Chapter 4: The Sneaking

Sophia Hansen's POV

I was looking outside my bedroom as I was sipping on the coffee that I asked the maid to served for me. I did not go for dinner in the dining hall. I know that the old man was still there as I just saw him right now, walking to his car as my father was following him.

I wanted to know what were they talking about. I sighed before I was putting the coffee mug on the railway of the window as I was sitting there. It has always been my favorite when I wanted to be alone.

It's not helping as well when my mother was running away my father's best friend and I have been the one that was looking out the window when she was finally free. I can see the smile of her face lighted up and she was kissing her new husband.

I put my hand on the window before I saw that old man was looking at me. His vivid green eyes were glistening under the moonlight before I was getting away from the railway.

What the hell was that?

I was turning to look at the car that was speeding off from the courtyard before I saw that my father was staring at the retreating car. He sighed before he moved inside the mansion. I was looking at his weary figure and how he must be keeping all the sadness inside him when he knows that he has let the person that he loved going to someone else.

I sighed before I was walking back to bed. I was laying on the bed before I was staring at the window. I needed to sleep but I know that my body was not adapt to the local times yet. I was looking at my dresser before I was thinking a moment to get out.

"What the heck! Might as well go out," I said before I was getting off from the bed and I went to the dresser. I was looking around for a dress that will suit perfectly for me to go to the club tonight.

I closed the dresser before I was walking to the walk-in wardrobe. I was looking at the dresses that my father bought for me throughout my life. I was looking for a sexy, timeless piece until I was looking at the red spaghetti strap dress.

I was eyeing the soft silk material that they used before I was smirking. Might as well get some action tonight. After all, I was 'impure' as my father described me earlier. I took it out and I went to the bathroom before I was taking a shower.

I was shaving my legs as well as my armpits before I was shaving my genitals. I did want to have some action so I ought to be prepared. I cannot have a man disgusted by the pubic hair but it was not wrong if I choose to leave it be. I just wanted to be clean-shaven. It's my choice after all.

"Well, that does it," I said as I was showering myself where I was washing my hair and conditioned my hair as well. I was washing my body with soap before I was rinsing off and I was drying myself with a towel.

I was looking at myself in the mirror before I was blow-drying my hair. The gold locks were waving over my back as I was looking at them. I think I might put them in a chignon, that would do nicely with the dress.

I was doing that after the hair was dry and I was putting on my makeup. It was not glam or anything, just some mascara red lipstick with concealer to cover my dark circles. After that, I set them up with a setting spray before I was walking out of the bathroom.

I was looking at the dress before I was stepping away from the towel and I was putting on the dress. I felt sexy and ready to take on the world. I was looking at my reflection before I was completing the look with the stud earrings. I smiled.

"Looks like you're ready to take on the world, Sophia," I said as I was patting myself on the shoulder before I was taking my sling bag. It was small enough to hold my phone, cards, and keys. I don't know if I should tiptoeing in the hallway or just climbed out of my window.

"Window it is," I said as I was opening the window before I was looking at the second floor. I was smirking as I was remembering the time when I was climbing down the vines and went to a concert that my father forbids.

But of course, he knows about it and I did it anyway.

When I got home, he was furious but he did ask me if I enjoyed the concert. I can see that he was trying to be strict but also trying to be the cool parent. After all, my mother was not around and he was always busy with his businesses.

I sighed before I was climbing down the vines. Can you imagine that I was wearing high heels and a dress as well as climbing down the vines? I did throw my coat onto the ground before I was climbing down and my feet were hitting the ground.

"I think my climbing skill was still intact," I mumbled before I was putting on my coat as I was looking at my opened window. I smirked before I was running out of the mansion area through the back gate. There was no one patrolling there and I have a secret passage that I know will lead to the city in the shortest time.

"Lady's night out!" I said as I was walking through the shortcut as the smile was on my lips.

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I was looking around the city as it was glistening with lights. I was looking around the town square where locals and tourists were mingling. I smiled as I was taking in the fresh air. My heels were clicking on the sidewalk before I was walking to the nightclub that was new here.

I never saw it before I left 3 years ago. 'Blue Bear' was on the neon lights sign. I walked toward it like a moth to flame before I was seeing the lines to get inside the club.

Must be exclusive then.

I walked up to the line before I was waiting for me to get admitted. I was looking at the people that were lining up as well. There were different classes of people, not only posh people but the middle class as well as the working class.

I smiled at the bouncer before I was handing my ID. He looked at me as he arched his eyebrow at me.

"Is this your first time here, ma'am?" He asked me as he handed me the ID back. I nodded at him.

"Well, enjoy your night then, ma'am," he said as he was letting me go inside. I thanked him before I was walking through the door and the first thing that I was taking note of the club was the defeating music. I was blinking my eyes to get used to the neon lights that were playing and bouncing as well as the lights that were showing from the DJ booth.

I was smiling before I was walking to the counter as I was looking at the list of the drinks that I wanted to get. I looked at the familiar alcoholic as well as the new one. There were ones that were foreign to me like Koskenkorva.

I think that was Finland if I was not mistaken.

I smiled before I was nodding at the bartender. He nodded at me as he was wiping the glasses. The bartenders were busy but they make times to make sure that every customer was served.

"What can I get for you, miss?"

"Can I have a glass of Akvavit? Thank you," I said as he nodded at me. He went to make some of the liquor for me as I was shrugging from the coat that I have on me. I was looking at the dance floor as it was filled with youngsters that were enjoying their nights. I smiled before the bartender was putting my drink in front of me.

"Tak skal du have," I said as I was sipping on the liquor as I was scanning the dance floor. I was smiling before I was finishing it in one gulp. Then I asked for another and another until I don't know what was happening to me.

Chris Virtanen's POV

I was inside the office as I was looking at the revenue. I did not know what I was looking for but there was animosity in the account. I was trying to find what was it until someone was knocking on my door.

"Come in," I said as I was still trying to figure it out. I turned to look at the person that was on the door. It was the manager.

"Ah, what news have you come to bear to my ears," I asked my manager before he was hesitating to say it. I can see it in his eyes. After a long time, reading people was my job, I know how to spot a liar amongst my employees. And I fired them when I know they were lying to me.

It was not good for the business.

"Come on, Jon. I don't have all night," I said as I was turning the pages before he was clearing his throat.

"There was a chaos downstair, sir," he said before I turned to look at him. "Another one again?" I asked him as he nodded. I sighed before I was rubbing my face.

"Was it the woman that was from last week?" I asked him before Jon shook his head. I arched my eyebrow as he was standing up straight.

"It was one of the newcomers. And she's all alone," he said before I was snapping my eyes at him. 'She' he stated. Dear God!

Who knows what others might do to her if I was not there to interrupt?!

I stood up from the chair before I was walking out of the office and I was walking toward the balcony. From the corner of my eyes, I can see that woman was dancing on the table before the men around it were cheering up.

Wait a minute.

I know that backside everywhere I turned. It was the one that keeps me awake at night. I have been wishing so many times that one day, I will hold them tight in my hands. And when that woman turned around as she was holding her wine glass, her blue eyes were the one that held me in place.

What the hell is Sophia Hansen doing in my club, in Copenhagen, Denmark?!