Chapter Eleven

Sebastian Monteiro pov

I downed the shot of liquor and leaned back into the cushioned leather chair, releasing a contented "fuck" as my throat burned in protest against the blazing liquid.

I felt the twitch in my tight pants as I recollected how fucking sexy miss Luca had looked in my club last night. Unseen by her, I had eyed her hungrily. I wouldn't have ever imagined in my wildest dream that she would be the type to party  but as they said looks could be deceiving.

But who was the boy she was with?

God knows I had wanted to tear his damn throat out when he touched Miss Luca but why?

Was she that loose that she had gone out to party with a man when she had work in the morning?

"Jesus" I hissed.

Why had it bothered me so? She was not even my