Chapter 12
Lilly
I hurried off out of his office, in the VIP, down the stairs, across the club and back to the dressing room. I didn’t stop to say goodbye to the girls that were leaving. I went for the wardrobe, shut the door and slid my back down it to the floor. Breath Ariana, I thought to myself. I took steady breaths and calmed my racing heart. Who did this guy think he is? Sure, he’s my boss and I owe him something for letting me work here and buying all this stuff, but he went to my place? He had seen a part of me that I liked to keep hidden. Ne he’s asking questions, wanting to drive me home. I don’t like people being that close to me. Even if he was a pure adonis demanding my attention every time he was in the room. He did something to me. I haven’t had these feelings before, and I didn’t know what to do with them. He said he was going to take care of me. What even is that? I wonder what it feels like to be taken care of No, Ariana, no, stop it. You take care of yourself, I thought. Play the part, be an innocent little pitty case and I can get him off my back and go back to surviving by myself don’t need anyone, I don’t.
“Angel?” His voice sounded on the other side of the doos. Shit, how long have I been sitting here for? Why does his voice send a heat to my vagina? Gods, I needed to get it together. The fight on Monday night would help me get back into the right headspace.
“One second, I’m almost done!”
I rushed to get changed, pulling out the first pair of black tracksuits and a grey tank top. Opening the door, I found him sitting at my table. He looked much too big and dominating to be sitting in front of my little makeup table. His eyes reamed my body before settling back on my eyes and that heat that was between my legs for just firing up even more now. I fidgeted on my feet slightly.
“Ready?” I said.
not feeling comfortable the slightest about having to show him where I was staying. I wonder if he knew how bad the neighborhood is. He stood and held a hand out to me and I just stood there staring at it.
What, you want to hold hands now?”
He chucked and the smile on his face looked like a dark secret he wouldn’t share with just anyone. It was beautiful.
“We can
if you’d like to
I like to angel, but I was going to carry that bag that you’re holding.
Right, shit, the stupid bag.
“Oh…umin. Yeah, right, of course.”
My face was definitely red right now, I dropped my head hoping he wouldn’t notice and handed him the bag. Following him out of the building to his car. We stopped at a beat up white ute and he tossed the bag in the back seat of the cab.
“This is what you drive?” I said, my shock was evident. He had money oozing out of his pores, so why would he drive this?
“It’s Luca’s. He does up old cars and gives them to the woman’s shelter in town for those escaping domestic violence. His way of trying to redeem himself or sameining
“Ob right. So why are you driving it now? Did someone give you a hard time and run you out of your house?
There was that smile again. He found my foul mouth.. amusing?
“We’re driving this one tonight because I can’t go parading money around your new neighborhood. If people were to see a pretty little thing like you, there, being driven in something that would stand out then they might assume you’re someone worth robbing for some easy money I won’t put that kind of target on your back”
Little did he know I had been living with the biggest target on my back ever since I ran from my father, but he was right. This was smart. I wonder how a club owner had such street smarts about him. No, he had to be something more, someone dangerous. So why did I feel so safe right now?
“You’re going the wrong way.” I noticed after a few minutes of spacing out.
