51Sweet is Revenge- Chapter Three- The Club
He's plotting his crime
With stealth and care.
Wargasm- Revenge
It took me a couple hours to get to the town that they lived in. When I got there, I was not impressed. It was so small. I had always been a city man myself. Luckily they did have a grand hotel, if I would have had to stay in a dingy motel I would have shot myself before I even got to the family. I was way too good for that. After I checked in I drove around the town, getting used to my surroundings. I was driving past the house that I was looking for, the house that had the murderer of my father living in it, when I saw a car pull into the driveway. I slowed down a bit to watch the person get out.
It was a girl. Holy shit, just looking at her made my blood get hot. She was a small thing with a great body. She had hips and a butt that was made for grabbing, for sure. Her waist was thin and she was well endowed. Her legs went on for miles it seemed like on her small body. She had tan skin and dark hair that went down to the middle of her back in waves. I couldn't see her face, but if it looked as good as the rest of her body I would not have a problem with what I needed to do at all. I would definitely work at getting a free fuck out of the thing before I killed her.
I drove back to my hotel to get some rest before I started planning. But as I laid on the bed images of a certain girl came to my mind. Hell if I was going to get any sleep. My whole body was rigid with desire. After twenty minutes I gave up on the cat nap and went to take a cold shower. How was I going to play the nice guy when I already wanted to jump her?
I could skip the whole "nice guy" routine and just take her as my own, and then get rid of her, before moving on to the rest of the family. As good as that sounded, I knew it wouldn't work. They had the other side on their team. And I'm sure the girl along with her family were all trained. They had to be for the life they lived. No, that would be suicide. I hit the wall of the shower. I had to think of something.
My brain was not working though, I was thinking with a much lower part of my body. I decided to go out clubbing that night. I'd find an easy girl and get that part of my body satisfied, then I could move ahead with my original plan. I'd play the perfect gentleman at day and appease my lust at night. It was a perfect plan.
I dressed in my best clubbing clothes and spiked my blonde hair, making sure it had the messy look, I guess that women found it sexy. I grabbed my wallet and keys and was out of there. It didn't take long to find the club, as in the only club in town. And what an original name it had, "The Club," this place was just amazing. Please, note the sarcasm.
There wasn't even any valet parking so I parked across the street. I made sure to lock my doors and headed inside. After getting ID'd I made my way over to the bar and ordered a drink. I turned to watch the crowd, scoping out my options. For such a small town, there were a lot of hot girls. But none of them compared to the tiny one I saw earlier.
Speaking of her, she walked in not too long after I did. She was dressed in tight skinny jeans and a halter top that hugged her magnificently and showed off her stomach… Let me tell you, she had abs that competed with mine, and a ring in her belly that sparkled under the lights. Her hair was down and in perfect waves. I finally got a look at her face and I was not disappointed. Her cheek bones were high, lips full and smiling, showing off a perfect set of white teeth, and her eyes were huge and bright, a pretty sweet aqua color. She was perfect.
I was not the only guy who noticed her by any means. As soon as she walked through the door more than ten guys approached her, offering to buy her drinks and wanting a dance. I smirked as she turned down every one of them. No competition, just how I liked it. I called over to the bartender.
"Do you know that girl?" I asked, motioning towards her with my head. The guy whistled and laughed.
"Oh yeah man, that there is Lillian Costa. A fine piece of ass if I've ever seen one. She's as closed up as an out of business building though. She turns down every guy who approaches her," I nodded, barely listening as I watched her make her way toward a group of girls. She walked so gracefully it was amazing she wasn't floating.
"You know her favorite drink?" I asked, still not looking at him.
"Sure do, but I wouldn't waste your time buying her drinks. You won't get anything from that one," he said with a laugh.
"I wouldn't bet on that, plus my intentions are purely innocent," for now, but he didn't need to know that.
"Alright, I'll send one her way. Want me to tell her who it's from?" I did take the time to look over at him this time. My look clearly said 'are you a fucking idiot?' He laughed again. "Alright buddy, good luck," he wandered off to make her drink and I watched as he delivered it. He pointed over to me and I saw her look with an eyebrow raised. I smirked and nodded at her once before turning around, facing the bar.
I stayed there for awhile longer before finding a few willing women to dance with. I always kept my eye open for Lillian though. She danced like a professional. After a half hour on the dance floor I went back over to the bar. I had just ordered another drink when she sat down next to me. I looked over at her and she was looking at me expectantly.
"You order me a drink, smile at me, then turn away from me and dance with other girls. I can already tell you're going to be odd," I looked at her, shocked for a moment. This was something I didn't expect. I just wanted her to catch a glimpse of me. I wasn't expecting a conversation yet.
"I wanted to buy a drink for a beautiful woman, nothing more to it," I said coolly. She stared at me for a moment before ordering another drink.
"Where are you from?" She yelled over the music.
"A couple hours north of here," I answered, not giving details.
"What brings you here?" She asked, taking a sip of her drink. I contemplated for a moment.
"Family business," I finally answered. It was vague enough and true enough. She nodded.
"Right on, well, enjoy your stay in our Podunk town, it's nothing compared to the city, but it's home nonetheless," she said, standing up. I put my hand on her bare arm.
"How did you know I'm not from a small town?" I asked and she grinned.
"When you live in a small town long enough, you learn these things, you realize when you're not talking to one of your own," and with that she walked away. I quickly got up and followed her, grabbing her arm once again. She turned to me with a raised eyebrow.
"Do you want to dance?" I asked with a smile. She laughed.
"So now you want to dance? You're too late, friend. Maybe some other time," she put her hand over mine and removed my hand from her arm. I smirked as she walked away. Yes, she was different alright. I was going to have fun breaking her independence and charisma. Break the spirit, and what do you have left?
Nothing.
This would be the most fun game I had ever played. I could already feel it.
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