Amelia did this on purpose.

The entrance to the Sphinx was packed. I got out of the car with my friends and sister. My bodyguards safely escorted us inside. The music was loud and it was much different from Notte.

This club did not belong to my brothers but to Alexander Ferrari.

The dance floor was bigger and there were two bars at opposite sides of the room. We had to walk down a staircase to get to the dance floor. The VIP section was above the dance floor but you had to cross the dance floor to get to the guarded staircase to even get there.

I missed the luxury of the private lodge we had at Notte. But my heart beat was racing for a different reason. What if I saw Alexander again? The last time I saw him was last week.

"Looking for someone in particular?" Amelia grinned at me.

I'd told her about what happened with Alexander. She was completely over the moon about it. I don't even know why because last time I checked, she still had a big fat crush on him.

"Drink. Loosen up. You look like you've seen a ghost." She handed me a cocktail.

I gladly took the drink and tried to calm down. He wasn't here. If he was, I would've felt it.

For the next couple of hours, I drank and danced. That feeling of complete freedom overwhelmed me again as I danced on the dance floor. Once again no one bothered me. I was free to dance however I wanted.

August had wandered off with some guy he just met, probably to hook up. Cecelia was dancing with Amelia while Eunha went to get drinks with her boyfriend. In that moment I was alone, but then two strong hands grabbed my waist.

I nearly choked on my breath when I gazed up in those familiar green eyes.

He was here.

"You came to my club, bellissima." He whispered in my ear.

I felt shivers go down my spine. He tightened his grip on my and pressed me up against him. His body was hard and moulded perfectly with muscles. He was hot and suddenly my clothes felt like a bother. I didn't want anything to separate us.

"Balla per me, mia bellezza."

(Dance for me, my beauty.)

Our chests were pressed together and his large hands nearly grabbed my ass. His grip was nearly bruising and I saw a wild fire in his eyes.

He was just as far gone as I was.

At some point, I started to dance again. Our hips moved in sink and I felt something poke my stomach. I didn't look down.

He was hard.

"Questo è quello che mi fai." He pressed me closer to him.

(This is what you do to me.)

I smirked and brought my hand up to his neck. I pulled him down towards me and brought my lips to his ear.

"Molte donne hanno fatto lo stesso." I pressed a kiss on his earlobe.

(A lot of women have done the same.)

I think his erection just double in size if that was even possible.

He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. A dark look filled his eyes before he pulled me away from the dance floor. The bodyguards to the VIP section immediately parted for him and he took me upstairs.

I was still dazed from our dance and barely paid attention as to where he was taking me. We entered a room. There were two large sofas with a big coffee table between them. The walls were decorated with modern art and there was a huge alcohol collection near the first sofa.

We didn't sit down on the sofa.

No, he proceeded to push me up against the wall.

His hand came up to my face and squeezed my cheeks between his thumb and index finger. I probably looked like a bloated fish. I wanted to complain, but then I saw the angry gleam in his eyes.

"Say that again and I'll fuck you so hard that you'll forget your own name."

Hot.

Fuck, what's wrong with me?

I read too much smut.

I felt his breath against my lips and I could smell his delicious cologne. What's better than a good smelling man, am I right?

"If you wanna fuck me, you just gotta ask."

Being sassy with him wasn't the smartest move when I saw his grin. He parted my legs with his knee and softly pressed up against my core. It did turn me on, but he didn't need to know that.

God knows how much ego that man has. I don't think any man should have so much, they're men after all.

"When I fuck you, bellissima, I'll be the only one to fuck you for the rest of your life. Understood?"

His words left me conflicted. Try having a six foot five, muscled, hot ass man have you pinned up against the wall to say this kind of shit to you.

Pussy? Throbbing

Rationality? Out of the window

I was about to make a hotel trivago joke, but I decided not to.

You're welcome!

"You seem to be very obsessed with me, Xan Xan." I purred using my nickname for him.

He seemed like the Xan Xan type.

His shoulders tensed and I grinned. He hated that nickname. Good for him! I had to take back a bit of control over the situation before I'd do something that I might regret.

"I fucking am. You're everywhere I go." He muttered.

"No, I'm not!"

We didn't even live nearby and this was only one of the few encounters that I had with him. Now that I think about it, we were moving quite fast. I didn't even know his favourite colour, though I had a feeling that it'll be black. Because he's just basic like that.

"I can't get you out of my fucking head. What have you done to me?"

His lips were only a few inches apart from mine. My heart started to beat faster and I got sucked into all the glory that was Alexander Ferrari. I get why a lot of women are so wild about him. Why Amelia fought Priscilla over him. He was seduction itself and I could see myself falling head over heels for him.

That scared the shit out of me.

"You can't kiss me and you have to put me down." My voice was shaking but at least I spoke up.

I hope he values consent because if he doesn't, I'll cut his dick off.

He gave me one more look before setting me down softly and taking a step back. The light reflected nicely on his healthy hair. I had to almost break my neck to look up at the giant.

"If you really want me to settle for your dick, you'll have to put in more work. No swooning eyes and pushing me up against walls. That'll get me bored a week into a relationship with you."

It wouldn't. I had a spot on feeling that I'll never get tired of him. But he doesn't need to know that.

Besides, I like it when a man has to put in the work.

"You're mine."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"I doubt you'd dare saying that in front of my brothers."

If they knew that Alexander was into me, they'd start a full on war. Silas probably at the front like a wild caveman and Hector strategically planning the most painful death.

"I'm not scared of your brothers, my little beauty." He chuckled.

He really needs to stop with the endearments. They make me wanna blush.

"Have you met Hector?" I questioned him.

Hector was known as a dangerous and feared man. I knew they worked together, so Alexander must know how intense my oldest brother could be.

"Yes, we've met quite a few times." He commented sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes at him and folded my arms over my chest which he was staring at like a little bitch.

"I'll enlighten you, because you're so very ignorant. I'm his favourite sibling, sometimes I even think that he sees me as his own child. So, he's going to beat your sexy ass if he finds out that you're trying to get with me."

"Sexy ass?" He raised his eyebrows.

How did I manage to let that slip out?

"Is that all you got out of what I just said?"

He chuckled and pushed his hands in his pockets.

"I know that you're his favourite. After what he did to the Russians that became quite clear to everybody."

I held back a shiver. Theo told me afterwards what happened. He tried to tone it down but even I knew that it was fucking intense. Stone cold Hector Cassano lost his shit and murdered an entire organisation.

"Take that as your warning." I muttered looking down.

He stepped forward and raised my head up by my chin.

"You're mine already, bellissima. No one is going to stop me, except for you. If you don't want me, you tell me and I'll let you be."

I don't think that I want him to stop.

Ever since Daniel, I haven't felt anything as thrilling as this. And if I was honest, Daniel never made me feel the way Alexander made me feel. We had obvious chemistry and he made my whole body do weird things.

Like on the dance floor earlier, it felt as if he had possessed me. His hands on my hips and those green eyes solely focused on me. It made me want to do a backflip.

On his dick.

No!

Oh shit.

"Friday. Seven pm. I'll pick you up." He suddenly grinned.

A date?

"Where are we going?" I questioned.

"Somewhere nice." His lips travelled from my cheek to my ear.

I swear my knees started to feel weak.

"Dress up for me, baby." He kissed me earlobe and then my neck.

My grip on his jacket tightened as I tried to catch my breath. Was it just the excitement of doing this with him or was I so into him that I could barely breath?

"You shouldn't risk your relationship with my brothers if you only see me as a fling." I got up.

I was still holding onto him. His face was in my neck. It was a fair warning. Alexander was known for having countless flings and going through women like a pair of underwear.

"I said that you're mine." He grunted against my neck.

"For how long?"

I sounded insecure but that was how I felt. He was the first guy that I've ever felt so attracted to. I didn't want it to be temporary. I don't think I could handle that.

"Till the day I die."

Fuck.

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Friday at seven PM, Alexander texted me that he was waiting for me in the underground parking of my apartment complex.

When I started college, Amelia, Cecelia, Eunha, and I moved in together in a four bedroom apartment. Technically it was a gift from our parents. My brothers weren't really excited that Amelia and I moved out, but we came home so often that they barley noticed our absence.

Besides they had Fabio and soon Hector's child. Silas and Belle would very soon have a child as well by the amount of fucking they do. It's literally insane.

They're rabbits.

I had made a plan to avoid my bodyguards. Last time I did that, I got the scolding of my life. But this time, I was more prepared and it was a one time thing.

I hadn't told my bodyguards that I was going out, so they were probably in the dinner down the street. I asked Alexander to pick me up in the underground parking so that no one would be able to see me sneak out.

Telling my brothers that I was going on a date with Alexander was really not an option.

"Go get the dick!" Cecelia encouraged me when I slipped into my heels.

I glared at her. I was not going to fuck Alexander tonight.

I wanted him but I didn't want to jump into bed with him.

I want to get to know him first and then unleash my inner hoe side.

"Call us if you need anything!" Eunha told me.

"Tell us everything when you get home." Amelia made me promise.

I nodded at them and then hurried out. The elevator ride was stressful. I kept trying to fix my dress and my hair. I wore a short white dress. It hugged me nicely around the waist and had short puff sleeves. I always felt pretty in this dress and it suited me especially well after my vacation to Italy.

My hair was down and I had straightened it. I wore my favourite pendant necklace. I looked great but I was still a nervous mess. Especially when the elevator doors opened.

It was easy to spot Alexander. He was leaning against a grey sports' car dressed in brown slacks and a white dress shirt that he tucked in. He looked sexy as hell and we matched. We were both wearing white.

"You look angelic." He complimented me and kissed my cheek.

I blushed and looked up at him. He meant well with that comment but I hated anything related to angels. It just reminded me of Ronan.

"Don't call me an angel or I'll eat all your food tonight." I warned him.

"Consider me warned, bellissima." He winked.

I preferred that nickname.

He opened the door for me and I sat down on the comfortable leather. I watched how he folded his tall frame in the car before turning to me with a smirk.

"It'll be just me and you. No public. No press. Just me and you."

Honestly, that sounded like a dream.

And that was what this date felt like to me.

A dream.

I didn't want it to stop.