Sold to the Capo-Chapter 31: A BLONDE ATTRACTION

VINCENZO’S POV

She was staring up at me and be damned if the sight of her crouched down between my legs didn’t do things to me.

She was doing it on purpose to get me worked up and I was this close to daming her rules and doing what I had in mind for her and I knew she would hate me for it so I quickly put a stop to it.

Frowning at me, she stood up and crossed her arms. "Well, whatever, I did my part of the deal. Your turn to pay up, Vincenzo"

I threw my head back, trying to force the weird feeling back to the deep recesses of my mind before I opened my eyes to look at her again. "You didn’t even do such a good job"

Her frown deepened. "I told you before, didn’t I? Don’t fuck with me, Vincenzo. The information"

"Calm down... Tesoro" I muttered, standing up from the chair where I was sitting, adjusting my trousers discreetly.

She didn’t notice the small movement because her head snapped back to the door at the sound of a knock.

I fixed my gaze on the door also and walked over to it, opening it to see a stripper at the door, her boobs almost spilling out of the scanty top she wore.

"Miranda" I nodded in recognition.

She was wearing her black hair in a ponytail and a grin was spread across her face. "I was told you visited and I was waiting for you to call me over..."

"I didn’t call you over for a reason" I leaned on the doorway, looking her over without a form of interest.

She was beautiful but she didn’t look that appealing to me this night, sure I had fucked her a few times in the past but right now I wasn’t in the mood for that.

Adriana who was still in the room was inching closer to the door, my skin prickling as she got behind me.

"Why? I could remind you of what you’re missing" she drawled, using her finger to hook the straps of her bra, sliding them down.

I didn’t bother to look down at the sight, I kept my gaze level to her face and I raised a brow. "Leave".

Miranda froze at that statement knowing that I had never rejected her advances before.

Well...

"Is something wrong, Boss?" She asked, adjusting her straps back, still not aware of Adriana who was a few feet away from me since the lights in the room was dim and Adriana refused to come out to the lights.

"There’s nothing wrong with me deciding not to use your services tonight, Miranda" I folded my hands across my chest.

Miranda was probably the only dancer here who was a constant fuck for me over the last few months, made her my favorite too but that was because she didn’t expect any other thing from me like more attention or preferential treatment or something.

"Is this about the woman you brought? Is she going to be a part of the club here?" A serious look nestled its way into Miranda’s expression.

"Since when did you start asking me weird questions like that?" I was looking at her pointedly for her to take the hint and thankfully she was smart enough to do that, her gaze zeroing in on something behind me. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Oh, looks like she caught a glimpse of Adriana behind me.

Her expression turned baffled for a second then it was masked by indifference. "Sorry for intruding. I should go back to the customers", she smiled at me, bowing slightly before she walked off, her hips swaying with each movement.

I immediately closed the door and turned to Adriana who quickly took a few steps back from me.

"Who was that?" She asked.

"No one you need to know"

"You keep women here?" I could feel her disgusted gaze on me as I walked back to the couch to grab my keys. We had to get the fuck out of here because I was one step away from losing myself to the thoughts that ran through my head at the sight of Adriana.

"Kept" I corrected, straightened up to look at her.

She frowned and crossed her arms. "I don’t want to even know. Your part of the deal or are you the type to go back on a promise?" She asked.

"I will do my part of the deal. Let’s get back to the mansion. I have a list of details on your father’s whereabouts"

Her eyes immediately brightened at that and I felt bad. If only she knew...

"Then let’s get back home" She seemed to have quickly forgotten about what she had to do to get the information, she was genuinely happy and a part of me hated that.

Maybe I had gone too far by asking her to dance for me but I didn’t care about that, I didn’t work a charity organization, everyone who benefitted something from me had to do something in return for me.

That was how the Garots were formed, they would come to me for help, and I would do it but they would be indebted to me for life, I always made sure to get their stuff done and they gave themselves wholly to me which is why they were my most trusted ranks. My father hated them because he wasn’t the one who vetted them but I liked them because I had something over them as leverage to control them.

Call me a control freak, but it was just part of me now and it made me feel something.

"Let’s go" I muttered, tucking the keys in my pocket as I led her outside the room, handing the keys to the bouncer before I walked through the main club with Adriana on our way to the exit.

This was the only time when she seemed to get close to me, her arm brushing against me like she was afraid of touching the people around the club, I sighed making sure she was matching my stride as we walked out of the club finally.

As we strode to the car, She seemed out of breath. "The woman who came there. The black-haired woman... she was beautiful" Adriana admitted as she opened the car door.

"Well I’m not into black haired women" I muttered, opening the driver’s seat and slipping inside, settling in the seat.

"Huh" She didn’t bother to ask another question as she did her seatbelt but I was staring at her.

"Indeed. In fact, I think blondes are more beautiful" I muttered, turning the ignition on and focusing on the road ahead of us.

I could however feel her tense in the seat beside me at her words. Why?

Right.

Adriana was blonde.