Chapter four

Finally, the weekend has arrived, and I'm relieved not to have to face that jerk of a boss for the next two days. It's a wonderful feeling! This break will allow me to breathe a bit. I plan to relax, recharge my energy, and distance myself from all the negativity he brings. I can't wait to enjoy these two days without his presence.

I called Samantha earlier, and we agreed that she would pick me up at eight in the evening. It's almost time, so I take a shower, choose a short red dress and black high heels that add a touch of elegance to the ensemble. I decide to go for a bold makeup look, enhancing my eyes with perfect eyeliner and intense eyeshadow. My lips stand out with vibrant red lipstick. I let my hair down, falling perfectly on my shoulders, providing a touch of sensuality.

I descended from the building, and to my pleasant surprise, Samantha was already waiting for me in her stunning blue Mercedes Benz. I approached and got into the vehicle.

Hello, dear.

How are you, Sophia?

Well, and you?

Also. You look beautiful.

Thank you, darling. You look stunning too.

Samantha is dazzling in her shiny dress. The piece highlights her curves elegantly, and the sparkles scattered across the fabric add a touch of glamour. Perfectly matching the dress, she wears crystal high heels. Her makeup is bold and striking, with eyes enhanced by dark eyeshadow and captivating eyeliner. False eyelashes accentuate her gaze, while intense red lipstick highlights her seductive lips. Her hair is impeccably styled in a sophisticated manner, showcasing her radiant beauty.

Tonight is ours; I can't wait to get to the club.

Me too, I'm very excited about it.

And off we go - she said, smiling and starting the engine.

We chatted during our drive to the club, and Samantha mentioned that she is single, which surprised me a bit. She is gorgeous, friendly, smiling, and could have the world at her feet. But, as she said, love isn't for everyone.

As soon as we arrived at our destination, we encountered a huge line at the entrance, but Samantha knew the bouncers, so we entered the venue promptly.

The bar is elegant and very crowded. Loud music, people dancing, and others are getting close. We ordered two drinks and sat down to chat.

I don't understand people who stay in the VIP area - she grumbled.

Neither do I. It's much more fun in the crowd.

True. Did you know this establishment belongs to Mr. Bennett?

What? Is that serious?

Yes, dear, and I think he must be somewhere around - she turned her attention in all directions.

I hope so - I said more to myself than to her.

What did you say?

Nothing.

So, this club belongs to Mr. Bennett? How wonderful! The idea that he might be here sparked a mix of curiosity and a hint of excitement in me. It's a unique opportunity to perhaps get closer to him discreetly, leaving a subtle mark.

Shall we dance? - I asked excitedly, raising my hands.

Yes - she said cheerfully.

We left the bar and enjoyed the rest of the night. I moved my body in a slow and sensual dance, swaying my hips, running my hands over my body, and lowering my butt to the floor in rhythmic movements.

Samantha smiled and danced joyfully while her hair was tossed back. I noticed a handsome brunette eyeing her. I approached her and whispered in her ear.

A cute guy over there has his eye on you.

The one in the black T-shirt?

Yes.

I noticed - she smiled - just like I noticed that Mr. Alexander can't take his eyes off you.

Is he here?

Yes, just look behind you!

I turned, waved to him, and he smiled.

How long has he been there?

Long enough to see you lifting your butt - I smiled mentally at that - do you mind if I go talk to the young man who can't stop looking at me?

Of course not, have fun.

Thank you, beautiful.

Samantha went to the brunette, and here I am, alone, moving my body sensually, confident that Mr. Bennett's eyes are fixed on me. Every move of mine is calculated to seduce and attract his attention. While dancing, I meet his intense gaze, and a smile forms on my lips. The night promises to be full of seduction.

Mr. Bennett stares at me with fiery eyes, and I hold his gaze. Every move of mine is intentional, provoking a wave of excitement. I feel the electricity in the air as our gazes meet and intertwine. His desire is palpable, and the game of seduction intensifies with each moment. My curves twist to the rhythm of the music, drawing his hungry eyes to every move I make. I feel powerful, confident, and completely immersed in this fiery dance.

The idea is to make Alexander Will Bennett fall in love with me. I will be his downfall, an irresistible trap that will engulf him completely. I plan to seduce him with every move, every glance, and every touch. I will be the flame that consumes his mind and heart.

I will delve into his life, exploring his weaknesses and deepest desires. I will be his confidante, his passionate lover. I will make him trust me.

But when I have won his love and trust, I will reveal my true objective: to destroy him completely. I will unveil my ruthless and vengeful nature, leading him to the brink of madness and desolation. I will feed on his love for me, just to see him crumble. I will take pleasure in his fall, in watching him surrender completely to my cruelty.

It will be a battle of souls, where love and hatred intertwine in a dark dance. I will become his downfall, his ruin. And in the end, Alexander Will Bennett will be nothing but a shattered man, a victim of my relentless schemes.

Miss, Mr. Bennett is calling you to the VIP area - says a man in his twenties.

Ah, yes, of course - I smile without showing my teeth.

Please, follow me!

As we reached the entrance to the VIP area, the man opened the door, inviting me to enter. My eyes scan the space, searching for Mr. Bennett in the crowd. There's an aura of mystery around him, and the tension intensifies as I approach.

Good evening, Mr. Bennett - I greet with a discreet smile.

Good evening, Sophia, please have a seat - I sit with crossed legs on the red velvet sofa, leaving my legs exposed, and I look at him - are you enjoying the club?

Yes, it's all very elegant and sophisticated. I didn't know the club is yours; Samantha told me as soon as we got here. If she had told me earlier, I wouldn't have come.

And may I know why?

I don't like mixing personal with professional.

But you're not mixing; the club is indeed mine, but it's a public place, and anyone can come here, even my employees.

I don't feel very comfortable with you around, sir. I would have liked to dance longer, but I get a bit shy at the mere possibility of you seeing me dance again.

By the way, you dance very well - my boss's cheeks gained a rosy color, indicating he felt a bit shy saying that.

Thank you.

A drink?

Aren't we mixing business with pleasure, sir?

I believe not, Miss Villalobos, but if you...

Alright, I accept.

Mr. Bennett called one of the waiters and asked him to bring a bottle of whiskey and a lemon cocktail for me.

The waiter returned, bringing the whiskey bottle and the lemon cocktail.

I saw on your resume that you worked in Canada, how is it to live there?

Challenging, I would say, living in a country with a cold climate is not easy, but over time, you get used to it.

How long were you there?

I actually grew up there; I left the United States in my childhood and only returned here now.

With your parents?

No, I lost my parents when I was still a child, after that, I went there with my older brother.

I'm sorry, I didn't know that.

It's okay, don't worry.

You look very beautiful, Sophia, this dress looks great on you - he said, blatantly staring at my bare thighs.

Thank you, sir.

Holding my drink delicately between my fingers, I brought it to my mouth with a provocative gesture. My lips touched the rim of the glass as I observed him with a penetrating gaze, making Mr. Bennett swallow hard in the face of my audacious attitude. A subtle smile formed on my lips, revealing the pleasure I felt in eliciting such a reaction from him. Each gulp he took seemed like a silent victory that made me savor every moment of this seduction game. As the drink slid down my throat, I could sense the hungry look he cast in my direction, reinforcing the irresistible effect I had on him.

You are a very beautiful and charming woman - his eyes descended to my lips and then to the generous neckline.

You're praising me too much; I'll become shy.

I apologize; that's not my intention.

It's okay. I need to go - I said, standing up.

Already? It's still early.

Not for me.

Alright, I can take you home if you want.

No, sir, don't worry about me; I'll call a taxi through the app.

Are you sure about that? With me, you'll be safer.

I am more than just a pretty face, sir Bennett; I know how to defend myself very well.

I believe so, but...

See you on Monday, sir, and thank you again for the drink - I kissed his cheek, leaving him surprised by my attitude.

Have a continuation of a good night.

Same to you, boss - I said, stealing a small smile from his lips.

With a satisfied smile on my face, I move away from the VIP area, knowing that my little mission has been accomplished.

Good night, beautiful lady - I look at the man in front of me, and a brilliant idea comes to mind.

Good night, sir - I smile.

Leaving?

Yes, nothing else holds me here.

Can I accompany you to the exit?

It would be a pleasure.

I know Mr. Bennett is still watching me, so I decided to accept the company of this unknown man. The intention is clear: to provoke jealousy in my boss, and I am confident that I will succeed.

Can I give you my contact? I left my phone with a friend who's in the club.

Of course, no problem.

Will you send me a message?

Yes, I will - I lied.

By the way, my name is Walter.

Sophia.

Can I take you home?

No, thank you. I've already called a taxi - I lied again - it will be here soon.

Take care.

You can count on it.

Until another day - he kissed my cheek and left.

Of course, I won't give a signal to this man. I don't intend to create many friendships here or get attached to a man. My goal is unique now: to get revenge on Alexander Will Bennett