FAMILY

43| Sphinx

Amelia did this on purpose.

The entrance to the Sphinx was packed. I got out of the car with my friends and sister. My bodyguards safely escorted us inside. The music was loud and it was much different from Notte.

This club did not belong to my brothers but to Alexander Ferrari.

The dance floor was bigger and there were two bars at opposite sides of the room. We had to walk down a staircase to get to the dance floor. The VIP section was above the dance floor but you had to cross the dance floor to get to the guarded staircase to even get there.

I missed the luxury of the private lodge we had at Notte. But my heart beat was racing for a different reason. What if I saw Alexander again?  The last time I saw him was last week.

"Looking for someone in particular?" Amelia grinned at me.

I'd told her about what happened with Alexander. She was completely over the moon about it. I don't even know why because last time I checked, she still had a big fat crush on him.

"Drink. Loosen up. You look like you've seen a ghost." She handed me a cocktail.

I gladly took the drink and tried to calm down. He wasn't here. If he was, I would've felt it.

For the next couple of hours, I drank and danced. That feeling of complete freedom overwhelmed me again as I danced on the dance floor. Once again no one bothered me. I was free to dance however I wanted.

August had wandered off with some guy he just met, probably to hook up. Cecelia was dancing with Amelia while Eunha went to get drinks with her boyfriend. In that moment I was alone, but then two strong hands grabbed my waist.

I nearly choked on my breath when I gazed up in those familiar green eyes.

He was here.

"You came to my club, bellissima." He whispered in my ear.

I felt shivers go down my spine. He tightened his grip on my and pressed me up against him. His body was hard and moulded perfectly with muscles. He was hot and suddenly my clothes felt like a bother. I didn't want anything to separate us.

"Balla per me, mia bellezza."

(Dance for me, my beauty.)

Our chests were pressed together and his large hands nearly grabbed my ass. His grip was nearly bruising and I saw a wild fire in his eyes.

He was just as far gone as I was.

At some point, I started to dance again. Our hips moved in sink and I felt something poke my stomach. I didn't look down.

He was hard.

"Questo è quello che mi fai." He pressed me closer to him.

(This is what you do to me.)

I smirked and brought my hand up to his neck. I pulled him down towards me and brought my lips to his ear.

"Molte donne hanno fatto lo stesso." I pressed a kiss on his earlobe.

(A lot of women have done the same.)

I think his erection just double in size if that was even possible.

He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. A dark look filled his eyes before he pulled me away from the dance floor. The bodyguards to the VIP section immediately parted for him and he took me upstairs.

I was still dazed from our dance and barely paid attention as to where he was taking me. We entered a room. There were two large sofas with a big coffee table between them. The walls were decorated with modern art and there was a huge alcohol collection near the first sofa.