Ziad could not take his eyes off Veronica the moment she entered the club. She was wearing a shimmering short gold dress with a very low back line and plunging neckline, held by two thin shoulder straps. Her hair was up with a few tendrils running down her face and neck, but his eyes were drawn to her chest where he saw her n*****s harden and press against the thin material in the cold air-conditioned venue.
He stepped forward with the urge to bring her back home to change, but Lucio got to her first and embraced her while complimenting how grown and beautiful she looked. What an i***t his friend was sometimes.
Veronica looked around the club in awe and was buzzing with excitement when her dad took her and Nisha to the VIP room where the party would be. It had its own DJ booth and bar
