Hidden Away
Turning around, Alessio could see the devious glint of her eyes at the sight of him, his hands getting clammy at the thought of what she had in store.
Getting in the car, she told him to drive to one of her brother's nightclubs, Alessio's eyebrows rising in surprise at the location. He knew she knew that all the men there were her brother's and would no doubt recognize her as well and inform him. But maybe that was her plan all along. Without a word, he put the gear into reverse before driving down the road, picking one of her brother's 12 nightclubs and pulling into the parking lot. He watched her pull on her stilettoes from the rear-view mirror before she refreshed her blood-red lipstick.