The Reign Of Vause

Oh fuck you

(Alex's POV)

Parking my Porsche and shoving through the army of press outside our club, ignoring multiple questions like,
"Mrs Vause?! Are you meeting your wife?! Mrs Vause?! How're you liking your success?! Mrs Vause?! Mrs Vause?!"
I walked through the doors and regardless of all the people here, in front of me and in my way, my eyes immediately found her. My Piper. She was at the bar with Nicky, laughing with her megawatt smile and I was on my way to wrap my arms around her and kiss her and drag her cute little ass back to our apartment until a random dude approached her and started hitting on her. Obviously, this instantly angered me but what annoyed me further, Piper didn't really try to get him away from her.
Nicky was a friend and needed a job but she had also been there when Piper got shot so I had alternative means to hiring her, she was a way to help keep Piper safe when I wasn't around.
I listened to the conversation this dude was having with my wife,
"Hey beautiful. I saw you in the VIP booth a few minutes ago. Now, obviously you're gorgeous but what did you do to get there? Here, I'll buy you that drink."

He winked at her and Nicky had clocked my presence so told him,
"Don't bother, Vause buys her drinks and here, for her, they're free."
I flashed her a grateful look and decided to sneak up on Piper. As I was getting closer, I could tell she was clearly drunk due to her hiccups and her behaviour.
This dude wasn't taking no for an answer then had the balls to ask Piper to prove she co-owned it. He was fucking taking advantage of my inebriated wife. She walked this dude to the pole dancers, Stacey and Katie. When Piper wanted to prove something, she would damn well do it. I folded my arms and watched. Nicky tried to tell her I was here.
"Um, Piper?" She tried my wife looking at me but Piper brushed her off which made me shift my glare from the dude to my wife with one raised eyebrow.
Nicky was watching me and could tell Piper was in for it, not as much as this dude was, but in for it all the same.
"Alright." She said in a 'it's your funeral' tone and I smirked at her.
I stood and watched as Piper revealed she was my wife and the dude was shocked and impressed and still he moved closer to Piper regardless of the fact she had literally told him she was married. To me.
I heard,
"Wait, Mrs Vause? You're... ha, you're Mrs Vause as in the sexy wife of the hot lesbian who owns this joint, like THE Mrs Vause?!"
I had to do something. Right now. So, I decided to announce my presence.
"Yes. She is" I said angrily, putting my left hand on my hip. Glaring at him.
Piper snapped her head up happily at my voice which made me feel happy, momentarily forgetting my annoyance. Her smile has always been my weakness. Always.
"Alex baby! You're back! Oh my god I missed you!" She shouted over the music.
I made my way to her, shoving past the dude advancing on my wife. I gave him a hard, sideways glare and snaked a protective arm around Piper's waist.
Before I answered her, I gave her a deep, possessive kiss on the lips, the kind that always made her legs falter, leaving her mouth completely covered in my red lipstick. She hummed into my mouth in delight at our reunion. When I finished the kiss, I gently bit her bottom lip and pulled it slightly with my teeth, letting her into a hint that there would be angry sex later. Then I answered her,
"I missed you too babe." I smiled at her, receiving a blush and a smile back.
My priority dealt with, I turned to my current problem. Glaring at him.

(Larry's POV)

As if right on cue, as soon as Fletcher approached Piper and started to flirt with her, Alex walked into the club. God, I didn't envy Fletcher right now. I watched from afar in the relative safety of the booth I was currently sitting in with the rest of my friends. Alex hadn't noticed me and I didn't want to put a spotlight on myself especially when I had tried to win Piper back from Alex a few times before, failed and ended up facing her soul piercing glare which Fletcher was now on the receiving end of. I wasn't planning on saving him from it any time soon. I wasn't exactly Alex's favourite person, ha, it wasn't hard to tell who was. Going by the look on Alex's face, she was mad. I guess she had the right to be.