HIGHWAY

31

Lights. Smell. Sweat. Smoke. Music. Dancers.

And drugs.

Crazy how it was, I wasn't even high yet my emotions were not in my control. There was something in the air itself that would make you lose your mind and your control over your body. The glares that ranked your body up and down were enough to make you conscious about yourself set aside the fact that they knew you were new and that gave them leverage over you. Any moment, anything could happen. I was inside of hell now a place from which Jon was keeping me safe and that was the point I found out why. This place welcomed your entrance but it didn't appreciate exit.

I shivered at the thought how did Janne managed to live in this kind of life. She was right, this was not my world.

"This is not your world Diana, but if this is your life then you are not alone in it." Jon's words rang in my head.

A flashback of everything came to my mind,

"Diana is dead."

"With that incident with Reece back in hotel, he is sure you are alive."

"He is not in mafia, he is involved in mafia."

"Robert Bonanno"

"Your father is the best lawyer in London and he is involved in mafia"

"One addiction can be recovered with a habit, you have become his habit."

"My elder, sister, Janne, she goes by the name Regina in mafia."

"But if I say you are welcome to my family, Diana, for a lonely person as I am I mean it with the depth of my heart."

And then a picture of the dead bodies flashed in front of my eyes, Jon holding a gun and killing those three men today morning. Another picture of a burning bus entered my mind followed by a menacingly smiling Reece down at me in the hotel's hall. Reece was the one sent to kill me?

Suddenly, I stopped in my track. Someone bumped my shoulder and I came back to my senses, I was inside. Pulling away the drapes sorta curtains out of my way, lifting my eyes, I saw a big room in front of me where there was more smoke, more girls, less of clothing and so many criminals. At a corner, deals were being made, at another drugs were bring sold, men in grey and black suit sat busy in conversations or sniffing some powder, somewhere couples were making out, and at another some were fucking in the open. My eyes landed on Reece who was sitting in his street clothes smoking a cig with his eye trained on the girls dancing in front of him. My hand reached into my pocket where the drug was kept.

Cautiously, I stepped forwards making sure he didn't catch my movement. Removing the jacket, I kept it near the stage, putting a mask of fake confidence and lenses of lust in my eyes, the glittery shirt shined as the lights struck them and my body swayed in a motion to catch every pair of eyes.

If I was into it, I'd make sure I would get out of it too. Hell, I would do my best.

Keeping my chin high and not meeting any eyes in the club I did the dance. Having no knowledge of pole dance, I didn't dare to try it yet I knew whatever I was doing on the stage by moving my hips and curves in a seductive way was doing its thing.

Once I was sure the attention of every guy was on me, I risked a look towards Reece. Oh the way those eyes were set on me made me wanted to get down and punch him is his socket. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Julian standing behind Reece talking to someone, both of their eyes on me. I guess it was just my imagination but he briefly closed his eyes reassuringly at me and I felt a little better with the knowledge that at least there was a familiar face in this room who didn't want to kill me.