LUCIANO

LUCIANO'S POV

I woke up to find the girl from last night gone, only for her to replace her waist with my pillow, how childish. I at least expected her escape, so I'm not really surprised. I got up and went to the wardrobe to grab my clothes, wash and change into them.

My gaze darted to the bed, lingering on the faded blood mark on the bed, making my memory drift to last night.

Like every other night, I came to Seduction Suite, but tonight I decided to stay in the club and not a room, especially after Jeff, my right hand man, told me it was filled, and I won't be noticed easily.

I was immersed in my whiskey and weed, when my gaze suddenly trailed to the club’s entrance and saw her walked in with a woman who I assumed to be her friend, their faces wasn't quite vivid under the dim light, but she looked familiar and that got my attention, especially dressed in a dirty wedding gown.

Suddenly she got missed in the crowd, and I couldn't see her again. My eyes secretly roamed the entire place, but it was like she was never there to begin with.

It wasn't long before I found her again, our gaze met and she looked away, obviously scared. I decided to go somewhere else where I could watch her, without missing her again.

My gaze never left her, until her friend left, it took long and she didn't return, meanwhile she continued gulping down shot after shot, until she emptied the bottles on her table.

I was about to go get her, when Jeff informed me of some unwanted visitors, I quickly went to take care of them, leaving my men to clean up the mess, but when I returned she was gone, I lost her again.

First time in my life, I felt a bit uneasy, ‘’What’s that?’

Finding her took quite a long time, as I had my men check all the CCTV cameras to know where she went. It was then that I saw him - the motherfucker, carrying her into a room. He dares to touch what I've set my eyes on.

With rage burning inside me, I went to get her, only heaven will save that motherfucker if he dares to lay a finger on her. It wasn't long, I arrived at the door, my men did the knocking and there was no response. My impatience and anger grew thin, as I ordered them to break the door.

The door was down and I walked in, only to find her half naked, her face bruised and she seemed to be in pain. At that moment I couldn't quite describe what I felt, but I knew that motherfucker was gonna die.

I hurried towards her, draping my coat around her, as I picked her up. It was then that I saw her face clearly, I frowned and quickly covered it with her hair. I gave the motherfucker one last gaze, knowing he wouldn't be alive for too long, my men knew their job, with that, I left.

I walked for a few minutes, making my way to my room. I have a personal room in every club I settle in, so I brought her there.

I knitted my brows and looked at her face, as I felt her temperature rising more than normal, her body was becoming hotter. I stopped in my tracks and made a call, walking faster to the room, after the call ended.

I laid her on the bed, and retracted my hands about to leave, when she grabbed me, and coiled her hands around my neck, whispering words I couldn't quite hear.

I saw her face clearly, there was an unnatural redness on her face, though the bright color made her originally outstanding facial features appear even more enchanting, and her breath was unsteady, I sighed, knowing she had been drugged.

She slightly opened her eyes and looked at me, her clear eyes shimmering with desire, as fast as I could blink, she leaned in closer, and nibbled on my lips, then made her way across my chin, my jaw. Her breathing was a mess as a soft whimper left her flushed lips.

“I really feel uncomfortable…..can you help me?” She said, her voice very soft and mesmerizing.

I stared deeply at her face and chuckled. I was about to say something, when her lips crashed into my lips again, restraining my words from coming out. This figure was really pushing my strings. Her soft and fragrant tongue slipped into my mouth, I can obviously tell she was inexperienced, entangling me somewhat awkwardly.

Her fragrance wafted into my nose and flooded my whole mind, causing my body to heat up in an instant.

Her delicate arms wrapped around my neck tightly, she did not know what to do apart from kissing me, and burying her burning face into my neck as she gave out a painful moan.

She reached out her hands to unbutton my shirt, but I was quick to stop her, she frowned, seemingly unhappy. I know for a fact she was drugged with an aphrodisiac, but she seemed to trust me, maybe because I saved her or hadn't hurt her.

I tried scaring her with my words, but she seemed oblivious to them, bent on having her way with me, and it worked. I couldn't hold it in anymore, especially when she pulled me back, ripped my shirt apart and leaned in to kiss me, i took it from there and our body ended up having its own mind.

Finding her this time wouldn't be a lot of stress to me, especially after I planted a tracker inside her hair, it couldn't be easily washed off and was water resistant, it's a special grade.

I left the room with Jeff, and other of my men who were waiting at the door. I told Jeff to find more about her, I know they saw her face last, so it was better he did the findings.

I was about to get into the car, when my phone suddenly buzzed and I glanced at it and frowned, upon seeing the location she was at. She must have been kidnapped.

“Jeff, head to second base.” I ordered and he nodded, and quickly drove off after I entered.