Chapter 15 Hi, princess." I heard someone very familiar whisper into my ear. I gasped and turned around to see Marco, he was standing right behind me. For a second, I thought I was dreaming but I just pinched myself and then screamed. "Oh my god, hi." I jumped from the stool and onto his embrace. He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer. How was he here? "Oh my god! How are you here?" I screamed again as I pulled back from him. He was wearing a black color t-short which was tight so his muscles ripped off from his shirt, the first two buttons were opened which showed me his chest. I literally bit my lips because he looked so handsome to my eyes. "Well, I had some work here but I didn't knew that you were going to be here. I come here quite often to play poker." He stated but I felt like he lied. Something he said was definitely the truth and I didn't knew which part of his statement wasn't. I ignored that thought and smiled. "I am sorry about yesterday, I didn't knew that my best friend would react like that. And he send me here for me to enjoy for a couple days." I replied, he placed his hand over my face and looked at me. His gaze was strong as ever. He slowly started to brush my cheeks and then my neck and then the spot where he gave me the hickey. "It's okay, princess, you don't have to apologize for anything. I understand, friends do that kind of stuff. I'm glad you are here," Marco said. "I am too-no I mean, I am glad that you are also here." I said and hugged him again. "Let's get out of here and let's go back to my hotel. This place is anyway quite big for a little girl like you. How did you even get in here the first place? Isn't it for 21+?" He asked and I nodded my head then pulled out my fake ID. "Oh, smart move but we are going now." He stated, he gently pulled my hand and started to walk out of the bar. "No, wait, I want to drink and dance." I said to Marco and he stopped in the middle and turned around back to me. He came closer to me and then he started to touch my face again. "But, I don't want you to drink or dance in front of these thirsty men especially." He whispered. My smile turned into a sad face. Why would he say that? "But-" "Shush, princess, let's go. Won't you listen to me?" He asked me. For some sort of reason, I didn't like that, I didn't like that he controlled me and that he ordered me to listen to him. But I liked him so I couldn't do anything about him except agree to him. "Okay," I whimpered, looking away from him. He pulled my face gently back to him and looked at me. "Hey, don't be sad, you can drink and dance how much you want with me. Just not here, I do not like when other men look at you," he said sweetly to me and I nodded my head. "Then, let's go?" "No, wait, I don't want Bruce to know about that I met you so I have to go with my driver back to my hotel, can you come there please and then we can be together for the whole night." I said excitedly. "Sure, Wynn Hotel right, I'll be there down, backside, so come there. Okay, princess?" He said and I nodded my head. After that small conversation with him, we hugged again and then he let me go after that. As soon I left his embraced, I felt empty and I just wanted to go back to him and hug and kiss him again but soon I would see him again. I called Cara earlier and she came back to the club in the ten minutes. I sat inside and she took me back to the hotel. During the ride, she spoke to me. "You don't seem drunk, miss?" She asked. "No, I didn't like the place so I wasn't in a mood to drink." I replied while looking outside the window. "Sorry, ma'am, would you like to go somewhere else? I know some other good places as well." She said. "No, thank you, but just drop me to the hotel. I want to sleep, I will see you tomorrow morning." While talking to her, I looked down to my new phone to see Bruce calling me again and again. I immediately picked it up knowing that he would be worried about me. "Hi," "Hey, where were you? Are you drunk?" He asked. "Haha, no I am not. I didn't drink, I wasn't in a mood." I replied. "So where are you going now? Back to your hotel? How did you like the place? Did you meet anyone?" He kept on asking me questions which confused me. Why was he asking so much? Maybe because he cared for me and this was the first time I was alone in another city. "Yes, I am going back to the hotel, I have a migraine so I want to get some sleep. I will go out tomorrow again but this place is wonderful. Thank you so much, baby and no I didn't meet anyone, I don't really like anyone here. They all seem like mobsters and people to deal with drugs and money." I explained to him and it was the truth. Most of the people here looked like a part of a criminal gang. "Oh, okay. Go back and get sleep. If anything happens, let me know. Bye and I love you." He said before cutting the call. I felt like he just wanted to know something from me. Cara dropped me to the hotel and I went inside and waited behind the glass door for her to away. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Fɪndηovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Once she was out of my view, I asked the receptionist where was the backside of the hotel and she directed me towards it. I went back there and saw Marco standing with another familiar man who I may have seen earlier a couple times. They both were standing in front of another black Jeep. Marco was smoking a cigar but as soon as he saw me, he threw it away. "Hi," I said as I went to him. "Wendy, meet my friend, Stephan." Marco said, motioning towards his friend who I had seen in the club with Marco few weeks ago and who I had also felt upon while I was with Bruce. At that moment, I found out that Bruce didn't like either of them. Why did he hate them though? "Hello little girl," he said as he started to shake my hand. They both were a lot taller than me so no wonder they called me a little girl. I was tiny in front of them. "Hi," I responded quietly. "Well, I'll be going, I have some work to take care off. While you both enjoy, bye." Stephan left us and went inside the hotel which confused me. Why did he go inside the hotel and not the other way? "Are you staying here?" I asked Marco and he shook his head and placed his hand over my shoulder. He pulled me tightly towards him and grabbed my waist, his grip tightened as he kept looking down at me. He rested his back on the car and I was over him in middle of nowhere. "No, he is not staying here, he is just fixing something with someone and then he will leave. Don't worry to much, princess." He whispered to my ear and then his lips went down to my neck, my mouth opened for a moan when he kissed me over his hickey but he immediately pushed his hand over my mouth and muffled my moan. He grabbed me closer and kissed it much harder, it started to hurt. "I want you!" He exclaimed as he grabbed my hair and pulled my face closer to him. Our lips were just an inch away from each other but he didn't kiss me. "You have me," I said to him but he shook his head and grabbed my ass. "I want all of you, everything inside you and outside you. I want it." He said and pulled me much closer to him. Every time he said something, he thrusted me closer to him. I had no response to his words. Marco pulled me inside his car and then he started to drive away from the Wynn Hotel. I didn't knew where he was taking me, I didn't knew anything about this city so I had no idea about these roads also. He didn't speak to me for a couple seconds and just focused on the driving, his eyes were sharp and the veins in his hand were popping like the first time we met. "Power off your phone," he ordered and I switched off my phone and kept it on the side. "That's like my princess," he said as he placed his hand over my shoulder and pulled me closer to his chest. I laid down on his legs as he played with my hair. "Where are we going?" I asked him finally. I did trust him but I just wanted to know where he was taking me. "My place," he replied. "You have a place here also?" He laughed and replied, "Yes, I have a place everywhere." "Oh," "You can drink and dance how much you want to do there." He stated. "But I felt like doing a strip dance in the club," I whispered to myself but I am sure he heard that. "What?" "Nothing," "No, what did you say? That you felt like doing a strip dance?" He pressed on the breaks and the car stopped with a thump. "Yes because it was nice and the girls were wearing these fancy clothes-" "Bras and thongs, you mean." He cut me off and said. "Yeah, whatever, but they were so heavy and the makeup and the light. It was so nice, I was so amazed by there moves, I wanted to try that out. I used to do pole dancing a few years ago when I was 17 but then I stopped." I said to him and he nodded his head then he started to drive again, this time more calmly. "You can strip dance for me, I wouldn't mind but don't think that I would let you ever dance in front a bunch of horny men." He said more like ordered. "Okay," I replied and he started to play with my hair and ear again. I liked when he played with my hair; his touch was so soft. I just wanted to cuddle with his hands. "Are you a virgin?" He asked out of blue. I was shocked by his question, why would he ask that out of nowhere? We didn't even reach on the s*x part and he already asked me that. "No," I replied, quietly. 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