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“You are too pessimistic.”
“Didn’t you hear when I said he still calls me pigtails?”
“You’re twenty years old Pina, not fourteen. There’s only a four year difference between you two. It can work.” It was the same difference between Salvatore and I and God was witness we could have worked so damn well.
“Why are we talking about this?”
“You asked about him.” I shrugged.
“Can we get back to complaining about being forced to spend the night in this club, please?”
I looked to her and winked. “I have a plan.”
“You do?”
“This is what we’re going to do. We’re going to load up on expensive champagne and then get to dancing. Make the best out of a bad situation.”
“I don’t like to dance and have people stare at me.” Pina replied. She was a shy girl, more of a watch from the shadows type or even better, stay home and read a book. That’s why she was my favorite person to hang out with.
“You can’t leave me to dance alone.”
“In that dress?” She nodded at me. “You’re going to find ten people who want to dance with you in a minute.”
The dress was a simple black satin, but it was tight and very short. Dressing sexy wasn’t something I put my efforts into, but something in me wanted to rebel against Salvatore. I knew that if he’d see me in this, he’d lose his mind.
“We’ll see.” I put out the cigarette and we walked through the same door we used to get out.
Back inside, the party was in full swing. Ari was on the table, showering her friends in thousands of euros worth of champagne, people were dancing and throwing back shots. The DJ started playing a remix ofLike a Prayerand when Madonna’s voice boomed from the speaker, the entire club roared.
I was not a fan of the clubbing crowd, but the energy in here was pretty appealing. Or maybe it was because I threw back two flutes of champagne like they were filled with water. I let my body move to the flow of the music and slowly got lost between the dozens of bodies doing the same thing. I closed my eyes and just danced; it was what I loved to do most. I didn’t care for the people around until I felt a pair of hands landing on my shoulders before traveling down my arms. I turned on my heel to see who it was and an unfamiliar face was staring back at me with a wide smile on his face.
The man was handsome, with blonde hair and a sharp jaw, dressed in a white suit. He was very Michael Douglas in his youth. I would have remembered if I’d have met him before.
“Ciao, Bella.” He spoke and I could tell by his accent he definitely wasn’t Italian.
“Hello.”
“Dance with me.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know who you are.”
“My name is Viktor. Ariana is a friend of mine and I was on my way to say hello, but couldn’t help noticing you.” He took my hand and spun me around. “Come on, let’s move our hips.”
The song went on and Viktor and I started moving together. I was pleasantly surprised to find out he was an amazing dancer, maybe even a professional. The rhythm in his feet was in sync with mine and soon we were moving like one. I tried to keep some distance between us but with every step he took, Viktor came closer until there was only a thin strip of air separating us.
“What’s your name, pretty girl?”
“Grazia Caputo.” There wasn’t much of a reaction on his face, so he definitely wasn’t from Sicily. “You’re not from around here. How do you know Ari?”
“I’m here to look for some business opportunities and she was nice enough to show me around.” He looked me up and down. “Are you looking for a job,bellaGrazia?”
“A job?” I laughed. “No, I’m good.”
“Too bad. I work with beautiful women and you… well, if you need to make some money just find me.” I recognized a bad intention when I heard one. I’ve grown up around bad men, so I could sniff one out from a mile away.
“That won’t be the case.” I assured him.
“Ok then, if not for business,” he pulled me into his arms, “then for pleasure.”
