Bab 2: Club
A new day can be the start of a new life
Lorenzo's POV
"Get the fuck off my case Linda, or I swear I'll file a restraining order if you ever call me again," I gritted through clenched teeth and ended the call. In anger, I tossed the phone on the velvet couch and exhaled.
"Ex-girl troubles?" Xander my best friend and manager implored as I downed the remaining liquid in the wine glass in one go.
I nodded and released a sigh, leaning my head back on the plush cushion. A background tune played while I once again recounted the unexpected events that came at me in the past year.
It all began when my Dad fell critically ill and he was diagnosed with a heart issue. Due to that, I had to take up some responsibilities in the company my dad runs. It was mine to inherit, however, I planned to hand it over to my little sister thus I never really liked the corporate world.
Handling business alongside acting was one of the toughest things to do. Add that to constant visits to my dad before and after he was discharged. All these left me with barely any time for myself.
Sighing, I realized I played my part as a good boyfriend by constantly reaching out to Linda, going on dates, and of course, spending time together whenever I could. Despite all these, things were going well, or so I thought.
That was until Linda broke up with me with the excuse that she wanted to explore the world even though I suggested we could do long distance. She walked out on me and blocked me on all social media platforms.
The news of her engagement to some Italian Don came three months later and that was the thorn that pierced my heart.
Half a year later, things were set for me to take over my father's position as CEO until my sister was done with college. In that period I got a call from a strange number and the caller turned out to be Linda.
She was apologizing but I paid her no heed. I've received her call now and then after that. Each time with a new number as I always blocked it after every try.
"Lost in your head again?" Xander lifted a brow.
"I can't help it," I sighed and shook my head.
He nodded and asked. "What do you think about taking some time off acting?"
I sat up and faced his form of emerald eyes, dyed grey hair, high cheekbones, and a smooth jaw. His structure was similar to mine as we both worked out relentlessly, the only difference was that I was about three inches taller than he was.
"The thought had popped into my head a few times recently," I murmured, intertwining my fingers together.
"See? Great minds think alike." He grinned and adjusted the wrist of the grey long-sleeved button-up he wore above matching denims, it went well with his black boots.
"Don't get ahead of yourself," I snorted, a smile gracing my lips as he rolled his eyes behind the transparent glasses he had on and mimicked my words, only silently.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," he spoke, his face growing serious as if he didn't act like a kid a moment prior. "I think that's the best thing to do. You know with the handover ceremony coming in a week and the last scene of the movie you are starring in being a few days away."
"Yeah, it's the perfect time to do so," I agreed, seeing the reason behind his words. It was clear I needed time to get adjusted to the full-time role my father would be handing down to me.
The couch I sat on began vibrating, I searched for the source and spotted my phone. Not glancing at the caller ID, I picked it up and connected the call only to regret it when I heard the same voice as earlier.
"I swear to the heavens Linda, I might get charged with murder if you dare ring me again!" I bellowed and instantly disconnected, prompting Xander to angle his head and gawk at me while I groaned out in irritation, anger evident in my form.
"Come on, let's go have some fun," He let out as I lifted my face from my palm, the material of the white short-sleeved shirt stretching on my muscular back.
"What?" I query, peering at him and his response was a simple shrug.
"It's Friday night, how better way to spend it than to go somewhere fun and loud?" He proposed and twitched his brows. "Who knows, we might get lucky and get laid."
"And where do you have in mind?" I inquired, becoming interested hence it had been a while since I got laid.
"Dude, we are in one of the best hotels in the world, what silly question is that?" He all but gasped and I scoffed at his dramatics. "Clubbing?"
At the sound of that, a slow smirk formed on my lips as we exchanged knowing glances before discarding our positions at the same time. "To Glamour."
I walked beside him as he led the way to the expensive club. Once we arrived we were swallowed by the mass of people swaying to the music.
The song 'Shape of You by Ed Sheeran' was playing as we made a path through the crowd to the bar. Sex on the beach was mixed and handed to me in a tall glass while Xander ordered plain whisky, gulping down the whole tumbler in a blink.
Returning the glass, he whirled to me and offered a salute which provoked me to roll my eyes at his mischievous expression.
'A minute silence to all the ladies he's gonna shag tonight,' I pondered and shook my head.
Perched on the stool, my eyes browsed the numerous people in the perimeter, a certain high was in the air as bodies moved rhythmically to the beat and lyrics of the song playing.
Something caught my sight, inciting me to retrace my glance till it stopped at a female with black curly hair. I couldn't see her face as her back was to me and may I say I was appreciative of the fact.
She was wrapped in a black fitting dress designed, with slits on each side revealing her tanned skin and making her legs longer. Her hair was in a high ponytail, permitting the material of the dress to showcase her smooth back as it had an open style.
A sense of familiarity settled in my being for a reason unknown to me just as my dick stirred in appreciation at the sensuous move of her body. Squinting, I tried to decipher the cause of such a feeling, but my gut was never wrong
It didn't take long for me to remember. As the song changed to some upbeat tune, she started swaying, causing her hair to fling every which way. My breath hitched as I saw a striking face.
One I was very familiar with but never thought I would see so soon. "Holy shit," I murmured, feeling heat run down my body as I watched her move in reckless abandon.
Before my very eyes was Rachel Suzy Daniel, the female who had messaged me 3 years ago on Instagram. If ever there was an expression such as 'Fan Crush' then she would be mine thus I was always up to date with whatever went on in her life.
Hurriedly, I retrieved my phone from the pocket of my slacks and unlocked it. I clicked the Instagram icon where I searched for her name and immediately tapped on her profile once it loaded.
I selected her story and a video played. It was one she was tagged in and reposted. A lady whom I assumed to be her bestfriend from the conversation in the background was holding the phone and sampling the night view of Vegas to her followers.
It kept rolling and I heard her voice say something that made her friend laugh as she continued to show her face and the space behind her.
Seconds after, the camera began moving as she walked back into their suite. She made a shushing motion just before it was switched to the rear camera and what I saw cleared whatever doubts I had.
Rachel stood admiring herself in the mirror, having no idea the camera was still rolling as her friend didn't make it obvious as she praised her, provoking her to break out in a smile.
If that wasn't enough for me, her recent post showed slides of her taking a mirror selfie in the same dress, a direct selfie in the dress, a picture of her long legs and heels, and the nighttime of Vegas.
With my speculations true, I locked my phone and slid it back to its previous position.I quickly made my route between swaying bodies and soon I was a few inches behind her.
Rooted in my spot, I admired her from a close range, my dick stirring for the second time that night as she began rolling her hips, while at the same time bouncing her ass, her palms running down her front to her waist and then her exposed thighs.
Not able to control myself anymore, my large hand descended on the flesh of her hip as I pressed my front to her back, our proximity creating something magical as I felt her body involuntarily lean into mine.
Rachel's POV
Hero, by Benjackson Troy, came on and I started singing along while rolling my hips.
I suddenly felt a presence behind me, and felt excited at the thought of being watched. My palms seductively moved down my curves while I swayed to the music.
Whoever was watching seemed not able to take it anymore as a masculine palm found my exposed hip.
Electricity pulsed through my skin from the spot he touched, igniting a fire in me I hadn't felt in a while. Involuntarily, my behind leaned into his hardness as every bone in my form responded to his touch.
His left hand found my waist and clasped tightly, pinning my softness to him as his right index finger drew slow circles on my thigh. My eyes had shut at some point, permitting me to only feel the sexual tension beginning to build within me.
The skin of my neck tingled as I felt warm air from his lips. I shivered at the sensation as I welcomed the scent of fresh mint mixed with alcohol. His finger on my thigh began drawing upward to where the slit started.
His mouth grazed my neck, causing my body to buckle as a hiss left my mouth. He chuckled lowly at my reaction and his grip tightened on my waist, burning my skin in a pleasurable way.
Kisses trailed down my neck to my collarbone as we danced to our own rhythm. I rubbed hard on his groin and it was his turn to hiss, bringing a smile to my red-painted lips.
"Fuck," he murmured in my neck, his thick husky voice doing things to my senses.
Not able to bear the curiosity anymore, I whirled around just as the massive chandelier above stirred light in our path. I had no idea who I was expecting to see, yet, I never expected to come face to face with the most attractive man to ever walk the surface of the earth.
My eyes bulged out of my sockets while he stood there smirking, a certain gleam I couldn't decipher in his enchanting orbs. Before the shock could register, the lips I'd always dreamt of descended on mine provoking my whole body to go rigid.
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