, pushed himself off the bar and nodded to follow him.
I walked with him to the backroom. The famous backroom.
Where Francesca and Chase probably fucked multiple times.
I wasn't gonna do that at all, but I bet he wasn't gonna forget me either.
For different reasons though.
"What are you doing?" Jordan asked as he grabbed my arm. "You're not gonna fuck him, are you?"
"Shut up Jordan" I said as I pulled my arm back. "Don't mess this up, don't come in, no matter what you hear"
"Wha-"
"Promise me" I quickly said. "Yeah yeah fine" he mumbled.
I only had one chance to do this.
And he couldn't mess this up.
