Page 353 of Valentino

“That is the god.” Ginevra replies, “That’s Enrico Ferrara and his brother.”

“Wait, wasn’t the other one a Ferrara too?”

“Brothers.”

“Wouldn’t mind being the meat in that family sandwich.” Livia whispers as she looks them up and down.

Eventually they walk up the stairs to the front doors, the doorman smiles, shakes their hands and then unhooks the red rope, they walk straight into the club without even paying.

“Why didn’t they have to get into line?” Bianca moans.

“Nobody would ever be game enough to make them get in line.”

“Seriously, what I wouldn’t give.” Ginevra swoons as she watches them disappear into the club.

“Forget it.” Livia scoffs, “They are not the kind of men you mess with.”

“Why not?” I ask, my interest piqued. I could totally see myself messing with them.

Hard

“Because your next boyfriend will end up dead in a ditch.”

I laugh.

“You think I’m joking?” She replies.

“Oh.”

“Trust me on this one. No matter how gorgeous they are, you stay the hell away from those men.”

* * *

Warnings are fascinating things, don’t you think?

Meant to turn you off, they actually turn you on…. At least they do me.

Located in the VIP section of the club for all of the beautiful people, I sip my drink as my eyes roam over every inch of the perfect male specimen.

The VIP is raised and has a rope around it…. while I stand in the crowded dark regular part of the club with the new friends we met in line, staring up in awe. I cannot take my eyes off him even for a second.

I have never seen such a virile man.

The way he stands, legs wide, back straight. Power oozing out of his every cell. He’s smoking a cigar and drinking an amber liquid as he talks to his friends and every woman who walks past him gives him a pleading smile.

Pick me.

He seems uninterested in anything other than his friends, as he speaks he leans his leg up onto a stool and I can see his thick quad muscle through his pants. My insides contract in appreciation as I imagine being between them.

Dear lord……

What would it be like to spend a night with a man like him?

“I’m going to the bathroom and then I’ll get us another round of drinks, same again?” I ask.

“Yes please.” Allegra replies.

With my mind firmly on the Italian god, I walk to the other side of the club and go to the bathroom, the line is long and I have to wait a while, ugh…. I bet they don’t have to wait in the VIP section. I imagine the luxurious facilities …. And that’s as well as the luxurious men. Screw this, I’m looking into it this week; how do I get us on that damn VIP guest list?