Aurora, and Daniela arrived, and Daniela went straight to Luciano.
"Hey, I'm here," she drawled in a soft, seductive voice.
Giorgio turned, and their eyes met. "The wife is here," he said with a smile.
She rolled her eyes, and stepped in-between himself and Luciano.
"Are you sure you should be here?" Luciano asked her with a concerned voice.
"It's fine," she chuckled. "Don't worry about it."
Aurora didn't bother to join them. She sat down, her gaze on Vittorio, wondering what he was looking so intensely at.
The energy in the club heightened. Hands in the air, head bumping, feet moving.
Then without any warning, the beat dropped, and slowed down.
The high energy spilled into euphoric intimacy.
Valentina on her fourth shot was absolutely in over her head now.
She drew closer to Elio, and wrapped her hand around his neck.
He lifted a quizzical brow, as a shudder ran through him.
She drew even closer, until their bodies were almost pressed together.
