My favorite craving

CHAPTER 3

-ALESSANDRO-

The crowd of drank women and men dancing like menace, makes Gino, my bodyguard, have a disgusted look on his face, "what up your ass?" I say leaning forward resting my arm on the table.

I owned White Lux, its was the most famous clubs in NYC, opening clubs in New York was a piece a cake, all I have to do is just sit and watch, New York was like easy money, but Los Vegas was wrapped around my fingers, it was my fun house, it's were I fuck people over, and now I have a wedding in 3 weeks, it's only the shut my parents up.

To a man I don't know, I know how he looks like, I don't know how he is, how he acts, but it was pretty exiting seeing that old man's face, who would put his company on the line, a dumbass I will tell that.

But this man all I hear was he's like to party, he likes sleeping anywhere but his house, and his father is an asshole, who gave him up, poor guy, he now has to live with the fact, that his own father gave him up.

A girl with blonde hair, that was wear a tight black dress that got to her mid thighs, with black thighs, and black boots, a guy follows her upstairs, that had on a black outfit, they both stop in the middle of the street, the girl yells "LEVI LEO RUPERT MAIDSTONE GET YOUR ASS UP HERE!!!" My head immediately turns, Maidstone? Levi?

He's Cole Maidstone's son, the one I'm supposed to be married to.

A tall guy, brown hair, honey colored eyes, pink lips, and a delicious physique, he wore tight leather pants, that made his pretty lil ass look amazing and see through black shirt, that shows his bare chest, he was fucking gorgeous.

They all stood looking around, "hey, there is sam" his face drops, as if he's disappointed, "why did you tell Sam, we are here" the girl shakes her head replaying "I didn't" Levi looked stressed, as if he's going to meet the fucking devil.

"Let's just avoid him, you two can't say back up" the tall guy says, they walk up the stairs and as they enter the vip section, before Levi enters my eyes lock with his, he swallows, his eyes check me out, then his lips curve in a flirty smile, he winks sitting on the couch.

"Great, your fiancée, who doesn't know who you are, just flirted with you, great start right" I glare at him, he shrugs.

I've known Gino for 7 years, I know this motherfucker swore not to quit, he has enough money for the rest of his life, but I just know he's not leaving this job, to just annoy the fuck out of me, he's been the longest guard I've known, most guards die, quit (and we kill them), run away (and we kill them), a way to say this is the always die, but Gino was may best friend, he as seen horror, and still chose to stay, I mean now I trusted the man with my life.

he's 29 years old, married with 3 kids, he's same height as me, brown hair, a beard, hazel eyes, a sharp cheekbone and jaw, and he's way bigger then me, and always has a dickhead face.

His wife is the total opposite, she's a beautiful blonde woman with a love for ballet and the color pink, and has the brightest smile a person can have, and she might me the sweetest person I have ever met, and will ever meet.

Gino got involved in the mafia business when he was 22, after my father hired him as my bodyguard, soon we got to be good friends, and he was the first person I came out to, moral of the story, he knew I was gay, because he heard me well.... fucking.

A loud crashing sound, making my head turn, it was some guy that fell on the table, breaking the glasses around him, I turn for one second to look at the down stairs bar, my eyes go back to him.

Where is he?

I stand straight, my eyes wander around, "where did he go?" Gino shrugs, I give him an angry, then pull him by the collar, he shakes his head, I push him and walk to the girl and the guy he was sitting next to, they look at me confused, "hey where is Levi?" The girl asks, a worried look on their faces.

I walk around the top floor, looking at every corner, where the fuck is he, "get everyone searching for him, some gangs come around this club" Gino nods, then speaks into the radio, I walk down stairs in a hurry.

I look around to where every single gang that enters my club usually sits, I look up to the second floor, Gino shakes his head.

fuck.