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“You’re so beautiful. You always look amazing,” he moves his thumb on the nook between the back of my neck and my bare shoulder. It sends shivers down my spine; I blush, slightly embarrassed. Then, we head out.
We walk into a luxurious and hip nightclub, stylishly designed with a hint of London chic. Everything is so inviting, everyone’s having the time of their lives. There’s upbeat British music playing in the background. Beautiful and happy people are dancing in every corner of the room. Waitresses and dancers circle the room offering an array of alcoholic beverages. I feel so alive. I’ve somewhat missed being single.
We both let loose and Avi dances perfectly. He’s so sexy and has great rhythm. Many women check him out and are impressed by his moves. They all give me the stink-eye. Occasionally, they shamelessly pass him by and shove little notes in his hands. He looks at the notes and immediately throws them into the trash. I swear he’s the sexiest and most amazing man in the world.
I become overwhelmed with anxiety that someone might take him away from me. Then, I regain my cool and pull out my best moves. I try to draw his attention to no one but me, hoping he’ll ignore all the rest. He doesn’t disappoint me, and looks straight at me, clearing away any doubts I’ve ever had about him being interested in anyone else. After a couple of drinks, we hit the main stage, dance, and enjoy ourselves. He admires the way I move and teases me, urging me to move freely and dance for him. The UV lights from every corner flicker on my little disco dress and the music makes me look like a professional free-style dancer. The atmosphere is intoxicating and everyone was having a good time.
“Avi, I need to go to the bathroom,” I whisper.
“Let’s go together,” I follow him to the bathroom. “I’ll wait for you outside,” he says.
After I finish my business, I open the door to leave. However, a man stands before me, he’s tall, wide and smug. He’s dressed in an impressive linen suit and has a pair of gray shiny sunglasses. He’s holding a cigar in his hand and blocks the exit. He addresses me eagerly.
“Hey gorgeous, I’ve been waiting for you to come outside.” Fear wells up in my belly and spreads to the back of my neck. I tense up and try to walk around him, but he won’t relent.
“What do you want from me? I’m with someone.”
“I thought so,” he replies. “I mean, look at you. I want to get to know you anyway.” He continues to approach me with a lecherous expression. Then he hands me his business card. “It’ll be worth your while!” he continues, “you’re a perfect and gorgeous woman. I need you.”
“Is that so?” I reply bitterly.
“And the way you move!” He points at the stage where I had danced without a care only a couple of minutes ago. He bites his lower lip; a vile man. I feel lost, nervous and helpless. I can’t think straight. Where has Avi gone?
“I’m Wayne, by the way, and you are?” He grabs my arm, unwilling to let go.
“Take your filthy hands off her right now!” Avi suddenly appears and looks at him with raging eyes. “Go on and find someone else to flirt with,” he warmly places his hands on my shoulders and pulls me closer to him. I happily join him, immensely relieved. All at once, I feel protected and safe; my anxiety is all but gone.
“Come here, beautiful. Let’s get out of here,” he rips the business card that man had given me as I follow him outside.
“I knew you’d get us in trouble. I can’t let you out of my sight. You’ll need a personal bodyguard. It’s best that we stay at home,” he cuts through the silence and the thoughts running through my mind.
“Avi,” I take his hand in mine, stopping him in his place. “I’m so happy you showed up in time!” I needly grasp his hand. “I felt completely helpless and panicked. All my insecurities and traumas just reappeared. I felt so small and lost, so unprotected and exposed. What would I have done without you?”
“My princess! From now on I’ll always be at your side. It doesn’t matter what you’ve been through. I’m here to protect you, and cover your every wound with my love,” he kisses me powerfully. “What you’ve been through is what makes you who you are. I love you with all your complexities, inferiority complex, and insecurities.” He pauses for a moment and looks at me. “And you keep insisting and thinking that I’ll risk it all for some one-night stand?” he tells me, disclosing that he had noticed my jealousy in the club. “I hadn’t been looking for love, but it found me, and now it’s hard to shake it off, or you. I’ve already told you – I’m hooked. I’ll never leave you. So please, calm down.”
I find comfort and security in his words and allow myself to completely give into his warmth and love.
Chapter 21
It’s our last morning in London. My phone rings. It’s Michael. I put him on speaker so we can both hear him.
“Sweetheart,” he sounds so excited. “You won’t believe it, but I have great news. Our clip just hit 10 million views in less than a week. That’s considered an amazing achievement,” he explains.
“But why is that so surprising? After all, your song is totally amazing.”
“It’s all thanks to you, my muse! In any case,” he continues. “You should know you’ve made quite a lot of money from this.”
“Me? But how? What do you mean?”
“You get royalties, you know.”
“Really? And what kind of money are we talking about?”
“Something like... 100 thousand dollars,” he says excitedly.
“What?!” I gasp. “Are you for real? I can’t believe it!”
“And that’s not all,” he continues. “We’ve also received an offer to shoot a commercial together. It will completely change your financial situation,” he explains. “Plus, we can spend some time together, I really miss you.”
