Chapter:38- Beginning of an end (II)

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I took a deep breath and looked out of the window of the car. We were in front of a big warehouse and so many cars were parked in the parking lot. In other words it was totally packed.

The name of the club was written in front at the top of the warehouse in neon pink letters.

Fly High.

Wow, nice choice of words there.

Antonio parked the car and then we were walking towards the entrance. I expected a long queue of people at the entrance but there was none. But bouncers were there. Big guys with buff arms and torso. The plain black T-shirt was stretched over their shoulder, it looked like their T-Shirts would rip any time and their muscles would come out to say hello to us.

When we reached the entrance of the club, I got a closer look at the bouncers' face. They were standing like statues with stern and stoic expressions as if they never smiled.

They were kinda scary.

Antonio showed them some cards and they bowed their head and gestured towards the door. He took my hand and we walked inside the club.

Well, I didn't hear anything because as we entered into a club, a tunnel welcomed us.

Yes, a tunnel. Walls of that tunnel were covered with black carpet, there were just some overhead lights which were enlightening the tunnel. There were two more bouncers at the end of the tunnel. They both again nodded and opened the door for us.

As the door opened we could hear the music, feel the bass. The tunnel was soundproof.

Hmmmm...Nice, I thought.

"Wow". I muttered as I looked around.

"Want a drink ?" He asked and I just nodded. We walked towards the bar and sat on the bar stools.

"I thought this club would be different but it's kind of same as others." I said looking towards the dance floor where 'high class' people were dancing. Some were literally glued to each other.

Antonio chuckled.

"All the nightclubs are the same cara" he said and shook his head.

"So when is your friend coming?" I asked to take a sip of my pink colored drink that Antonio had ordered for me.

"Soon." He said and looked towards the dance floor.

"Wanna dance?" He asked, taking my hand and I was shocked.

Big bad Mafia boss can dance.

He dragged me towards the dance floor, among the sweaty bodies of people. I could feel the bass and vibrations of music from the floor. DJ played another song, Crazy in love by Beyoncé. People around us cheered. Antonio suddenly pulled me towards him and I slammed into his chest. We were standing chest to chest, there wasn't even an inch of distance between us.

We were swaying according to rhythm, Antonio nuzzled my neck. I pulled him closer by circling my arms around his neck and pulling him towards me. He brought his lips to mine and I felt the world fade away. It was just me and Antonio, I moaned. The kiss was savoring and sensuous. He pulled away and put his forehead against mine. We both were breathing heavily.

"I am falling for you Maria." He said. I gasped and looked at him. He was looking at me like I was the last fruit on this earth that he wanted to savor.

"I.. I what?" I stammered, shocked by his words.

He just smirked and pecked my lips. Then he took my hand and dragged me towards the bar.

"My friend's here." He said, nodding towards the balcony.

I looked at the balcony, only to see a man with a beer belly and a drink in his hand.

"That is your friend?" I asked and looked at him and giggled.

"What? Did you expect someone else?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

I shook my head and giggled.

"Actually yeah. I thought your friend would be hot and handsome but he's like your uncle." I said and he frowned.

"Why? I am not hot enough for you?" He asked with his adorable pout on his face.

I leaned into him, I heard his intake of breath.

"Why ? Are you jealous?" I mumbled against his lips and kissed him sweetly. He moved forward, putting his hands on my hips. Then I pulled away and looked at his frustrated expression.

"Come on we have to meet your old friend." I said, dragging him towards the stairs,that were at the both sides of the dance floor.

When we reached upstairs I looked down from the balcony.

This place was so crowded. 'High class' were dancing, waiters were roaming here and there in negligible clothes covering their bodies, bright lights flashing around.

I shuddered.

Not my scene

"Antonio!" A voice boomed.

I turned around to see that man and Antonio shaking hands.

"Who's your friend?" He asked, looking towards me.

"Keith this is Maria, my girlfriend." He introduced me to his friend 'Keith'.

"Hello. Nice to meet you." He said and shook my hand.

"Pleasure." I said and smiled.

"Come on. Let's get to business." Antonio said eagerly and we walked towards one of the booths.


We were currently sitting in a private booth. Same pink colored drink was in my hand. And both of the men were drinking some amber colored alcoholic drink.

"So can you help us?" Antonio asked.

Antonio had told him the whole story.

Keith hummed, rubbing his jaw with his hand. He was in his late thirties with a beer belly. He had brown eyes and brown hair. He was walking - talking to a jewellery shop.

Yep that's right.

He had a thick gold chain around his neck, gold watch and bracelets, gold rings in almost all of his fingers.

"I think-" Keith was cut off by the ringtone of Antonio's phone. Antonio took his phone out of the pocket and ended the call.

"Sorry for that." Antonio said.

"I think I can help you. Can you come with me for a second?" He asked Antonio, stood up and walked out of the booth.

Antonio looked at me.

"I'll be back in a second." He said and pecked my cheeks. He stood up and walked out. Just as he was walking out his phone rang again. I heard a "hello" then his voice was fading.

I was just drinking my pink drink when a familiar blonde and blue eyed woman entered the booth.

"Natalie??!" I whispered. My heart started pounding.

How could she be here? She was in Paris with Jax!!

"Hello Maria." She smirked and plunged a needle in my neck. I was so shocked by her sudden appearance that I couldn't fight back.

I felt my legs giving away. I landed on a couch on which I was sitting before. I couldn't move my hands and legs. I could just blink my eyes.

She leaned into my face and ran her finger down my cheek and tusked.

"Poor, poor Maria." She said. A tear rolled down my cheek. I felt arms picking me up and moving as if we were moving. I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore.

"Maria!!!!" I heard Antonio's panicked voice from a distance and then everything turned black.


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