Chapter 11: The Nightclub

Christina Dobulski's POV

"So, how was Italy?" Kiara asked me as I was drying my hair with a towel. It was 7 PM but I think I cannot sleep when I know Tony was in front of my room. I can sneak into his and pretended that I was drunk.

Yeah, like I can pull that off.

"I don't know. It was okay, I guess," I said as I was looking at the booming nightclub across the street. I wished Kiara was here so we could go together.

"You guess? You don't think that Antonio was handsome or anything?" Kiara asked as I was rolling my eyes.

"Well, I did tell him but he just shrugged it off. I don't know, Kiara. I think he likes guys," I said as I was tossing the towel into the laundry basket that the housekeeper will be taking in the morning.

"You seriously need to get out there. Experience life, Christina," Kiara said as I was leaning against the window.