Chapter 2

POV Lisa. 

I am as if hypnotized by the scene that is playing out before me. It seems that the man and the woman are one, that they complement each other, or that they perform a perfectly executed ballet.  

I make a circular movement with my head to look at the people around me. It is then that I see him, he is sitting on a sofa a little apart, one foot crossed on the other, the distant glance, he wears pants and a black shirt, the sleeves of this one raised to his elbows. His gaze meets mine and for a moment I am chilled by all the coldness I see in his eyes, I catch myself wondering if a smile would warm his face. I close my eyes and shake my head, I have to stop looking at him and I have to get out of here, something as absurd as this woman being beaten can't please me. No, it can't. 

I pull Amelie's hand and drag her away. 

"What the hell is this circus? Why did you bring me here?" 

"To tell you the truth, I have no idea, I just felt like it. "

"But I don't like this kind of place. " 

"We've only just arrived, let's stay a while and maybe you'll like it. " 

"Are you serious? Amelie, there's no way I'm staying here. " 

I let go of Amelie's hand and walk out of the room. My God! What have I gotten myself into? I go downstairs and the sound of the music becomes even louder. I'm heading for the door when I remember that Amélie has the car keys and I can't go home without her. Damn it! However it is out of the question that I go back there, what happens there has disturbed me enormously. So I go and sit at the bar and order myself a glass of tequila, I need something strong, that will make this image disappear from my mind.  I swallow it down, the alcohol burns my palate, then the hot liquid warms my body. I order a second one and put it in front of me without knowing what to do with it. I just look at it. 

A hand rests on my lower back and I stand up straight. 

"Easy my beautiful says to me a totally drunk voice. " 

"Go away! "I said in a dry voice. 

Except that instead of leaving, the mysterious stranger with the brush cut sticks to me and comes to lick my ear. I push him back violently by rising from the chair spilling my glass on the bar. 

"I asked you to leave me alone! " 

"Well you see, I don't want to. I saw you going up there with your girlfriend, girls like you like that, don't they? Violence. "He says, grabbing me violently by the arm. 

I almost have tears in my eyes so much he hurt me. But I'm not going to give this creep the pleasure of seeing me cry, so I spit in his face. Like in a bad horror movie, I see the man's hand rise up in an attempt to hit me so I close my eyes and wait for the slap, except it never comes. 

I open my eyes cautiously when I don't feel any pressure on my arm. And I see the man who had just tried to hit me suspended in the air by two strong arms. 

I blinked several times to make sure it was real. The man I had seen lurking in the dark was standing right in front of me, holding my attacker by the collar. There was obvious rage in his eyes. For a moment I even felt sorry for the poor man. 

"Lisa are you okay? " 

I hear my best friend's voice next to me without really hearing it. I'm like being in a fog where the only landmark is him. He throws the man on the floor and the man starts to crawl in fear, he is then caught by security who throws him out. 

"Lisa?"

I leave the purely erotic vision before my eyes and turn to my worried friend. 

"I have nothing, don't worry. Thank you I say as I turn to my mysterious savior. ' 

He doesn't answer me and just looks at me without saying anything, he is even more impressive and much more beautiful up close. 

I'm really sorry that something like this is happening in my club," says Eric. And if you accompanied your friend in one of the VIP rooms? "He says to Amélie.

She takes my arm and drags me with her, I feel the burning of the look of this man on my back. I turn around, once again and our eyes meet. 

"I'm sorry I brought you here, I should have thought better of it, I had forgotten how much of a pig the men here can be. "

"You mean you've never had an incident like this? " 

"At first, but then when I started dating Eric they left me alone. " 

So this Eric and her their relationship is much more serious than I thought. So how could she stand to see him do this to other women?

"I don't understand how you can handle him touching other women. " 

"Oh that," she said with a smile in her voice. He's the owner of this club and the soul of this club is that. I'm still not going to ask him to give up everything for me. Besides, he does it so well that it would be a shame to deprive him of that. However, he knows the limits, he is no longer allowed to make love to someone other than me. " 

I look at her surprised, I don't know if I might be able to commit to that kind of relationship. But she looks happy and that's the most important thing. I turn my head in the direction of the dance floor and watch people dance, it's been so long since I gave up that lifestyle that today I wonder if I would still know how to dance. 

"Are you coming? " 

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, I can't dance anymore. "

"It's like riding a bike, you don't forget. " 

Amelie gets up and walks backwards onto the dance floor, she runs a hand along her body and strokes herself, motioning for me to follow her, I catch my face in my hands and smile embarrassed. I tell her no with my hand and she starts to clap her hands shouting my name, the worst is when the people around her do the same. Everyone starts calling my name, so I stand up embarrassed, take her hand and rub my body against hers. 

She's right, it's like riding a bike, you never forget. I dance with my best friend to a song by TI and Rihanna, a song that sends me a message to live my life. Something I stopped doing a long time ago. 

I dance, I live again, I feel happy. 

"Everyone has their eyes on you my beautiful, whispers Amelie in my ear. " 

"You're talking nonsense. " 

"You're the only one who doesn't see the sex appeal you give off. And Eric's friend would totally agree with me. "

"Why are you telling me about him? " 

"Because right now, he's got his eyes on you," she tells me, smiling. " 

She turns me to face the man and rubs herself against me from behind. He and I stand there staring at each other, it's as if everything around us no longer exists, nothing, just him and me. He holds the glass of whisky to his lips, I wonder if the burn of the whisky has the same effect on him as on me. 

Amelie comes back from the bar with three drinks, I was so engrossed in him that I didn't even know when she pulled away from me. She hands me a shot that I swallow hard like the first one. I take the second drink from her hands and swallow it just like the first.

"Take it easy, you and alcohol have never been a good match. " 

"I thought you wanted me to have fun. " 

"I do, but I want you to be clear headed. " 

I smile at her and start dancing again, I think the alcohol is starting to take effect, I catch myself smiling stupidly and accentuating my lats. I spin around the dance floor with my best friend, I feel so good. Suddenly, a hand is on my hip and I am petrified on the spot, without even turning around I know it's him. I know it because my body recognizes it, my senses are on alert, and a shiver runs through my body. 

"I do think you've danced enough for tonight. " 

Holy shit! What kind of voice is that? It sounds like a god, a god of Olympus. I imagine him dressed as a warrior on a battlefield giving orders. My legs start to tremble and for a moment I fear that they will let go of me, if he did not hold me so close to him, I would probably have fallen already. 

"Have you lost your tongue?" 

I turn to him to try to look at him, but something about him forces me to look down. So I do, instead of looking into his eyes, I look at his shoes. He takes my forehead between his thumb and forefinger and lifts my head. I look at his dark eyes, closer, he is even more beautiful, almost unreal, such beauty should be forbidden. It destabilizes me, it destabilizes me so much that I pull out the first thing that comes to mind. 

"You smell very good. " 

He squints and smiles then runs his tongue over his lips, I wish he would run it over mine too. So I bite my lip without even realizing it. He follows my gesture with his eyes and slides his head into my neck. 

"Tonight, you are mine. "