Chapter 3

ADELINE

******One week earlier****

I got down from the Lamborghini and glanced around the club, I had to make sure none of my father's men followed me here . "Blinding lights" is the name of the club and it was for the elites of Cosa Nostra only. It was an exclusive club for the upper class in the Mafia only.

I stepped into the club with confidence, and I

walked straight into the VIP session.

My name is Adeline Riolla Giovanni, the heir of the Riolla Dynasty, I'm twenty years old , some say I'm slutty , a snob , a know it all but who cares. It's not my fault my father's a billionaire drug lord.

I came here to drink my head off and clear my head and I intend to lose my innocence to the hottest guy I find here.

There are many perks of being a Riolla but one disadvantage is that you don't have the freedom to marry whoever you please and that sucks.

I was told I'm to be contest in a dumb effort to win over some silly stuck up heir I don't even care about. I'm pretty sure he's a spoilt brat that can't even clean his shoes.

My father already warned me that there's an eighty percent chance that I would win the contest and have to marry the guy. And I refuse to let some spoilt brat take my virginity just like that so I came here to chose the one thing I can chose for myself and that's to get laid.

I pulled the length of my dress, and flipped my hair back. I was wearing a red backless slip-on dress and silver stilletoes , I took my time to prep my face but I didn't wear any makeup.

I was beautiful and with a nice figure , and I knew it too .

I stepped inside the VIP session and I glanced around, there was only one guy sitted there and he just relaxed casually on the chair while playing with his lighter.

His ruffled golden brown hair covered half his face, he was wearing a white shirt that was buttoned midway and folded around the hand, which gave me a perfect view of the dragon tattooed on his chest. His silver Rolex watch gave him a look of casual seriousness

He looked like danger and smelled of spices, his scent was overwhelming and my legs buckled.

I walked up to him while mentally calculating how to convince this hot guy to sleep with me.

He looked up at me and I gasped at the colour of his eyes, there were a colour I've never seen before, it looked like a mixture between grey and emerald, with a tint of gold in it. His long eyelashes made me envy him and his lips were so succulent, oh my , who on earth is this handsome looking devil.

He parted his lips and smirked as he gave me a once over, "Are you the slut I called for ?" , he asked.

I was so mesmirised by his eyes I almost didn't hear him.

"Wh...what ?" why was I so flustered, maybe it's the alcohol, yhhh you haven't had any alcohol yet my subconscious reminded me .

Slut ?, I wasn't a slut, I guess he's mixing me up with someone else. This was a huge mistake, what was I thinking coming into a club dressed like this in the first place, it must have been the adrenaline rush . I turned my back ready to leave when I was grabbed by my elbow backwards.

I gasped and fell on his lap,

"Not so fast , flower" he said.