Love, Heartbreak, and Crazy Bitches

An Interesting Rendezvous

Chapter 9

Daniel POV

Natalie was driving me fucking crazy.

Her urgent text had forced me to leave the comfort of laying beside Victoria with my arm around her shoulders and her petite body pressed up against my own. Carajo. Fuck. She was sexy. Her soft brown hair fell down nicely on her shoulders, perfectly matched with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. I could only imagine how good it would feel to put my dick into her wetness. Mmm.

I really needed to snap out of it. I had a job to do.

Shaking out of my horny thoughts, I turned my attention back to the text Natalie had sent me:

Meet me at the club downtown. Now.

Shoving my iPhone back into my pocket, I quickened my pace as I walked across Victoria's lawn, not bothering to look back. I hopped into my Porsche and turned the key into the ignition, hearing the purr of the car as I started it.

I sighed in both exhaustion and annoyance, putting my hands on the wheel before pulling out of Victoria's driveway and speeding down the street. I pulled back the hood of my car with the push of a button, feeling the breeze hit my face, helping to relax the tension I could feel in my body. Taking my sunglasses out of their compartment, I put them on before turning the radio on full blast and listening to some real music. Unlike Victoria who probably listens to Justin Bieber in her sleep. I gagged at the thought then smiled to myself, thinking about what she'd just pulled back at her house.

Who knew she could be such a slut? A beautiful, sexy one though... I almost slapped myself in frustration.

I pulled up to the club, parking my car haphazardly in an empty spot. Bracing myself, I pushed my car door open, got out, and slowly made my way toward the entrance. I shut my eyes, quickly opening them before letting out a huge breath. Natalie was one scary bitch.

Shoving my hand into my pocket, I pulled out my fake ID, handing it to the clearly overweight bouncer. His eyes bounced around my face, taking in my features to obviously decide whether or not to believe it. Nodding his head in approval, he gave me my ID card back then continued to stare blankly ahead.

I continued into the club, scanning my surroundings to see if I could spot Natalie. I saw her at a bar stool sipping on a drink while flirting with some older guy, trailing her finger down his arm while nodding her head, obviously trying to pretend she cared about the shit coming out of his mouth.

Snickering at the guy who continued to talk to her, oblivious to her lack of interest in what he was saying, I sauntered over to where she was sitting. I stared at her, taking in the red cocktail dress she was wearing that hugged her body and showed off her sexy curves. I continued to do so until she looked up at me and noticing that I'd approached her, waved the guy away and motioned to the seat next to her. The poor guy walked away in anger, glaring at me before snatching his drink off the bar table, and making his way to probably find some other girl to flirt with.

I slid into the bar stool, giving Natalie a cold stare before I turned to the bartender and ordered a glass of vodka.

"You done eye raping me, pervert?" she asked crossing her arms over her huge chest while raising her eyebrows suggestively.

"In your fucking dreams, slut," I said, the left side of my face raising up in a smirk. I could see her eyebrows trail up higher on her face.

"Excuse me?" she screeched, eyeing me up and down as if I were a piece of trash. I caught a few glances coming our way.