Unfamiliar (Book One: Colt and Clara's Story)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Colt

She was calling his bluff because she was feeling guilty over everything.

He knew Clara hadn't meant a word, the sheer despair he had seen in her beautiful green eyes told him she was conflicted about all this shit, but her saying she didn't love him had shattered something inside him.

He had driven around for hours trying to shake the hollow feeling in his gut. In his fucked-up state he had ended up parked across the road from Perdition contemplating tearing some throats out to make himself feel better.

He was feeling reckless and he needed a drink or five.

He got out of the van and made his way across the street.

He told himself he would stay an hour and scope the place out, he had to see what this fuckers deal was.

The two doormen who blocked the entrance eyed him as he approached, they were both impeccably dressed in black tuxedos and had ear pieces in.

"I.D" The biggest one of the two said puffing his chest out to make himself seem stockier.

Please

Colt took out his wallet and handed over his fake driving licence. Tonight, he was Tommy McEwan.

Surprisingly they seemed satisfied with his fake identification and handed it back ushering him inside. It all seemed too easy but he was past caring.

The entrance to Perdition was all very high class and reminded him of some swanky high brow hotel. There were red and black leather couches situated around with a few couples sitting on them, there was a reception desk with a beautiful dark haired woman standing behind it taking payments, she was a spectral but not a very strong one. Her tits were pouring out of the top of the tight black dress she was wearing, she looked bored with the attention she was receiving from a drunken business dick in an expensive suit.

Colt walked over when he saw the dick lunge.

"Just one little kiss princess and then I'll leave you alo-"

"You'll leave her alone now, if you want to keep that hand." Colt snarled at the fucktard who was about to grab the receptionists arm over the counter.

Business dick turned around with a cocky smirk on his face which soon dropped when he caught sight of Colt who towered over the weasel looking asshole.

"I-I d-don't know w-who y-you think you are t-threatening, but I am a loyal customer here m-me and princess we're just talking." Business dick stuttered obviously not used to being pulled on his behaviour.

Colt looked at the girl behind the counter who now had her full attention on Colt, she was giving him her best fuck me stare.

Not tonight princess

"Was this business dick bothering you princess? Is that your name?" Colt asked.

"He was, but now you're here I am sure he'll leave me alone." She actually purred at him and lent forward on the desk, making her already visible cleavage a lot more prominent.

Shit

"Don't you know it's not polite to muscle in on another mans  catch?" Business dick huffed at him not impressed about the attention Colt was receiving from the receptionist.

Colt grabbed him by the front of his shirt and spoke quietly so only he could hear.

"I think you'll find there is nothing to be caught here. You're starting to piss me off, I suggest you walk away now." Colt growled at him his eyes showing a hint of amber, he let him go, the fear on the guy's face was priceless, when he realised what Colt was.