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One last look in the mirror at myself and I gear up my focus. I hardly recognize myself. I always look different when I go all out with my makeup. I look like how Chloe dresses every day. Like I’m getting ready for a magazine shoot.
I guess it fits being here as I make myself pretty for him.
I put the heels on and leave the dressing room. Mimi told me to go to the same area I went to last night. The private VIP area.
I put my mask on and head up there.
I get to the VIP area and see Nick standing against a pillar with his brothers. Last night it was just one. Tonight it’s two. Him and the two brothers I saw in his office the other night.
Nick’s got a cigar in his mouth slinked to the side and he looks a little like Clint Eastwood in a western. Although I would figure him to be a little more like James Dean. He has the same vibe as any of those guys, except he has darker hair and is clean shaven. He’s still just as sexy though, sexier because of that badass attitude that surpasses the Hollywood heartthrobs from the past.
Nick and his brothers seem to be in some heated discussion and I can’t help but wonder what they must be talking about.
I hang back on instinct but he turns and sees me and he gives me the same look as yesterday.
When our eyes lock, Chloe’s question comes back to my mind.
If someone gave me the money I need would I still come back?
His brother from yesterday is saying something about meeting later, but Nick doesn’t look at him. He walks over to me and my breath stills. I find it harder to breathe the more he looks at me.
He’s so close his aftershave tickles my nose, so close, I can smell his natural scent that’s all masculine and raw just like him.
He reaches out to touch my face and I lean into his touch. I lean in, submissive, like I’m some obedient servant.
I can’t answer the question Chloe gave me because I’m still scared of the answer. I’m frightened of the answer.
“Nick!” Calls a voice that snaps us both out of the reverie and he turns to his brother.
It was the one that wasn’t here yesterday.
“Salvatore, not now. Not fucking now,” Nick tells him and there’s an element of pain in his voice that reaches out to me. “Tomorrow. I’m busy now. Do not disturb me.”
On that note he takes my hand in that same possessive manner as last night and leads me away.
Instead of the dance floor we go straight to the elevator.
The minute we get inside his lips are on mine and before I know it, I’m naked. I’m naked before we get out of the elevator and he’s devouring me.
He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him as the door opens. When we walk out into the suite, we pass someone who seems to be cleaning and they leave straight away.
Unlike last night, I don’t care that I’m naked and someone saw me. And I don’t care about anything besides him touching me.
He sets me down on the bed and I practically drag off his shirt.
I get lost in him and I forget.
I forget it all once again and I can’t see past him and the worst thing is, I don’t want to.
Hours pass and we’re still like this, like each time we have sex it’s not enough. We both want more.
More and more and more.
By the time the sun comes up, I’m so far down the rabbit hole I don’t remember the way back. All I know is where I am.
He’s sleeping again, sleeping deeper than he was yesterday.
I look at him in his sleep and he reminds me of a fairytale prince.
