Echoes Of Deception

Episode 6

realized how his black shoes gleamed under the bright club security lights.

He folded his hands into his pocket, his countenance unassuming as he surveyed me with his prying bright eyes. Turning back to the bouncers, he began exchanging Italian words with them. I could only stare at him in novelty.

This man was so perfect! I wished Haras my twin sister was there to behold what my eyes had fallen upon.

He had an enthusiasm that roared in his body language in a dominant, intimidating manner causing me to relent from my felicitous act. There was no doubt that a man like this would be proud and arrogant. His face said it all.

I got infuriated the moment I understood that With a face like that, he would rescind me without even looking back.

So what if he was so gorgeous, Who cares? That didn't give him the right!

I knew he probably didn't like to be fished by strangers but he still rubbed me off the wrong way which pissed me off. so i didn't like him despite his gorgeous looks. As far as i was concerned he could go to hell!

Later on, he walked away from the bouncers, walking elegantly into the club like he was the f*****g owner of the place. I felt like dragging him back. But then, I could only watch him leave and do nothing.

I heard thuds of footsteps behind me before a familiar voice echoed in my head followed by a familiar blue-piercing gaze. I groaned, looking away from Maria.

"s**t! What’s it with all these blue eyes people" I mumbled from underneath my breath.

"Signorina, what are you doing here?" Maria questioned.

"Of course, I am standing here because I don't have an invite! And they won’t let me the f**k in!” I yelled.

“All these nuisances of yours wouldn't help. It’s better you go back home and stop telling the whole world you are a w***e!” One of the bouncers threw at me.

“How dare you!” I said, my voice shaky with rage.

“My lady,” Maria held my bag shrugging my shoulders, restricting me from hitting that bouncer.

Maria whispered into my ears, "It's the club's policy to not anyone in without an invite."

"Then tell me, why the f**k are we even here, do you have an invite with you?"

Maria discharged a huge grin. "Yes, I do!"

“If only you were patient enough,” Maria Whispered.

I immediately probed her by the top of her long-sleeved shirt. "Gosh!? Then all this while, why didn't you say you had a ticket with you? Because of you, I had to go through humiliation from all these icky men.” I thrashed.

"Well, that's because you ran off too quickly. I didn't have time to tell you." Maria calmly responded.

I slackened my grasp on Maria’s long-sleeved shirt as i realized my fault, I held back from the second phrase which I was about to lash at her. All that didn't matter now. I had the invitation and that was what mattered.

After Maria indicated to the bouncers the invitation on her notepad, we were allowed in. We stepped into the club like we were some nasty bitches. And of course, we were bad bitches for the night.

Nevertheless, on getting in i was hindered by the different stares of the club. I knew we had come away from the United States. So Americans in Italy, but still… I felt like I had entered a mafia territory and not a club. Everything about this place cried out violence, and the music wasn't as loud as i expected it to be.

Maria and i took a step further in, all eyes fell on us like we were scavengers on a hunt. And to be honest, i could feel the dark energy radiating from their eyes as they all stared at us.

A door slammed behind us and i practically flinched from how fierce it sounded, or maybe i was just interpreting it the wrong way or something.

Maria and i stepped a little bit forward under the party lights and she whispered in my ear, "Do you feel there's something up with this place?"

I felt a little bit eased, realizing that i wasn't the only one having this whole creepy experience.

"I know, it's creepy right?" I whispered back.

We steered to the counter instructing the bartender to mix us some drinks.

I had two shots of whatever the bartender mixed in there, it tasted like f**k but i just had to A my act game to blend in and get what i came for.

"Alright now! I'm going to look for him. Let's meet back here in ten minutes."

“Are you sure?”

I nodded and With that, we both split up.

A waiter was walking past me with a tray of shots. I couldn't help but lay my hands on another cup so i gulped down another shot.

I blended into the crowd keenly observing how men and women were talking, Flirting and touching each other as usual in a club.

I saw some ladies I hadn't seen before in the middle of the dancefloor. They had on black lingerie, making some sexy dance moves while some men watched and sprayed some cash on their favorite stripper.

It was a horrid scene to watch but i held in my disgust, determined to focus on the main reason i was here.

But not so quickly, A huge man bumped into me intentionally, “I’m sorry,” He apologized for not seeing me, but we both knew it was very intentional. So I was stuck in a f*****g conversation i didn't want to be in for another ten minutes.

I couldn't tolerate his stupidity anymore. Giving out a gentle smile, i walked away and it was at this uncivilized moment that i saw him.

My smile collapsed as i caught how his face was being buried against another woman's lips, gnawing and crushing each other in what they will call a passionate kiss. How disgusting! Plarhh!

I felt like i was going to puke if i stayed there any longer. My stomach twisted at the sight.

I instantly walked down to the nearby table to assemble myself and get rid of that image. The table was surrounded by men and women clubbing.

“Excuse me,” a voice said.

I quickly stood up, shifting to the other side. But then, i felt my butt bump into something and when i turned around, a gentleman's pants were soaked in champagne.

I quickly grabbed a bunc