Bexley's POV
Getting out of the shower. I wrapped my body with a towel, Using another towel to dampen my long, dark brown curly hair a little. I applied a conditioner to detangle the hair and my curls are back looking beautiful. I looked at myself in the vanity mirror. I smiled because tonight was the night I got to look a bit like a girl. Asaf had given me a golden pass to the most expensive and exquisite club in the city. Which is Club22. Today would be the second time I will be going there. The last time I went. I won a thousand dollars, being the best dancer. And I met a lot of rich crazy people. That money helped me in paying some bills. Well, I don't regard myself as a girl. But I am a girl. There is a part of my body I don't fancy much because it gives me a girly look. And that is my boobs. They are a bit large. No matter how I tried to look like a guy. My boobs kept getting in the way. It's a little frustrating. Today, my long hair is nicely styled and cascading down my back reaching my waistline. And my curls are intact. I dressed in a beige cargo pant and a black tank top With a black leather jacket which was gifted to me by none other than my best friend. I am wearing my dancing boots. I am set for the club. Now I am waiting for Asaf to arrive. He had called earlier that he would be picking me up. A knock on my door. I picked up my phone and my ID and I rushed out to see who it was. And as I opened the door revealing Asaf. "Wow, you look like a girl, and I like it", Asaf complimented and kissed my forehead. "Ready? ". He asked "Yep. All set". I hugged him. And I locked the door behind me. Dropping the keys in my back pocket. He opened the door to the passenger seat of his yellow Lamborghini for me to get in. After which he went around the car to get to the driver's seat. He settled down and started the ignition. With a big smile. "Ready?". He looked at me "Yes. Ready". As I fastened my seat belt. And we drove away from my neighbourhood. "Bex love". Asaf called "What's up". I asked "You won't believe I just got you a good deal?". He said smiling "You did? ". I asked getting excited "Yes. I just got you a deal with BMX. They want you to lead the dance of Cazz's upcoming music video. Isn't that wonderful?". He asked while fixing his gaze on the road. "This is huge. What can I do without my love? I kissed his cheek. "All for you baby? He teased. Wow. Just like that. I got to work with Cazz. My dancing career is picking up. All thanks to Asaf. He has been a good support to me. What can I do without him? "Are you ok? ". Asaf's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, sure". Putting on a beautiful smile as I watch him drive. A few minutes later. The car came to a halt. Asaf came down from the car and opened the door for me. I came out and we both headed to the club. There were a lot of queues at the entrance. But we bypassed the queue because Asaf was a VIP. As we got in the club. Loud music playing. The blinking of lights prevented me from seeing clearly. Though I could see people dancing and the whole place was lit. I was able to spot some of the new friends I made last week. And I patted with Asaf who proceeded to a VIP lounge. "Seems your newfound friends are waiting". Asaf whispered loudly into my ear due to the loud music. "I will see you in your private lounge. Have fun". I told him and we patted. I walked to meet my new club friends who were already waiting to receive me in their midst. "Hi, Linda. Josh, Seth". Greeting my new friends who love dancing too. We all exchange pleasantries. "Do you want to dance? ". Linda popped a question to me. "Come on. Let her settle down with a drink". Seth complained. I gulped down a shot of vodka and stood up dropping my jacket with Seth as we moved to the dance floor. We started dancing like two crazy people. We swayed our hips to the rhythm of the music. We danced and danced and we started gaining the attention of others. Linda is a very good dancer. She likes to be the best. But, I beat her to it as I won the prize of best dancer last week and that got us to be close. This club is a VIP Club. Only the rich can afford to be here. Last week was a blast. If you ask me. I want to keep coming here to dance. The dance is advancing into a competition and I don't like it. I noticed two men looking at us dancing. Though other people were also looking. But these men look different. Their gazes made me uncomfortable. So I slowed down, and I told Linda to also slow down, which she did. "Let's go join Josh and Seth". I suggested. "Go ahead. I am not done here". She declined. I left to join Josh and Seth. I was handed back my Jacket. I sipped a little more drink and I got into a little conversation with them. Then, I remember Asaf. And I got up. "Excuse me. I will be back". Leaving them for a while. One of the Men from earlier who was watching us dancing was still gazing at me. I ignored him and walked up to join Asaf in his private lounge. "Here comes my girl". Asaf said in a drunken state. He is so light-headed and yet he will not stop drinking. He was surrounded by three beautiful girls. And they were all having fun. I joined in drinking. I drank two shots of whiskey and I suspected something was wrong. My eyes suddenly became deemed and blurry. I am a heavy drinker. I don't get drunk easily, which made me think. Something is wrong. I was slowly losing my senses. But, I tried to keep it cool. One thing is for sure. It was either we've been drugged, or the drink is hard, which I doubt. before I could register what was going on. One of the girls was recording Asaf as he was kissing the other two girls and she was taking pictures of us. I tried to protest but it was too late. I passed out. The last thing I saw was the girls leaving the booth and one of the men earlier walked in. Will he rape me? I fell into a deep sleep.Bexley has kept to herself ever since she left Blake's place. Her graduation ceremony takes place today. Her father and everyone special in her life were all there. However, Blake was not present. He had to go to Italy. There was an emergency. Bexley has not met with her mother, however, because Blake instructed her to avoid drawing attention to her whereabouts. Blake has released Maria from the jail where she has been held for years. She is now safely hidden somewhere. Only Blake and some of his men know where. It was exactly what Bexley asked for. To rescue her mother from her father's evil schemes, she had asked Blake to assist her in any way she could in getting her out of prison. "Bexley Simon." It was time for her to receive her degree after her name was called. However, she has not changed her name. Her surname has always been Simon. After obtaining her certification. She quickly leaves the stage to go hang out with her pals. Together, they were all content. Befo
Bexley's POV I am aware that I have already received little information about what Blake is revealing to me. But I did not realize Blake was this dangerous. Mafia members are extremely dangerous. It is one of their qualities. But I still do not believe the man I fell in love with is anything like that. Hearing him talk about himself left me speechless. I need to be strong because. He is not finished. I would like to hear more. "Your Father is into Money laundering. He helped me launder my money at the time. He guided me through the process of investing. After what he had put me through, I was able to invest the money. Nonetheless, I made some contacts later. That is why I have never been linked to any shady business. That was the last time I saw your Father. He simply disappeared. I tried but could not find him. Until recently, I thought he was in prison. Another thing you should understand about your Father is." He paused. "He is involved in a cartel. Your father is involv
Blake's POV I want more. More of her. Never in my life had I desired anything more. But, with her. I always wanted more. After this mind-blowing sex, I am still so hard. She is driving me crazy. I found myself becoming very attached to her. My hands roamed all over her delicate body. I got goosebumps from her round, full breasts. Bringing myself back to the present. I remember why I called her here. I closed my eyes, summoning all of the universe's restraints to help me resist the temptation. When I opened my eyes. She was looking at me. And then I was back where I was. Desiring her. "Are you okay?" She asked. I chuckled in response. It is strange how I crave sex in this way. I noticed a few strands of her hair sticking to her face. My fingers picked up the stray strands and returned them to their proper position. The length of her curly hair astounds me. It is one of the factors that contribute to her beauty. Sometimes I wonder how she manages to keep her hair so
Bexley's POV I slid out of the car as Simon opened the rear door. "Thanks, Simon," I said to him, and he gave me a dimpled smile. We parked underneath the penthouse garage. After entering the elevator and pressing the button, it began to ascend. Blake wanted to see me for some reason I am not sure of, but I may take this as an opportunity to invite him over for dinner. I am curious to know how he and my father interacted. The realization that both my father and Blake are Mafia members still shocks me. For my Father, I understand it. But, for Blake? I can never imagine it. With a dinging sound, the lift door opened. I swept my hand across Blake's penthouse security screen and entered the magnificent residence. I entered the kitchen after leaving my bag on a couch. I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator. I swigged some to slake my thirst. Before I could register anything. Blake's cologne caught my attention as I was being picked up. His alluring odour pervaded the
Blake's POV Evaluating the data in front of me. In a rage, I clenched my jaws and ground my teeth. The man I held in such high regard proved to be a monster. Furthermore, he is the father of the one and only girl I truly love. Following some time spent observing him. I had a feeling he was concealing something. I gave my men orders to follow him around at all times and give me daily updates. I never back down from a task once I set my mind to it and finish it. My main issue is. How do I handle a situation like this? With a sigh, I turned around in my chair and ran a hand through my hair, attempting to think of a way out. I had never dealt with a situation this delicate before. A persistent headache throbs in my head. What steps can I take? A knock on my door snapped me out of my reverie, to which I replied, "Please come in." Israel came into my office as the door opened. There is only one thing to conclude from the way he looks. Something is wrong. "What happened? " I asked, an
Bexley's POV "My father knows Blake. And Blake knows my father?".I asked Justin. I mean, everything is confusing right now. I still can't put them together. I know that my father has secrets. I am not shocked to discover his involvement with the Mafia. I already have my doubts about him. But, Blake? I scoffed, there must be some mistakes somewhere. The man is clean. There isn't anything. Anything to place him in that category. I can't accept this. No. "Justin. For some reasons. I believe what you said about my father. I also have my doubts about him so I'm not surprised. But, Blake? No. I know Blake. If you had talked about his involvement with women. I will tell you that I know about all that, yet I still love him. If you talk about his arrogant nature. I still get it. But, his involvement with the Mafia? No, I can't accept that. Please, stop ". I advised him. "Why don't you confront him? Tell him your father told you that himself and hear what he has to say ". He looked me