The night had been going well. It seemed like anytime Sterling entered a room his presence demanded attention. He was used to this, but I on the other hand wished he would release me from his grip.
He kept me right at his side. Hand on my hip whenever we passed anyone. His possessiveness was charming to an extent.
Bianca had put a lot of work into helping me get ready again tonight. She wanted to show everyone that I was fit to stand by Sterlings side.
The club was packed and I was feeling like a nervous wreck. It felt like everyone was swarming to Sterling to say hi or strike up some conversation with him. His hand tightly around me, he made sure to keep everyone at a distance. Sterling led the way to a private section.
“Alright everyone. Drinks are on me tonight. Please enjoy you
