Elena
I felt his look before I saw him. There’s always this feeling whenever he’s looking at me, and I don't know how I know, but I do.
I feel goosebumps all over my skin, and my heart starts beating rapidly like it’s about to escape my ribcage.
"You look nervous all of a sudden," Vicky said, and I smiled.
"Yeah, the King is here," I said, and she frowned, looking around.
"Wouldn't the club shut down if that were the case? How do you know and why do you call him that? You don't call him his name?"
Vicky bombed these questions at once. Drunk Vicky was fun, and I wanted to see her more often.
"Well, he doesn't operate like that. He might have been here before we got here. I can feel him, his gaze, and sometimes I call him by his name," I replied, and she nodded.
"Thats disturbing,"
