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“Thanks, I’ve always loved the sort of steampunk thing, so this is great.”
“You pull it off well,” he assures me. I feel a light flutter in my belly at the compliment, though I couldn’t say why. I know I’m hot shit and have been complimented by men more times than I can count.
“Thank you,” I reply into my glass.
A hand comes up and touches my lower back. I put my game face back on as I spin to greet whichever customer is touching me. I wasn’t expecting Sergio’s face only inches from mine.
“Ready for that party?” he says with a salacious grin. Biting my lip, I nod before tilting my head back and finishing my drink.
“Lead the way, handsome.”
I’ve been up to the private rooms doing dances nightly, but have yet to be invited to the VIP area until tonight. As Sergio leads me through the club, I feel a different kind of flutter of anticipation rise in my belly. I was beginning to worry I’d never figure out how to get close to these assholes, but apparently Sergio thinking with his dick has saved the day.
We step through the doors labeled VIP and the scent of sex and alcohol washes over me. Unlike downstairs, there are only a few people in here and it’s clear they aren’t the usual customers. I glance over and notice one guy doing a line off a girl’s ass. I smile to myself as I remember the special something I’ve been keeping in my purse.
“Through here,” Sergio says, urging me toward a section to our right. Stepping past the beaded curtains, I see Peter as well as a few others I don’t know. Savannah sees me enter and glowers, her beautiful face transforming into something ugly.
“Why the fuck is she here?” she spits, standing and stepping up to me. She’s several inches taller than me, but I don’t flinch. I watch her as she approaches.
“Cool it, Sav, she’s here to hang out.” Serg waves her off, taking a seat before digging through his pockets.
Savannah’s eyes narrow on me, but she doesn’t say anything else. She watches me while she goes back to Peter, draping her arm around him. He doesn’t even look her way, just reaches down to take a handful of her ass.
Serg snaps his fingers and I move gracefully until I’m sitting beside him, looking up with a smile. His gaze falls on my chest and he grins before holding a small tray out for me with a few white lines.
It's been many years, but if I falter now, I’ll never get my revenge. I don’t hesitate for more than a second before leaning down to grab the straw.
My head is spinning pleasantly by the time we make our way downstairs. It’s been years since I’ve done drugs like this, and the high is like an old friend.
Apparently, there’s another after-hours place they all like to go and that’s where everyone is heading next. I don’t want to leave with the group, though. My plans involve a much more intimate party.
“Come on, baby,” I urge Sergio, pushing him away from everyone and toward one of the private rooms. Whoops and hollers follow after us. I hear laughter as they leave. When I hear the door to the club close, I grin.
My mind feels sharp, yet I feel like I’m missing or overlooking some major detail. I don’t dwell on the thought long, eager to finally have my vengeance.
Sergio staggers a bit and I gently push him back to the couch lining the walls, pressing play on the music.
I’ve been waiting to be able to play this song, and after Neil turned down my recent advances, I was beginning to worry I’d never get to.
He grins and reaches for me, but I step back and wag my finger at him with a wink. Reaching into my bra, I pull out a small vial of white power and Sergio’s eyes widen with pleasure.
“That’s my girl,” he mutters, sitting up as I delicately tap the powder onto the bridge of my thumb. I bring it to my face and pretend to inhale the small bump, my heart racing. I laugh, unable to keep it in as he reaches for the small vial.
I watch as he pours out his own healthy sized bump and quickly brings it to his nose. His eyes dilate and I straddle him, bringing a bit more of the powder to his face.
“Bit more, baby,” I croon, all but forcing him to take another line. This time he slumps back a bit, his eyes rolling into his head. I giggle.
“Bit too much?” I say with a laugh, standing and making my way to the door. I peek out, see it’s empty, and turn back to Sergio with a smile on my face. He’s got a dopey sort of grin and his eyes are far off. Moving forward, I put my hands on the sides of his head and begin to move to the beat.
“You know,” I tell him as I work his lap, “I was quite the party girl when I was younger, some would say too much so. Didn’t know what was good for me, or how to keep safe. You ever go too far, Serg?”
He groans as his head lolls to the side.
“The funny thing is, I was doing pretty well until this one night, many years ago. I met some guys who wanted to party. They seemed cool and nice.”
I stop my movements, looking down at him. I can’t even tell if he’s even listening and I frown, regretting letting him get so far gone. So much for my diabolical speech.
Oh, well.
