Your friends had asked you if you wanted to go to a new club and you agreed so you were now getting ready.
You curled your hair and did some natural make-up, then put a tight black dress, that hugged your curves perfectly, on with some black strapless heels.
You friends were picking you up, so when you saw one of their cars pulling up you walked outside.
You were all laughing the whole way to the club and then you finally arrived.
All of you walked in to the bar and went straight to the bar, already needing a drink.
"Let's dance" Alice, one of your friends, shouted after you all took a shot.
You were all dancing together but then got spilt up by the other random people dancing.
You were swaying your hips to the beat of the music when you felt a stare on you but you couldn't tell where it was from.
This random guy came up behind you and started grinding against you with his hands around your waist.
You continued to dance when you suddenly made eye contact with a guy.
No he wasn't a guy he was a man, and a fucking hot one.
He was at least 6,5 and was wearing a white suit shirt, so you could see all his muscles through the shirt, his hair was black and fluffy and he also wore loads of rings.
You maintained eye contact with him as you started grinding back on the guy behind you causing him to clench his jaw and fists, you only smirked back at him.
You smirk at the man and then close your eyes for a second, but when you open them he's gone.
You couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but hey there's this dude your grinding on I'm sure he'll do.
When you started to dance with the guy again you suddenly felt someone pull him away.
"Hey man what's your problem" the guy you were dancing with was now getting angry and shouting, and when you saw who had pulled him back you were shocked.
It was the hot dude you'd been staring at and damn he really did look good, even better when up close.
You'd completely zoned out and forgot about the argument so when you pulled yourself out of your thoughts you were shocked.
The guy you'd been dancing with was running off holding his bleeding nose and crying.
You looked back at the hot guy and find him already staring at you.
"Why did you do that?" he was surprised by your sudden outburst but he didn't let it show.
He grabbed your wrist and pulled you down a hallway and then up some stairs.
"I'm not going to let a little boy touch what's mine" your mind was going crazy, did he really just say that like really look at him he like a f*cking God.
"I don't think we're allowed to be here" you'd noticed he'd taken you to a room which looks like an office.
"Don't worry love I own the club, we can go wherever we want" he smirked as you took in his wordsYou'd heard rumors that the owner of this club was the Italian mafia leader, so now you were really curious.
"So you're the owner of this club" he nodded as he walked over to you, pushing you into the wall behind.
"What's your name?" he lowered his head to your ear with his hot breath fanning your neck.
"I think you know my name Mi Amor" your heart beat picked up as your breathing quickened.
"So you do know who I am" he kissed your neck and then started speaking again "And you know how powerful I am".
