Chapter 60: SECRET WHISPER
Arianna
My legs are sticky with dried cum as we step into the club but if that’s the price for Vincent’s happiness to ease his jealousy and mind, I’m ready to do anything for the sake of our mission. I needed a whole hour to freshen my look because I looked freshly fucked and I wanted at least look presentable for going out. Vincent was too happy to see me like that since he was the one who did it.
Pressing me to his side, there’s no mistaking that he has guns strapped in his holsters between the suit jacket he wears and if something goes south, he has a badge to take the man hostage if necessary. Not that he needs it if he plans to kill the guy.
The music is pretty loud when we go downstairs, my heels at least giving me an extra height besides Vincent but I still felt tiny compared to him. Too defenseless.
Lips ghost over my ear briefly, the hot air of breath makes me shiver,” Stay close. We need to look harmless.”
I suck in a nervous breath, anxious for whatever reason,” What’s our plan?”
Vincent stares at me for some seconds, thinking before shaking his head,” I’m a fool to bring you here. I don’t want you near him at all. I wish to tear those limbs apart for laying his hands on you.”
Managing a weak smile, I lean into his side,” We do this together, remember? I’m not leaving you alone,” my tone is protective but still shaky. That didn’t stop me for worrying about Vincent.
Getting behind me, he drops an arm over my chest in a possessive hold and my hands latch into his forearm against my breasts when he draws me closer. His mouth is back at my ear when he speaks over the music when we step through the mingling moving bodies,” If you stray away from me even a step, there’s no guarantee that the bastard doesn’t come out while we’re separated so don’t make me put a bullet between his eyes before we even reach him.”
I frown,” Why would I stray away from you?”
In the middle of the crowd, Vincent spins me around and pulls me to his chest by the hips, suddenly dancing with me while the song ‘Hands on’ which I recognize plays in the background.
Wear what you want
It's you I see
From sweats to a dress
You're seducing
A beauty savant
You're all I want
Your lips taunt
The urge in me
The words seem to make everyone move in a sensual way and even if I never came to clubs to dance that much, the song urged me to be bolder with my own body moves when I feel a hand on my nape, drawing me closer to Vincent who also naturally blends in with the drunken people with lust all over their faces when they hump each other like dogs. A squeeze on my waist brings me back to the man who holds me close and I shiver when his lips touch my ear again.
“Behave. No bathroom breaks or phone calls. Only with me and if we don’t find him tonight, you still stay with me. Understand?” His sharp words are cold when he says them to me and with a calculate move, he withdraws, just to spin me around so he can yank me back to him in a smooth move when my back gets pressed against his chest.
Feeling sweat on my skin from the lack of air in the whole club, the goosebumps still linger from his hot touch and his words but maybe that’s just me being clumsy on a dance floor since I wasn’t a party person. Even in dangerous circumstances, I wanted him close, still feeling lingering aftershocks of pleasure after fucking his claim inside of me. The man was a beast on steroids.
I tip my head back to see his eyes lower to mine in a upside down view, our bodies swaying in rhythm,” Don’t worry. I’m not that stupid. I will stay with you,” glancing at him, I watch him sweep the room for any signs of our target so I also move my eyes through the people who look like my abuser.
Black movements in human shapes catch my eyes in two different places by the walls of the club. Two men in suits with sunglasses. Like men in black. They stare at us for a minute or so and then go back to watch the club itself.
Bodyguards?