Damian;
I watched her run outside as she went to give a test to her new McLaren . Clark then called me aside asking to talk to me. We walked out of the dinning room. The guy looked anxious and kind of confused.
"Mr. Miller I understand that you just wanted to gifted Imma,but this added to the debt I have, I won't be able to pay you back." He said.
I just narrowed my eyes and stared at him. It was stupid all he was saying. What did he take me for? I gifted Imma whole heatedly because it's her birthday,not just to add the amount of debt that he owns me...what a foolish man.
"I just don't want to make you upset." He added.
"Clark...what do you take me for?" I asked him.
I didn't give him time to answer,I just proceeded talking.
"It's Imma's birthday and I had planned to gift her,and this has nothing to do with you." I said.
"But the five hundred million dollars,I'm still waiting and running out of the little patience I have for you...so you better pay or you gonna have to face the consequences." I told him.
The guy looked terrified...and he should be,he has probably heard of what I can do if someone crosses me or tries to be on my bad side...no one messes with a mafia, especially this one.
"I'm sorry Mr. Miller I'll get your money." He said pleading.
"Then get it fast." I ordered.
Then the door opened and I saw Imma getting inside.
I went back in leaving Mr. Amber outside stressing himself out.
She smiled so widely then she approached me. "Thank you so much Mr. Miller,but are you sure you want to gift me with that ,I mean I would have been okay with just a purse,or scarf..."
"It's alright, you deserve it."I told her then walked back to my seat.
The rest of the time they just enjoyed the cake, then I remembered I had some business to do in the bar and I had to be home early since my mom is around...I want to know why she is here.
I stood from my seat and said I wanted to leave.
I walked towards the main door and was about to open it,then Imma called me.
"Damian, you didn't eat the cake." She said walking towards me with a plate with a piece of red velvet and she held a fork.
God! She didn't know I hate sweet things.
"Imma ... I don't eat cake." I told her.
"Are you allergic?" She asked disappointed.
"No, I just don't like it." I answered.
"Oh,well you could taste it at least... it's not but." She assured.
[I swear if it was another person,I wouldn't do it to please them,but since it's little Imma... I'll do it.] I thought to myself.
"Alright,just a taste." I told her.
She smiled then scooped the smooth dessert and reached it to my lips. I opened my mouth and let her feed me.
***
Imma's pov;
It was 7:00 o'clock in the evening,and that was the time, my friends had planned for us to the club. They said no party is better without alcohol.
But there was one problem,my uncle. I really did want to party,but after what happened yesterday it might be a problem.
"Uncle C please allow me to go have fun with my friends." I tried pleading with him.
"Sweetie don't you think it's kind of late for you guys to be out at this hour?" He asked.
"But uncle C we won't stay long,and I promise to take care of her, plus my dad also gave me a curfew so I'm not planning to stay for long outside." Jennie assured him.
I thought for a while,then accepted.
I quickly hugged him and kissed him on the cheek." Best uncle ever." I told him making him to smile. The three of us walked out of the house and headed to the Mercedes Benz AMG C 63, we couldn't use the McLaren,since I don't have a license,the car was driven by my uncle's chauffeur,and we drove off.
***
We finally got inside the club. Jennie told me that we should try this one, though it looked fancy. None of us knew the owner,but it didn't matter.
"Oh my! Tequila!" She said then walked towards the bar tender.
I just shook my head and followed her as Luke was behind me.
"Are you sure you're not cold Imma?" He asked.
"I'm fine Luke, infact once we start dancing I don't think I'll be needing any clothes on." I state then giggled and turned to see his reaction.
His cheeks were so red. "Don't say stuff like that Imma." He told me making me to laugh harder.
We then sat at the bar stools,and gave out our orders. I happily took my energy drink and opened it.
"Imma it's your birthday and you're still drinking energy drinks?" Jennie questioned.
"But I like it." I said.
I was about to take another sip,but she took the can away from me.
Jennie then turned to the bar tender. "Excuse me sir,she just turned 19, so give us 19 shots of tequila." She told him. The bar tender just nodded in agreement.
I was perplexed,but then thought it was a good a idea.
"Jennie she doesn't need it,and this is not the place we're used to ...who knows what would happen if all get drunk." Luke said getting worried.
Jennie then took a shot of tequila,and I guess it gave her a lot of confidence. She walked to Luke and kissed him on the lips. "Don't worry too much,she will be fine." She said.
I know Jennie has a crush on him,but that reaction was beyond,I know she wasn't that drunk,but it seems like she always wanted to do that.
Jennie sat back on her stool since I was between them.
Luke was red like a tomato...he was blushing hard, I just giggled and took my first shot of tequila. To say the truth I never tasted alcohol, this was my first,and it wasn't so great to say the truth.
Everything was going so well,now that I was drunk I felt I could do anything. Then the deejay made my mood even better, only latin playlists was playing. I couldn't take it, I stood and joined the strangers on the dancing floor. Jennie also joined me and she was Soo drunk. Luke just sat at the stool staring at us and sometimes smiling, and probably thinking of their first kiss as friends...gosh I have crazy friends.
***
My phone rang,since it was loud in the club,I decided to head outside where I could communicate better. Uncle C was calling. I picked it and I tried to sound sober as I could... which was not easy.
"Your curfew is almost over, I'm sending the chauffeur to pick you up, it's too late for you to be out there sweetie." He said.
I couldn't argue so I just agreed.
When he hung up,I headed back to the club,but I collided with a bunch of men. They seem to be foreigners. Some of them stared at me with lustful eyes,which I just ignored and tried to made my way. Then one of them pulled me and crossed our space. I told him to let me go, but he didn't. He was tall and so strong, I was fed up,I bit his arm and he finally let go. He hissed and got angry,the others tried to calm him. I just remembered him raising his hand to hit me,but some one stopped it... Damian?