A Love Too Corrupt

§*Chapter 11*§

"Constantine...do you agree with this?" He had been deep in thought about whether he was going to renovate the attic as a surprise gift or not when his cousin, Luca went to thump his forehead. On instinct he grabbed Luca's hand and went to twist his arm behind his back. "Can you try to pay attention for a sec, dad likes for us to be alert and focused when we meet.."  Scoffing, he turned towards his second cousin Antoni,"Toni tell my uncle I have to leave early I have certain business I need to attend to..." His third cousin Kalim slowly shook his head,"You know he's gonna make us meet tomorrow at you're house if we don't finish the meeting today.."  Shrugging and sighing, he left anyway. Constantine didn't like the idea of not being able to watch Anyae himself so he left the meeting at his uncle Georgio's and drove to Vibes.

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Hamani, Tahnah, and Anyae were dancing on the stage like platforms that was across from the luminescent dance floor. It was like everyone fed off their energy, their stamina, their passion. All three of them danced in their practiced choreography, their movements fluid, bodies completely in sync as All In My Head (Flex) by Fifth Harmony blared throughout the club.

Though Anyae began to feel that her troubles had slowly sunk away she felt that all too familiar encompassing heat all over. She felt his presence before she had even made eye contact with him. Constantine....  He didn't spare her one glance though and continued on towards the stairs in the back of the club. She didn't stop dancing and decided not to think too much on it. As Constantine made his way up the stairs and to the private sky box overlooking the inside of the club he met Kristian Magness who looked out the disguised glass watching the three girls dancing. Anger came over him almost immediately.

"Can you believe that all it took was these three girls dancing to get everyone else just as excited as them?" His grimace slowly melted away and was replaced with a strained yet believable smile.

"Well do me a slight favor Kristian..those girls are currently too underaged to be in here except for the middle one with the brown sandal wedges and the green form fitting dress."

Kristian looked alarmed,"Well just how young are they?" " Sixteen." Kristian paled,"Well then get them out of here I don't need angry parents coming to me again or cops in my damn club...."  Constantine slowly stood from the chair he had sat in and went to leave when Kristian called him before he left out and asked,"Whose the woman in the green dress? Send her up here..."

"No."

Kristian became angry and impatient as he stood up,"What do you mean no?!?"

Constantine froze and before Kristian could take a step back he had crossed the room in just two strides and pistol whipped the fuck out of him. Kristian let out a grunt and almost immediately Constantine had slammed his fist into his throat. Kristian let out a strained gasp as the searing pain stole his breath away and dropped straight to the floor. Constantine had already had the gun pointing at his head, anger filling his entire being as he hissed, "Stare lontano da mia moglie!"

As Kristain stared back up at him in fear the sound of the door creaking open sounded around the room.

Translation: Stare lontano da mia moglie/ Stay away from my wife!