Playing With The Deadliest Mafia Boss

Santa Marie Club

Zoey's pov

"Ohhh, I totally forgot," I retorted. I quickly stood up from the bed and went into the bathroom, quickly showered, and began dressing myself.

"Knock! Knock!" Rowan's voice sounded from the door. The knocking sound was not loud enough for me to notice, so he gently opened the door and walked in. I was still dressing up. Before I could respond to the knocking sound, I spotted Rowan with his eyes locked onto me. I was half-naked, my b**bs were half-open. I quickly picked up my towel and covered myself.

"Oops, sorry," Rowan apologized with a sneer and gently walked out of the room, then locked the door. "You should have locked the door, Zoey. I knocked and knocked but couldn't get a response; that's why I decided to check if you were still inside. Sorry for my bad behavior," he added while standing on the other side of the door.

"I came in previously but saw that you were sleeping. I returned over and over again, but it was futile; you were still sleeping," he added.

"Yeah, Laura told me. My eyes got dizzy, that's why I tried to sleep, and sorry I forgot" I responded with a gulp. I wasn't expecting Rowan to lock his eyes on me. Immediately he noticed, he should have just turned over and walked away, but he kept feeding his eyes. Well, this is his house; I have no choice. I can't just retaliate or quarrel with him.

"Okay, we have just 2 hours before we leave. Try and get yourself dressed before then and make real quick; I won't spend much time waiting for you again," Rowan's voice sounded before he walked away from the other side of the door.

Laura went to the bathroom to also freshen up herself, so she was not present when Rowan came in and saw me naked.

"You haven't finished dressing up," Laura's voice sounded as she got out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped on her body. "I heard Rowan's voice," she added.

"Yeah, Rowan was here to inform me about being late on the job," I muttered.

"Okay. I feel sad for you also, Zoey. The other time I was not able to say a word; it was because I could feel the pain you felt. So I decided to remain calm and instead advise you."

"I understand, Laura. Come dress up real quick. I won't take long before I return," I urged gently.

I walked out of the room, leaving Laura to dress up. Rowan was already waiting for me in the sitting room, well-dressed in a different outfit. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie, putting on black tinted glasses with his legs crossed.

"Ooooh, you look good, Zoey. Your dress looks so charming. You look more like a model," Rowan teased with a smirk.

"You look good too, Rowan. I love the color combination of your outfit," I replied with a warm smile.

“Yeah, that's how we mostly dress at night. We have to look good when guarding the door to the club. And the glasses on my eyes are strictly part of the rules for every security to abide by. wearing tinted glasses is our culture," Rowan said with a smirk.

Soon we moved out of the house to the roadside where we waved a taxi. The taxi stopped, and we both went inside. It was already night; the lights and the busyness of the street lit up a mood inside my mind. I kept staring out the car window, looking at the amazing view of the street. Atlanta was always a place I had always wanted to live. I couldn't imagine something bad happening to me in a perfect place like this.

"Zoey," Rowan called out, snapping me out from my thoughts. "Where we are going now is one of the most expensive and well-known stripper club in the whole of Atlanta. It's a place where most of the fun takes place. And also one of the most dangerous place. So you have to be careful. Don't lose sight of me," Rowan advised with a serious look on his face.

"Dangerous, you say?" the cab driver cut in with a voice of surprise. "Are you talking about Santa Marie club? That club is known as one of the places where you meet all kinds of rich people. That place isn't for poor people; that's why you see it as a dangerous place."

"What do you know? You are just a cab driver," Rowan replied, shaking his head in disagreement. "I work there as a security personnel," Rowan added with a sigh. "So what do you have to say about that? I know every single thing that's happening there. This isn't the right time to argue with you; we don't have much time here. Just focus on your job and get us to Santa Marie."

"Oh, sorry if I offended you by barging into your conversation," the cab driver apologized with a sneer.

"You better be!" Rowan replied with a smirk.

After some minutes, we got to a place glowing. The light emanating from the background was extremely beautiful and attractive. Different high-class cars were parked all around. The place was more like a hotel, but I could tell it was more than that. Different types of attractive, beautiful girls kept tripping into the building, most of them with a man, dressed half-naked. We both dropped from the car.

We walked straight to the entrance of the club, and a security personnel blocked the door.

"Who are you? Where is your pass card? You need to have an invitation before you come in," the man's deep voice sounded, which got me to flinch in fear.

"Hey dude, stop playing around with me. Stop the act and let us in," Rowan teased with a smirk.

"Haha, I was just trying to scare the lady you were with," the man responded with a sneer, then they both shook hands and hugged each other.

"Why the hell would he scare me in such a manner? His voice was so deep and scary," I said inside my mind as I glared at the guard.

"Come in, Zoey," Henry commanded while holding my hand as we both walked inside the club. The music was loud, and the crowd was dancing to the tune. The men there were mostly elderly, drinking and dancing with girls all around them, rubbing their bodies. The colors of the lights and the design inside the club were something so beautiful that I had never seen in my entire life. I kept staring all around with amazement.

"Hey, Zoey, I want you to stand here and wait for me," Rowan instructed. Then he let go of my hand and walked to a room with a sign reading "Strippers Only, No Men Allowed."