The mafia and the Baker (Editing)

chapter 2

Royal pov

We arrived at the club about 30 minutes later.

At the entrance, there was a very long line. At the top of the line was a security guy, he's muscular build, tall with short light brown curly hair with black t-shirt that hugged his biceps, and black ripped jeans to match with.

So basically he's in all black.

(MIB) men in black. Now you know what that means, Said my inner thought.

I know for a fact that I'm not staying here in that long ass line all night. I don't even wanna know where it ends.

As if reading my thoughts she turned round and gave me a reassuring smile.

Bell took hold of my hands and drag me behind her passing the long ass line that stop at god knows where.  We stopped at the top of the line and she whispered something in the guy's ear, with a nod of his head he signaled us to enter.

 My bestie got links.

Maribel still holding onto my hands pulls me to the far back of the club where the bar is located.

She ordered two shots of tequila we gulped it down in one go.

We ordered four more shots and then we went to a table on the other side of the room.

"Ok we are going to get our asses drunk tonight!" she shout over the loud music, I laughed.

We started moving along with the beat, I felt myself loosening up as the liquor started to take its effect. I'm so going to have a massive hangover in the morning.

' Oh well good thing I'm the owner of the bakery'

I laughed inwardly at my thoughts.

We're pressed against each other While dancing and laughing. "I'm Going to get more shots" I shouted She nodded her head, I turned around and headed to the cute bartender "Two shots please" "Coming right up," he said with a smile

I collected the shots and then headed back. I saw my best friend making out with a guy, so I placed hers on the table I winked at her turned away, and started doing a solo on the dance floor. As if feeling like a pair of eyes watching me, I slowly turned around.

As I turned around, my gaze was drawn towards the most stunning emerald green eyes I had ever seen. He was walking towards me, and his perfectly chiseled face caught my attention. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander over his muscular build. As I looked closer, I noticed tattoos on his arm that went down under his shirt and back up to his face.

As if noticing my obvious gaze he smirked. I held myself as a blush crept up on to. my face, fully making his way here. 

''hi,'' I greeted the very attractive stranger while nervously shifting from one leg to another.

With a teasing tone, he laughed at my shyness and said, "You weren't shy while dancing, why now, hmm?" As his finger lifted my chin and our eyes locked, I felt my heart racing with anticipation. This moment was too precious to waste, and I knew I had to seize it.

you couldn't resist it could you 

''No I could not'' I answered my inner thought in a sing-song voice.

brought back to reality by the snapping of fingers. blinking my eyes twice to register what he was saying but I wasn't hearing cause of the loud music playing in the background .'' what was that? I didn't catch what you were saying''  I asked over the loud music.

 In one swift movement, he pulled me closer by the waist.  With his soft lips against my ear, he spoke.  ''  I said what's your name ''

"Royal," I responded and then asked for his name. He chuckled and replied, "Curious, are we, amor?" in a thick Italian accent. I felt my face flush and retorted, "I told you my name."

Translation - Amore (love)

He slowly leaned in towards me and without another moment to waste he kissed me. I didn't back away instead I leaned in closer without a second thought.  He pulled away resting his four-head on mine.  

''Alessandro  Rosso''

Without warning, he forcefully kissed me with a fierce intensity that took my breath away.

This is the end of this chapter .