Mine.

Chapter 3

Ryder's pov

I took yet another shot as the girl next to me tried over and over to get my attention. Which let me tell you was really ruining my night. I had had enough. I turned to her and simply said.

"Not interested."

Her face turned hurt and she marched away while saying, "Fine, you're the one missing out anyways."

I could only imagine how many guys she's been with. Not that I'm one to talk, I've been with more girls than I could count. I never was one to settle down especially not now. Business was booming or so people would say.

I took another shot, my eyes scanning the club in front of me. My club to be exact, being a gang leader has it's perks. I was looking for someone to satisfy my needs with tonight.

Holy shit!

This girl, I admit her body caught my eye first, I couldn't really see her face. It was the way she was dancing, her hips just moved so perfectly to the beat. I scanned her body more until I realized who she was dancing with, a guy. I clenched my jaw, I wanted that to be me.

I watched as they danced for a little bit more and I grew more envious. I clenched my fists watching how she leaned in closer. Fuck, It's her boyfriend, damn. I didn't care though she'd be mine by the end of the night, satisfying me.

They were kissing now which angered me but, it kind of looked like she wanted to stop. I stood up and watched from a distance when I heard the slap. I  saw her say something then her back was retreating towards the exit.

Nows my chance.

I started walking towards the exit but, my men started following me so I quickly turned to them.

"Don't follow me." I said sternly, they just nodded.

I walked out of the exit and approached her seeing how she was kind of made me feel bad for her. I sort of thought I needed her to trust me and me telling her about how I just saw that whole thing was kind of on a stalker level.

"And what's a beautiful princess like you doing out here alone?" I acted as if I knew nothing, I wanted to see her face though since I still haven't seen it yet, the club was quiet dark.

"Look mister, I've been having a really shitty night so whatever you plan on-" I cut her off what the hell did she take me as, her voice was adorable though.

I looked next to her and seen her heel and how it was broke. I knew I heard someone fall before I turned the corner, it must have been her.

"I don't plan on doing anything, I saw what happened in there." Shit, it just all rushed out of my mouth I couldn't stop it.

Who cares maybe she wouldn't mind cheating. Thinking about what happened made me irritated. I'd gladly have a nice chat with him for her. Then she laughed lightly which sounded so right coming from her.

"You know if you're trying to get me to trust you you're not really helping your case, stalker." she said, and looked up at me.

Wow, she was absolutely breathtaking. In that moment I knew I needed her as mine. No matter if or how much she loved that little boyfriend of hers.

I laughed, "Well no but, you just made a joke which means you do trust me or at least feel safe." I said all while staring at her.

That soon became my favorite thing to do, stare at her. Her eyes were a hazel, maybe light brown. She had long brown hair that framed her face perfectly. I wanted nothing more than to capture her lips in mine. I think the alcohol was finally hitting.

"Maybe." she said simply and looked away.

No look back, damn, I sound desperate. This alcohol has to go. I'm the most feared gang leader in New York I can't be falling inlove. I would simply use her for my pleasure and that's it. Before I could do anything my mouth said otherwise.

"Do you have a ride home?" she didn't say anything.

"I'm guessing that douchbag in there was your ride here and home?" I simply said.

She looked back at me. "Hey he didn't mean it he's just drunk." how could she defend him after what he did.

"Your boyfriend literally kissed you and when you wanted him to stop he didn't, drunk or not seems pretty douchey to me." I said maybe a little to angrily as I clenched my fists.

I watched as her face turned into confusion. "He's not my boyfriend." she said quietly.

I was instantly relieved but, but quickly covered it, "He's not?"

"No he's just my bestfriend."

I didn't know what to think. On one hand I was drunk and really needed her but, on the other hand I was extremely intrigued by her. Before I knew it I had her shoes in my hand and was already taking my keys out.

"Come on."

"W-what" she stuttered. Fuck.

"I'm taking you home since your bestfriend turned out to be a..." I turned around and looked at her. "...douchebag." I smirked as she glared at me cutely might I add and turned back around.

"How do I know I can trust you I don't even know you."

I turned back around facing her, this girl was stubborn."We've been talking for about five minutes now and I haven't given you one reason to not trust me plus it's dark out, your drunk, and like I said before your ride was-" I said that last part just to irritate her but, she cut me off.

"Alright alright I get it."

I watched as she stood up but, quickly went back down until I caught her and looked into her beautiful eyes.

And god, was she beautiful.