Armani’s pov
The reason why the smile on my face tonight was this broad was because I was meeting up with her again tonight, and despite how much I tried to remind myself that I wasn’t that excited to meet up with her tonight, I knew damn well that I was just trying to lie to myself.
I was more than excited to meet up with her tonight, because I still couldn’t believe that we were both meeting up tonight.
It’s been about a month since we met each other at the club for the first time.
After that particular night with her, which happens to be the best night of my life, unable to hold myself back, I had visited the club a few days later with the hopes of running into her, but that was fruitless because it was like she disappeared from the face of the club after that first night we spent together.
I visited the club even more after giving it a week break, in hopes of running into her again. Once that doesn’t look like it was gonna happen, I proceeded to start asking the people working in the club if they knew who she was, her whereabouts or what she went by, because I still didn’t know her name. The club denied knowing who I was referring to; despite how much I tried describing her to them.
I considered giving up and forgetting about her, but that didn’t work out since I couldn’t get her out of my head. Attempting to hook up with someone else from the club was pointless too because my mind was too fixated on her to desire someone else.
One faithful Sunday night, right after I had decided to wrap it up and move on instead of staying fixated on a one night stand the girl has probably forgotten the very next day, as I existed the club and was heading towards my car, I almost couldn’t believe my eyes when it landed on an image that looked just like her.
This image was leaning beside a Lamborghini and smoking a cigarette, and after blinking a couple of times and the image was still the same, I slowly inched towards her direction. When her eyes landed on mine, a little shock flickered over her eyes and as she pulled the cigarette from her lips and puffed out a long whiff of smoke while regarding me from head to toe, a shiver engulfed me because this was definitely her, this was definitely the women I had spent almost a month searching for. This was the reason I had kept on visiting this club over and over again.
“You’re here.” I had breathed out while still reeling in awe. As my eyes raked over her body from head to toe, my mouth slowly ran dry from how insanely hot she was currently looking. Dressed in a low hanging tiny skirt and knee length boots, her boobs were covered with a crop top that barely covered the undersides. I almost salivated as my head slowly started to get assaulted my memories of the night I spent with her completely ravishing me.
The side of her lips had gotten tugged in a grin as she reached out with her free hand and hooked her finger in the collar of my shirt, tugging me towards her until I could feel her body heat against mine, as her hot breath ghosted the side of my face.
“Yeah, pretty boy. I am.” She had whispered as she scrapped her teeth against the spot beneath my ear, and I lost the ability to think or form words for the next few seconds as my entire body vibrated against hers.
“You were gone for–” I had forced myself to whisper as my hands gripped her bare waist and squeezed while my brain tried to disgust what’s currently happening.
“Yeah, I was.” She responded as she tugged me even closer to her and slinged her hands around my shoulders, and this way, I could feel the softness of her boobs against my chest and that was driving me crazy.
And then she kissed me, prompting me to forget about anything else but her. As I licked into her mouth and pressed even closer to her, it felt like a hungry thing inside of me finslly slowly got sated inside of me. When she sank her teeth into my bottom lip, it had instantly halted my train of thoughts, and when she tugged on my hair, the sound that tumbled from my throat got swallowed by her.
“God, have you missed you, my pretty boy.” She whispered when she finally broke the kiss while regarding me with so much hunger that made my blood boil.
“I missed you too.” I admitted raggedly because I was still trying to catch my breath. “I looked for you.”
She hummed before taking another drag from her cigarette. “Yeah, I know.” She murmured around another puff and then she was kissing me again, and everything kind of got blurred together after that.
After that particular night, she said we could meet up again before she left, and that had felt like an impossible win to me that I had found myself bouncing with excitement throughout the day.
After that, we kind of fell into a routine of meeting each other every week, and each week felt better than the previous, which was almost insane to comprehend.
She didn’t fail to keep reminding me on those nights that she doesn’t do this– that she doesn’t meet up with someone more than once.
When I asked why she kept meeting up with me, she had said it was because there was something about me, and that had kept me up a couple of nights just replaying those words over and over again in my head.
Most times, we spend time talking about various things before finally fucking, and it was fun each time. She was fun and exciting to listen to, and I’d never tire of it. M
When I asked her the meaning behind her tattoos, she had grown silent at first before admitting that some of them were to cover up old scars, while some were just because they were aesthetically pleasing. Of course, I had been curious after that and had wanted to prod even more, but she had tugged me into a kiss and that had put an end to that conversation.
When I had asked her the meaning of the one that covered almost every part of her back, a large, black cobra, she had instantly changed the subject and had instead asked him to tell her something private about myself, and of course I deflected st once because there was no way I’d ever reveal who I actually was to her, because I was related to Luca.
I knew she was danger in human form from the onset, and I didn’t run. Instead, I went towards it, because danger has never felt this exciting and fun until her.