#Chapter7

If you could have told me I would be sitting at a bar drinking shots with some stranger. I'd say it's nothing but the ordinary events of my life.

Spending time with Henry really took the fun out of everything. I have to thank him though. I met Rachel at a club after I ran out of his office after a big fight, so I have to thank him for that.

Rachel and Natasha are still dancing. Not alone they're accompanied by several guys. They're hands-on their body.

We had spent a few hours at home getting ready before walking in here together. The minute we walked in, I could notice the many pairs of eyes on us. We had spent a lot of time getting ready. Defining our cheekbones, moisturising our bodies and even whitening our teeth. We were looking to be watched tonight.

I grew tired of dancing and headed in the direction of the bar. or it could have been the bartender serving the drinks with a Charming smile, I really wanted to flirt with him.

Some guy took the stall next to me, he gave me a sideways glance and called the bartender to get him a cold beer.

He took a sip of his drink before turning to me. He leaned forward, showing me a gorgeous smile. His eyes told a completely different story, however.

"you are peng," he says looking at me like I'm some kind of meal. His eyes cast down towards my obvious cleavage. Curse this fucking dress.

All of a sudden I froze I felt cold like someone had decided to cover my body in cold water. I wasn't enjoying the attention this guy was giving me.

And seriously.

Peng? What does that even mean. I was honestly disgusted. I dressed like this to get the attention of sexy men who are intelligent and funny enough to make me cry with laughter and forget about Henry, yet this is what I get.

I was literally about to just walk away when I heard the deep sound of someone's laughter. It was a warming sound that filled my ears.

I turned around quickly to see the striking figure of a man dressed in a simple black T-shirt and jeans it was kind of what most men were wearing in here.

Well except this douchebag next to me who was in a suit and was wearing way too much jewellery.

He walked further to the bar and with the light above us, it was much clearer to see the man with the laughter.

Blow me Mary.

Lorenzo stood tall and proud with his casual wear and honestly, it was hard to recognise him. I was expecting a suit at the very least.

His expensive watch was the only thing that could differentiate him from the guys surrounding us at the bar. The guy at the bar ran off before he got embarrassed by the man himself.

Pussy. I thought seeing his figure running into the crowd.

" painful listening to his failed attempts of talking to a beautiful woman," he says pulling out the stall and sliding in.

He kept my gaze whilst doing so and it was hard to believe this man ever stumbled or looked somewhat bad or not put together. He was a smooth criminal for sure.

" Is this your attempt then" I raise my eyebrow. He smiles at me. I'm not someone to be charmed like that. Yes I may want to rip his clothes off and have my wicked way with him.

But who am I to not put up a fight.

" I think we've passed that stage when I came and rescued you, saved you from dying of rain on a mountain" he smirked at me. He found this amusing he was laughing at my situation.

" I really thought you'd be humble and wouldn't want to mention it, I guess I was wrong" I swivel my ass against the seat and down the glass In front of me.

"What can I say I'm proud of it" he shrugs, calling over the bartender with the simple movement of his fingers. The guy was at his mercy.

"The usual " he asks Lorenzo to which he smiles at him.

" hmm maybe something stronger I think I'm going to need it" the bartender widens his eyes before moving around the bar creating this drink that Lorenzo wants. We watch the skilled bartender work his way with drinks. He was putting on a show for us and he knew it.

Can't say I wasn't impressed, this man had skills.

I leaned forward when he was doing the last touches to the drink.

"You're amazed by my talents aren't you" he quirks his eyebrow at me. His lips twitching he so wants to smirk. " I recognise talent when I see it" I wink at him. I'm pretty sure I was flirting right now. And In front of Lorenzo Tessoro at that.

"your friends seem to be enjoying themselves, " Lorenzo says moving my attention away from the handsome bartender. I look over to where he was looking and spot them dancing still. Rachel has her back up against a guy whilst Natasha dances with a few people. Natasha was a phenomenal dancer so no doubt she was getting a lot of attention.

I smile knowing full well the guy dancing with Rachel is probably going to end up at her place later tonight.

"They enjoy this, I'm not normally around to go out like this so they're taking advantage of my time here in London, " I tell him. All of a sudden I was telling him about my life and weirdly I wasn't mad about that.

" yet you're sitting here at the bar getting hit on by guys" He comments eying several guys lurking around us.

"They know a babe when they see one" I retort back. I've been dancing for ages give me a fucking break, let me relax for a few minutes.

"They sure do" he mutters bringing the glass up to his lips and taking a few sips. I watched his throat as he swallowed, it was oddly sexy and made me want to lick my lips.

Now I was the one off the floor. Lorenzo pulled me up and started to dance with me and a few people around. He wasn't subjecting himself to just me but he made a possessive stance when guys got too close.

I smirked to myself when he pushed some guys hands off my waist.