It's been three days since I last saw Damien. Three days since I'm not a virgin. To say I feel miserable is an understatement. He could have at least called me and told me where he was, anything, just so I wouldn't worry. A text would have been enough. I don't know where he is or what's going on.
The girls invited me to go out with them, to hang out, but I said I didn't want to wait for Damien.
I'm actually stupid for waiting for him. Who is he that I should wait for him. I got up from the couch and decided to go outside. It wouldn't hurt to go out to a club and have some fun.
I parked my car in front of the club where the girls had already reserved a spot. This club is almost an hour away from the mansion, but it doesn't matter. The girls wanted to go a little further so they wouldn't always be in the same place.
"You can't come in, miss." The security guard said when I got to the entrance.
"And the reason is?" I asked him in surprise. I don't understand why I wouldn't come in. I'm an adult and I'm dressed as I should be for a club. Yes, some clubs don't let girls in if they don't wear heels, I don't know what kind of nonsense that is, but unfortunately it is.
"You are underage, please get out of here." The security guard who looks like some dangerous boxer said coldly. He's as strong as the Hulk and I won't even talk about his looks.
"Here's my ID, so tell me if I'm underage and if you want to kick me out of here." Maybe I should call Elijah or Dmitri, they'll definitely help me if they answer me.
The security guard took my ID in his hands and turned pale. I don't understand anything anymore.
"Miss Altimari, I'm extremely sorry for this misunderstanding. It won't happen again. Please don't tell Mr. Altimari, I need this job." I looked at him in shock until I realized what he was talking about.
This is another club that Damien owns. Great. I like this. This is also my club.
"It's okay, just open the door." I told him and the door opened in a second.
I'll just say my last name next time, because from all this, it seems to me that Damien has a lot more power than I think.
Now let's go find these two chicks who are probably drunk by now.
"Issy, we're here!!"
I knew I'd find them in the VIP.
"We thought you weren't going to come, we're so glad you're here. What are you going to drink, we've got everything on the table." Teresa said, laughing.
And where is Rosa anyway?
"I'm glad to see you too, and Rosa?" She nodded at me and when I looked in that direction, I saw Rosa with some man. Of course.
"It would be weird if you didn't come and Damien is here with his crew." I shivered after what she said to me. Damien is here, while I'm worrying about whether he's even alive.
He's at a fucking club with who knows what sluts while I'm at home worrying like a real housewife. Now that's what you call being stupid.
"Yes, I know, but I'm here for you." I didn't want to tell her that I didn't know Damien was here. It turns out I don't know anything about him and my husband does.
I feel so miserable. What did I expect from such a person?
Stupid Bella.
"I know, but I'm just saying. He's right there at the end, if you want to go see him." She said, holding a glass of drink in her hand and dancing.
