*****A/N: I apologize for the sudden change, but I wanted to make the chapters longer. I felt like I was dragging the chapters on with not much happening. I combined chapters together making the story more flow. If you have been reading not much has been changed although there is a new update in chapter 4. To see the new update go to chapter 4 and scroll down to Lauralie’s POV. It’s a saucy one ;) Thank you for taking the time to read everyone :)*****
“Hurry up, we are going to be late!” shouted Ann.
I’ve never wanted to be a surgeon, but my parents have always dreamed of me being one for as long as I can remember. They have also always wanted me to be prepared for anything with that being said growing up I learned jujitsu, Taekwondo, and how to shoot. I even won a couple of trophies from these activities. My parents passed away from a horrible accident when I was 16 and I strived to make their dream come true even if they weren’t here to see it. Taking all the PSEO classes that I was able to in high school to help ensure that I was able to achieve this goal as soon as possible. With that, I became a surgeon at the age of 24 and by the time I was 28, I was one of the most famous surgeons in the US. Today Ann, my best friend and I are going to celebrate because of my latest feature in a magazine spread.
“Okay, okay! I just have to put on my heels.”
I quickly put on my black YSL sandals. Remembering back to middle school when I was always teased for being short and the size of my ass. Not to mention, I had no boobs up until I was in 11th grade. Like, come on! I didn’t even have mosquito bites. Then one day they just came in and never stop growing. Now, I’m proud of my body. Ann was the complete opposite of me. A tall stunning green-eyed blonde with a body of a model.
Taking a deep breath I stepped out to the living room.
“Oh my fucking god girl! You look so hot!” she said with her jaw practically dropping.
“Tell me something I don’t know” I jokingly said while giggling.
“All the guys at Spades are going to be drooling over you. I’m kind of jealous.”
“Whatever says the blonde bombshell in a latex red dress.” rolling my eyes at her.
But what can I say I do look amazing in this dress. It was a black one-shoulder spaghetti strap bodycon dress that hugged all my curves with a thigh slit on the side. Not to mention my boobs were on full display because of mono wire supporting my girls and the mesh fabric showing full cleavage. Luckily, the mesh cut off right where my nipples were.
“I already ordered us an uber and it’ll be here in 10 minutes. While we wait we can do more shots!” Ann squealed.
She went ahead and poured us some whiskey.
“Cheers, I’m so proud of you your parents would have been also” she said tearing up as we clanked our drinks together.
“Thank you, Ann. That means so much to me.“Pulling her into a tight hug.
When we got to Spades the line was out the door. Good thing Ann was a regular here and were able to jump the line. With me not being quite the people person we headed straight towards the bar.
“Laura, look at that bartender he is so fine.”
“Yeah, I guess he is pretty good-looking.”
“Maybe you can get lucky tonight with him,” Ann said while wiggling her eyebrows.
To be honest I haven’t had sex in about 2 years. Relationships just weren’t for me. Not to mention I don’t have time for it because of my job. But what can I say, we are celebrating why not give a one-night stand a try. He was easy on the eyes, although on the short side with long blonde hair tied up into a bun and brown eyes.
“He’s not really my type, why don’t you go for him since you’re practically drooling for Mister Hot Bartender.” I giggled.
“Hi, I’m Mister Hot Bartender, what can I get you, ladies?”
I spun around blushing, I couldn’t believe he heard me say that. Ann was cracking up next to me.
“I will have a Vodka Martini Up please, and my friend ANN here would like a Mister Hot Bartender.”
Ann looked at me with her now widening eyes slapped my arm and I let out a laugh.
" That I can do for you miss and for Ann, she can meet me later in the back when the club closes.” Sending a wink over to her.
“Um, I will actually have a whiskey coke please,” Ann said blushing.
After we got our drinks we stepped aside, looking over to Ann, I laughed,
“Looks like you’re gonna get some short king D tonight.”
“Hey, if daddy wants me then daddy gets me.”
“Girl, he can’t even reach your tits how is he daddy? You’ll have to give him a stool just so he can take you bent over the couch.”
We burst out laughing. By the time I was on my 3rd Martini, I was feeling good. Taking Ann’s hand we headed for the dance floor. With all the liquor courage in me, fueling me to dance like no one was watching. Except someone was.
I looked around the dance floor. Scanning the room and I finally saw him. He was sitting in the VIP area holding what looked like scotch in his cup. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. Tan, with tattoos on his hand, Dark chocolate hair styled in a pompadour with an undercut, and a beard framing his chiseled jaw. He wore a fitted grey suit with a white button-up with the top two buttons undone. Making eye contact with him I bit my lower lip in a flirting way and did the sexiest body roll I can muster up. I saw his eyes go dark and he adjusted himself in his seat. Letting out a laugh I turned away to face Ann.
“Holy shit Laura, that sexy guy is looking at you.”
“I know,” giggling “Let him stare.”
“He must be the sexiest man alive. Oh my god! You know who he looks like! That guy from 365 Days Massimo!”
Wiggling my eyebrows, “ I guess my fantasy of finding my own Massimo is coming true.”
We both laughed and continued dancing. Before I knew it Ann was a couple of feet away grinding between 2 guys. Feeling someone grab me from behind turning me around I felt disgusted as I saw someone who looked like he belonged to a frat house like Beta kappa whatever it doesn’t matter. All I knew was that he was eww. He grabbed me by my waist pulling me in closer.
“Hey baby girl, you’re so fucking hot. I bet you look hotter with my cock wrapped around those perfect dick-sucking lips.”
I rolled my eyes. I was about to tell him off when I heard a deep husky voice with an Italian accent say, “Here you are, I been looking for you all night.”
Turning around I saw that it was Massimo Jr. He stood about 6′3". He put his arms around my waist pulling me towards him my body instantly responded to him feeling like a magnet pulling me in.
Deciding to go with his act, smiling I said, “oh, I messaged you where I was but I guess the place is pretty big huh.”
The frat wanna-be guy wasn’t too happy seeing this.
“Hey, baby girl here was dancing with me. Let her go.”
God, I hadn’t noticed how nasally frat boy voice had sounded. It practically stung my ears. Massimo Jr ignored him and pulled me away. Suddenly, the frat boy grabbed his shoulder swinging at him. Massimo Jr swiftly moved out of the way and right-handed him and out the frat boy went. He lay there like a rock. The girls around us started screaming and backing away. I saw 2 men dressed in black suits pull him off the dance floor. The crowd came back to normal and Massimo Jr took my hand leading me to his VIP area. There were 2 other guys in there with fitted suits sipping their drinks and eyeing me while they each had a girl sitting on their lap. Sitting down, he poured some scotch and handed me the glass. I took it willingly.
“Thank you for helping me, but I had that under control.”
He took a sip, leaned over, and stared into my eyes. His cold forest-green eyes penetrated deep into mine. Can he be any more gorgeous?
“I’m sure you did, but I had to get you up here somehow,” he said licking his lips.
My mouth practically fell open, drooling too I assumed. I closed my mouth as I realized what I was doing.
“So, now that I’m here what now?”
He snickered and gave me a devilish look.