Only a drunk version of her could grab his dick like she owns it

They arrived at the club after an hour of driving. As expected, they didn't have to wait in line to enter. Instead, they were greeted and welcomed by the bouncer at the entrance.

"Stay close," Alessandro whispered in Lily's ear, his warm breath sending delightful shivers down her spine. With his hand on her bare back, Alessandro guided Lily to the VIP area on the upper floor. The room they entered had a glass wall, offering a panoramic view of the entire club, from the couches in the corners to the bar and the dance floor.

Lily scanned the room, filled with imposing men, until her gaze landed on a familiar face...Chris who seemed surprised to see Lily with Alessandro and called out her name. Lily stole a glance at Alessandro's face, unsure how to explain her connection to Chris without revealing that she had snuck out to party with Emma while Alessandro was on a business trip.

"Hi Chris," Lily greeted the club owner nervously, smiling. "I'll leave you with your friends. I'm going to have fun downstairs," she said to Alessandro, turning to walk out the door. However, Alessandro pulled her back by her arm, without saying a word, his expression demanding an explanation for her relationship with Chris.

Chris jokingly remarked, "Alessandro, you've got quite the wild one there," as he reminisced about the night Lily took over the club. She danced on the bar counter, drenching herself in expensive champagne and even convinced her friend to join in, resulting in an intense grinding session. The sight captivated everyone in the club, although Lily's friend got shy and stepped down from the counter. Lily, however, continued to dance on her own.

Lily shot a glare at Chris, who groofy asked, "Oops, was I not supposed to mention that?" Ignoring him, she locked eyes with Alessandro, who had been fixated on her the whole time. Trying to downplay the situation, Lily quickly explained, "Um, I bumped into him at the mall the other day. That's all." Alessandro nodded and let her leave the room.

As soon as Lily was out of earshot, Alessandro directed a menacing gaze towards Chris and hissed, "You better start explaining."

Chris felt incredibly uneasy under Alessandro's intense stare but mustered the courage to respond, "Remember the day you returned from Russia?" Despite the question, Alessandro remained silent, maintaining his intimidating glare. This made Chris even more uncomfortable. "Well, earlier that same day, Lily was here with her friends. They got really drunk, and she ended up dancing on the bar counter. I had to assign some of my men to keep an eye on her until she left the club because every man in there was trying to get close to her, and she was too intoxicated to notice. I couldn't fully trust my strippers either, as they weren't pleased when their customers started showering Lily with money."

Alessandro inquired, "No one laid a hand on her?"

"No, only her own hands touched her," Enzo confirmed.

Alessandro's eyes widened in shock as he refused to accept that his doll was capable of such behavior. Chris burst out laughing, saying, "Well damn, I've never seen you so surprised. If you're thinking she touched herself in a really nasty way, no, she was just dancing and feeling her body. Although her hand accidentally touched her gold while throwing her ass in someone's face."

Having heard enough, Alessandro interrupted, saying, "Let's talk business." He sat on the couch, his eyes gazing out through the glass wall, and noticed Lily sitting on one of the bar stools. "You've got some explaining to do, doll," Alessandro thought. He was angry at Lily, but for now, he would focus on what he came here to do and deal with her later.

"But first, who is she to you?"

"Someone who will get you killed if I found out you touched her that day."

Chris turned to look at Lily and thought to himself, "Fuck, it looks like my wet dreams about you will never come true."

The two men began discussing their business arrangement, as Alessandro was there to form an alliance with Chris. He had guns arriving today from Korea and he needed Chris's help to keep them safe, since his warehouse was not the best place to store them at the moment.

As they talked, Lily continued drinking and somewhat forgot that tomorrow was a school day. Megan Thee Stallion's voice filled the club, and a tipsy Lily exclaimed, "This is my shit!" She rushed to the dance floor, completely engrossed in the music.

Alessandro almost choked on his drink when he caught sight of Lily bent over, touching the floor while shaking her ass on a man's crotch.

Maybe she sensed Alessandro's eyes on her, but who knows. Lily turned towards the glass wall and started twerking on the man's crotch area. And the stranger wasn't just standing still, he was also dancing with Lily, feeling her.

Blame the alcohol.

Another guy joined Lily and her dancing partner. Two guys sandwiched Lily between them, and the three of them danced.

"I told you she's the wild one," Chris said, watching the three bodies dance. He was certain that if Lily wasn't Alessandro's, those three would end the night with a wild threesome.

"Wait for my call," Alessandro said, storming out of the VIP room.

Alessandro was heading straight towards Lily, but a hand wrapped around his wrist. He turned to punch the person who dared touch him but stopped himself when he saw Chris's sister, Arena.

Before he could ask her to leave him alone, Arena dragged him to the corner of the club. Lily, seeing this, left the dance floor and followed Alessandro.

"Ale~"

Cutting her off, Alessandro said irritably, "I have something important to do."

"You've already talked to my brother. What else is more important that you can do in the club?"

"Me, bitch," Lily replied, shoving Arena away from Alessandro.

Arena stumbled back a few steps, struggling to regain her balance. "You?" she said with a mocking chuckle. Her eyes turned deadly. "Don't mess with me, you little bitch. Now, get da fuck out of my face."

Alessandro was about to caution Arena about her language, but Lily stepped right up to her, both girls standing at the same height. "No, you remove that funny face from my sight," Lily retorted. Arena's anger grew even stronger. "Who do you think you are, you little bitch? I'll drop you right here, right now."

Unfazed, Lily stood her ground and replied, "I'm his main hoe, sweetie, and he doesn't need a side bitch. My pussy alone puts him to sleep. So, if you don't mind, we'll be on our way." With those words, Lily did the unthinkable - she grabbed Alessandro's crotch and said, "All of this needs to be deep inside me, rearranging my insides." After winking at Arena, Lily left with Alessandro.

One thing for sure is that Lily was a lightweight when it came to drinking. Despite taking numerous shots, she quickly became intoxicated. It was surprising considering she had only been in the club for less than an hour.

Lily's unsteady steps caused Alessandro to worry, so he walked closely behind her, ready to catch her if she stumbled due to the high heels she was wearing. As they made their way out of the club, Lily began singing, or rather rapping, a song filled with explicit language that shocked Alessandro.

Realizing that it was not the right time to address the issue of Lily sneaking out and grabbing his dick, Alessandro decided to wait until she sobered up the next day.

As they stepped outside, Alessandro received a call from his trusted associate, Theo. "Wait for me in the car," Alessandro instructed Lily, handing her his keys. Lily nodded in understanding, took the keys, and departed.

As Alessandro picked up the call, he was startled by the alarming news that Theo delivered. It appeared that their recent business partner, Dima, had deceived them. Instead of exporting guns as promised, the containers were discovered to contain people, with half of them already dead. The revelation filled Alessandro with rage and regret for ever aligning himself with the Russian mafia, whom he considered to be beneath his own high-class organization.

Determined to rectify the situation, Alessandro swiftly made a crucial decision. He commanded his men to retreat, abandoning the containers and immediately informing the authorities about the grim discovery. It was clear that swift action was necessary to salvage what was left of his reputation and protect his organization from further entanglement in this deadly affair.

Arena stormed into her apartment, slamming the door closed behind her. "Damn bitch," she muttered through gritted teeth.

Angelina, Arena's friend and roommate, who had been watching a thriller series on the couch, gave her a bored look. "I guess it didn't go as you planned," she remarked, noting Arena's typical anger whenever it involved her longtime enemy, Alessandro.

Arena responded by forcefully throwing a flower vase against the nearest wall. "Some girl got to Alessandro before I could talk to him," Arena angrily explained.

Her plan had been to approach Alessandro and warn him that the containers were smuggling people, not guns, and then leave. Once the containers were discovered to indeed contain people, Alessandro would undoubtedly seek her out to learn more. At that point, she would arrange a meeting where she could force Alessandro to do as she wished.

Angelina turned off the series and focused her attention on Arena. "It could be any girl he's messing around with right now," she suggested.

"She was too comfortable around Alessandro," Arena replied, reflecting on the memory of Lily boldly grabbing Alessandro's attention without a care in the world. It was surprising, considering Alessandro's reputation. Arena paused, sighing heavily and rubbing her forehead as if she had a headache. "Looks like I'll have to go with plan B," she whispered with a gloomy expression. It was clear that she wasn't thrilled about this alternative.

Arena glanced at her friend, wishing she had someone she trusted as much as Angelina to send instead. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. "What? I don't think I'm going to like your plan," Angelina said, her skin already covered in goosebumps.

"I want you to infiltrate Alessandro's mansion. I've done my research. Mrs. Jones, the head housekeeper, has a daughter who happens to be the same age as you. Coincidentally, you are a perfect match to pose as her daughter. They won't suspect a thing. Alessandro has forbidden his staff from bringing their families into the mansion, so I highly doubt they will notice your true identity. Mrs. Jones will have a day off tomorrow, and during that time I'll handle Mrs Jones, while you can plead with Alessandro on your knees for a job to help pay your mom's hospital bills."

"We've been best friends for so long, Arena, but every time I ask about your connection with Alessandro, you stay silent. If you're leading me into a dangerous situation, you might as well let me know what exactly I'm getting myself into."

"His parents killed mine and took away their land. Recently, Alessandro met with a bank owner to sell that very land. I may not have the power to seek revenge for my parents yet, but I need to secure my claim on that land before the owner takes it," Arena confided.

"Isn't Alessandro more dangerous than the owner? Shouldn't you be focusing on reclaiming the land from the owner instead of going after Alessandro?" Angelina questioned. As someone involved in underground activities, she knew all too well about Alessandro's reputation and had no interest in crossing paths with him.

"True, Alessandro is indeed more dangerous, but the owner has connections with the government. Once the land is under the owner's name, it will be nearly impossible to retrieve it. Besides, I'm not alone in this endeavor. There are others planning to overthrow Alessandro from his throne. While he fights to maintain his position, we can quietly carry out our plan," Arena explained, revealing a strategic approach.

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