Bachelor Party

Playlist for This Chapter: Coño by Jason Derulo, Take You Dancing by Jason Derulo.

* NICHOLAS *

I was losing my mind. I let my girl go out in that red dress. She looked smoking hot, and all I wanted to do was drag her back to my room and have my way with her.

I gripped my drink tighter and downed it one go while the guys in front of me danced on a strippers pole, pretending to be strippers.

Fucking amateurs.

We had been here for over an hour and all we did was drink while the guys danced around and sang with their pathetic voices.

Whose idea was it to host this party anyway?

"Ace?" Jake called out to me and I looked over at him expectantly.

"What?" I said lazily, reclining in my seat.

"Whose better at pole dancing? Stuart or Matteo?" He asked me and I looked at the said performers.

"I'm Sasha and Matteo's Mona. Our stripper names." Stuart said, obviously drunk and I chuckled under my breath.

"You both are fucking pathetic." I said and their faces fell as I glanced at Jake.

"Jake's way better. Show 'em Jake." I told Jake who stood with his mouth wide open and scowled.

"Fuck you Ace." He said while everyone laughed at him.

"I bet the girls are having much more fun than us. They even got strippers." Stuart said and my eyes shot to his.

"What did you just say?" I asked Stuart dangerously, an edge to my voice and he gulped.

"I heard they did and they've got games too." He said and I poured myself another drink and downed it one go, tugging at my shirt collar.

Just then a group of boys passed us laughing and showing each other pictures and laughing. Must be nudes.

Idiots.

Matteo being the curious and nosy prick he is, snatched the phone from their hands and looked at the pictures, but his smile disappeared and he frowned.

His gaze came to mine and he gulped. I knew what he meant and in that moment I was out of my seat and heading towards Matteo.

I grabbed the phone from his hand and looked at the pictures, my blood boiling suddenly as I gripped the phone and looked at the boys.

"Where the fuck did you get these pictures?" I asked them dangerously and they gulped, knowing who I was.

"A friend of ours sent them to us saying a group of hot chicks came there for a party so we were heading there." One of them said and I threw the phone at the wall, breaking it.

"You're not going anywhere because the girl in those pictures is my girlfriend. get it? She is a King, and mine. So you fucking stay away." I said threateningly and they nodded frantically before running off and I looked over to the guys.

"Come on. We're moving this party to the girls." I said and walked out of the club, getting in my car and driving to the other club which was only a fifteen minute drive from here.

When I pulled up, I saw the others also pulling up and we all walked inside the dimly lit club, music blasting as we went directly to the VIP section.

"Where is she?" I asked Stefano's wife and she gestured towards the dance floor.

I made my way to the dance floor and even in this crowd, I found her easily. She stood out among them all, dancing to her heart's will without a care in the world.

A waiter brought me my drink and I took it, settling on one of the couches with a direct view to the dancefloor and watched her dance.

And I knew she noticed my gaze on her because she turned around and opened her eyes, looking straight into mine.

She gave me a seductive smile, and continued moving her hips to the beat, her hands roaming her body as I wished those were my hands touching her.

She closed her eyes again and turned her back to me and as I was watching her, Jake came to stand in front of me.

"What is it?" I asked him as he blocked my view.

"Found the guy who took Dove's pictures. You wanna deal with with this now?" He asked and I stood up as he pointed to a random guy who was flirting with a girl while sipping a drink.

"Deal with him yourself. I'm not in the mood." I said and Jake nodded, heading towards the guy as my gaze went back to the dancefloor but she wasn't there anymore.

I looked around and saw her with another guy who was trying to grab her and dance with her. She pushed him away and I smirked.

She knows she's mine.

But the guy wouldn't let go of her and I felt the anger rise in me. I slowly walked over to them, people clearing a path for me when I saw her pointing a finger gun at the guy's head and pretending to shoot.

I smirked and putting on my cold mask, I tackled the guy to the ground and started beating the guy senseless, my anger taking the best of me.

That is, until I felt Dove call out to me and grab my elbow did I pull away from him and pointed my gun at the guy, holding Dove close to me by her waist.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know she was your girl, she came to me first." He said and Dove scoffed.

Fucking liar.

"Really?" She asked him in disbelief and turned to me, grabbing my face and crashing her lips to mine

I kissed her back immediately and pulled her closer but then I remembered the guys who had her picture and pulled away.

"I thought I told you to fucking stay away from guys and you're here dancing with them. Fucking unbelievable." I said and she scoffed.

"Really? You honestly think I was dancing with that bastard? How original Nicholas." She said with venom and I immediately regretted what I said, but masked t just as quickly.

I know she wouldn't do something like that.

"Don't call me that." I gritted out and she smirked.

I can't bear seeing her angry.

"Don't call you what? Nicholas? I sure as hell will." She said and I exhaled furiously before putting my gun back in its place and grabbed her arm.

"You will call me Nico, understand?" I said furiously but she snatched my arm from his grip.

"I. Will. Not. Nicholas." She hissed at me and that's when I lost it. I grabbing her arm with force and dragged her to the VIP section, and into my office.

"Why am I here?" She asked me as I took my coat off and threw it away.

"So I can teach you a fucking lesson." I said and grabbed her arms, pulling her flush against me and crashed my lips onto hers, kissing her furiously.

And I did exactly what I wanted to after that. I fucked her senseless on my table and made it very clear to her that she was mine.

All fucking mine.

When we went outside, I pulled her into my lap while she glared at me.

"Drink up sweetheart. We have a lot to do when we go back home." I said smirking and saw her eyes widen when she realized I said this out loud.

Well I wasn't lying.

"Fuck you Nicholas." She hissed in my ear and I gripped her thigh tightly, making her whimper.

You'd be surprised at the amount of times people told me fuck off today.

"Oh you will, don't test me. I might just bend you over here." I whispered back and reclined back in the seat while she just stared at me in utter disbelief and downed her drink in one go.

And I did stick to my promise, I fucked her all through the night, because I couldn't get enough of her, and I never fucking will.

She's like my fucking drug.