XIX

We are brought back to our senses when there is a serene knock on the door. Marco swings it open to reveal an young endearing lady with strawberry blonde highlights. The smile on her face seems genuine as she brushes her uniform over before speaking.

"Would you like a tour of the hotel?" She asks quietly. Me and Marco both nod and follow her outside into the corridor. She shows us the gym on the second floor, which Marco has already left me to attend to, the pool area, the arcade and an imposing library on the grand floor. Once the tour is over, I head over to the private bartender outside to order a drink for me and Tanya.

"One sex on the beach and one piña colada, please." I order. The bartender repeats my words to the worker behind him and quickly focuses his attention back on me. "Can I have your number?" He asks, ignoring the scintillating ring on my finger. "No." I reply before walking away with the drinks.

Ew.

I navigate my way to Tanya's room and daintily knock on the door. She flings it open with her right hand and gesture for me to follow her into the room. "Want a drink?" I ask, holding out the glass.

"Do you even have to ask?" She replies, accepting the glass in my possession. She takes a few small sips and mixes it with the umbrella decoration floating on top. "We have to go clubbing soon." I propose. She nods in approval and hangs up an orange shirt in her closet. She shuts the closet door and falls backwards on her bed in exhaustion.

"These beds are to die for." She says, patting the spot next to her as an invitation for me to join her. I eagerly jump down next to her and sprawl about on the white sheets. I slip under the covers and shift around until I am comfortable. Tanya does the same and holds her glass steadily in her hand, making sure no liquid spills out. "How about we go clubbing tonight?" I propose, shooting her a smug look.

Tanya nods rapidly and rolls out of bed, skipping over to her closet. She pulls out a revealing and suggestive dress and raises it into the air. "I fucking love it." I say in approval. "Be ready by seven!" She speaks elatedly, holding the dress up by the hanger.

I wink at her and exit the room, closing the door quietly behind me. I walk down the extensive hallway and make my way through a series of doors until I reach my room.

***

*A few hours later*

I am eventually ready for the club.



I put on some black and gold heels and give my hair a final brush through. I snatch my bag off the vanity and pout in the mirror as I apply my lip liner and gloss.

I turn around to leave the room but come in contact with Marco. His eyes scan me head to toe, lingering for a significant amount of time on my body. "Where do you think your going?" He asks, blocking the door with his overpowering body. "None of your business." I reply, trying to slither past him.

He places his arm up on the wall and looks at me with demanding eyes. "Tell me." He orders. "Why does it matter?" I question through a smile.

"ARE YOU READY FOR THE CLUB?!" Tanya yells from outside the door. Marco smiles playfully and moves his body aside to let me out.

"Noted." He mutters to himself.

Seriously Tanya?!

As I walk past him, I give him a light shove, pushing him further into the room. I then slam the door behind me, giving him one final glance before I do so. Tanya bolts down the hallway, staggering a few times because of her heels. I manage to keep up with her pace and we run out of the hotel together.

The night is alive and when we arrive outside the club, we skip the long queue and head straight up to the bouncer. The club is lit by purple and red flashing lights and small circular windows allow in some light provided by the street lamps outside.

"Get in line, bitches." A blonde lady calls out from the front of the line. Me and Tanya share a glance and let out a small giggle. "There is a line to your ass." I yell before blowing her a kiss.

I wave an $100 dollar bill in his face and he permits us entry without any questions. I wink at him and follow Tanya inside. Music rings out throughout the club and I feel the beat pulsing through my veins.

The main room is vibrant and electrifying. The air is so thick with light and smoke we could have been underwater, if not for the roar of the crowd and music that thrums through our bodies. Sweat flicks up into the air with the start of every dance move, and wet hair bounces back down with its completion.

We share a stool at the bar as each the others are occupied and wait for a bartender to approach us. "What can I get for you ladies?" He asks. "Give us a tray of tequila shots." Tanya orders, nudging me in motivation. He gives us a thumbs up as he grabs a tray from the side, loading around ten shots on the surface.

He places the tray down and we both pick up a shot. "Cheers!" She squeals as we clash our glasses together, spilling a little of the liquid onto the tray. The liquid smoothly slides down my throat and burns it slightly, making me jovial.

We do practically all ten of the shots before staggering off of the stool onto the dance floor. I sway my hips to the rhythm of the music and Tanya dances like a lunatic, vaulting around all over the place. I rub my hands seductively down my body and find myself instantly lost in the music.

I stray further onto the dance floor and climb up onto the large stage, Tanya fleetly follows and entertains at the edge of the stage. The crowd cheers and roars as we dance on stage, grabbing onto the stripper poles and circling round them.

I slide my hands over my head, through my hair and down my body, scanning the club with my eager eyes. I look over to the corner of the room and notice Marco sat with two of his cousins. Staring directly at me. I hold eye contact for a second as my lips transform into a small smile and I jump back down from the stage.

I steadily walk over to the booth they are sat at and hop onto Marco's lap, wrapping my arms around him. His cousins don't take notice of me as they are eagerly watching the strippers up on stage, occasionally sipping on their drinks in between glances. I feel Marco's burning gaze on the back of my head and lean my head back onto him. "You're drunk." He states. "So?" I reply, removing my arms from him in annoyance.

He shakes his head and lights a cigarette. He takes a long drag of it before I snatch it from his mouth and do the same, blowing the smoke in his face. I bite my lip and smile before hopping off of his lap and venturing through the busy crowd to find Tanya.

Once again, I get lost in the music and find myself dancing with random people. I feel euphoric and have an endless amount of energy. "Wanna go to the bathroom?" A random man on the club floor asks. I don't even think before taking his hand and leading him through the club to the nearby bathroom.

I walk past Marco's booth on the way and know his eyes are frozen on me without even looking his way. We walk down a hallway lit by long beams on the ceiling and begin to hear the music grow quieter and quieter. The rest of my body is no longer pulsing louder than my heart as the beat of the music grows tranquil.

The guy pushes me up to the wall and leans down to whisper in my ear. "I'll fuck you right here, right now." He says, inching his face closer to mine."Thats adorable but no." I reply with a laugh. I push his face away with the flat of my palm and giggle to myself as I walk back down the hallway.

I barely get anywhere before seeing Marco emerge from the side and walk towards me.

"Whose that?" He asks, pointing to the man stood close behind me. "Who cares." I answer back, unbothered. The man behind me hurries off into the distance, becoming engulfed by the smoke surrounding him, and Marco grabs my hand and drags me out of the club.

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