Chapter 4

Chapter Four 

Thorne Rocco 

I sat in the VVIP suite, taking in the scene below. I had just opened my new club, Silent, and it was already becoming the hottest spot in the city. It was part of a new investment I had made upon returning from my time in Italy. I was eager to see if it would be as successful as my other ventures.

"I heard you and Annabel broke up," Enzo said, swirling the wine in his glass. "What happened?"

I smiled, thinking of the ridiculousness of the situation. "Well, it's kind of a funny story. Apparently, she had been having an affair with her 'uncle', or at least that's what she told me. But, of course, it turned out that he wasn't her uncle at all, and she was just using me for my money." I shook my head, laughing. "I couldn't believe it when I found out.”

"What the hell?!" Enzo said, staring at me with wide eyes. I took a long drink of water, trying to calm myself down. My eyes drifted back to the dance floor, watching the crowd move to the music. I looked up as a couple of women walked through the door, and I found myself completely captivated by one of them. There was tall blonde, wearing a dress that left very little to the imagination. But it was the other woman that caught my attention. She was small, almost childlike, but she had an air of innocence about her that I found intriguing.

The woman was wearing a white dress that accentuated her innocent air. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back in waves. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I knew she was beautiful. My heart raced as I waited to see her features. My blood felt like it was rushing through my veins, and I felt an overwhelming sense of anticipation. I wanted to see her face more than anything.

"So, what's your plan now?" Enzo asked, pulling my attention away from the mysterious woman.

"I'm not sure," I said. "I came here to oversee the headquarters of one of my companies, but I'm not sure how long I'll be staying. It depends on how things go."

"Do you want a private dance?" Enzo asked, but I shook my head. I couldn't focus on the conversation - I was too preoccupied with thoughts of the woman I had seen earlier. I was frustrated and confused by my own reaction. I was always in control of my emotions, but now I felt like I was losing my grip.

Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming urge to find the woman again. I stood up abruptly, and began to search for her around the club. But she was nowhere to be found. I felt a surge of disappointment and anger, and I found myself walking towards the window looking out for her. 

I found her in the dance floor, dancing with some unknown girl, laughing and smiling happily as her body moved to the rhythm of the music. Her smile was captivating, exposing her front row of teeth, and I felt the sudden urge to have it all to myself. My fist clenched, wishing I was the one dancing with her. The music suddenly changed to that of a slow sensual one, and she began moving her body slowly, and sensually. I felt my pants tightened, and I cursed under my breath. 

She was the center of attention, surrounded by the stares of men and women alike. Their gazes were filled with desire, jealousy, and admiration. Suddenly, her eyes met mine, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through me. She stopped dancing, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. 

Her beauty was otherworldly, her lips were full and pink, and her skin was perfect. I felt a flush of desire, imagining her on her knees as she sucked on my dick. 

Just then, her friend elbowed her in the side, and she turned away from me, breaking our gaze. I watched as they spoke, their words muffled by the music. A moment later, they left the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd. 

"I see you've found someone who has caught your interest," Enzo said with a smirk. "Should I order one of my guards to bring her up to you?"

"No," I said firmly. 

"Are you sure?" he asked, a note of surprise in his voice. "She's a beautiful woman."

"I'm sure," I excused myself and left the room, feeling a sense of relief as the door closed behind me. The guard stationed outside bowed his head in respect, and I walked away, my thoughts racing. 

As I descended the stairs, I was met by a group of scantily-clad women who walked towards me, yet keeping their distance as my cold glare swept towards them. They all looked hopeful, eager to be chosen as my companion for the night. Something small collided with my stomach. I looked down to see a tiny figure standing in front of me. It was the beautiful woman from the club.

"Ouch! What kind of person builds a wall in the middle of the hallway?" she exclaimed, rubbing her head as she glared up at my stomach. I couldn't help but find her indignation amusing, especially considering she only came up to my stomach.

I nodded in amusement as she ascended the stairs leading to the VVIP section. I gave the guard at the entrance a knowing look, and he nodded, letting her through.

I followed behind her, curious to see where she was headed. I watched as she stumbled up the stairs, and I could tell by the way she was walking that she was drugged. She had been perfectly fine while dancing, so it must have happened recently. As I looked around, I noticed a man staring at her intently as she made her way up the stairs. I had a feeling my suspicion was correct.

"Get him," I ordered the guard, my tone sharp and commanding.