~~ Ricardo's POV ~~
As I sat in the club that night with my best friend, Kenneth, the taste of a bittersweet gin tonic rolled down my throat. The club was crowded with individuals who were just leaving their best lives at the moment.
"Dude, take a look at your left. That blonde hottie with her friends has been staring at you," Kenneth said as he drew closer to me. He eyed the blonde sitting at the extreme of the bar, her attention fully focused on me as I turned to get a glimpse of her.
"She can stare all she wants, that's not why we're here," I replied as I consciously avoided meeting her gaze that was so glued on me like a magnet, mixed with the irritation of Lucas's lateness.
"Loosing up dude, can you try and relax? I'm sure he is on his way," I glared at Kenneth completely ignoring the stares that were obviously coming from almost every lady in the club. Kenneth gently hit my arm with his hand.
I'm used to all the attention already, I'm the owner of the biggest technology enterprise, from one of the most prominent families in Italy residing in the United Kingdom. Known to most people as the possessive Playboy, and the ruthless businessman. I can get anyone at my feet within a snap of my finger. Also famously known for my good looks that get women dripping wet at any slightest encounter with me.
The lady who was drooling over me, took a step toward us with her friends, as Kenneth flirted with them.
"My my, what a hot little thing we have here," Kenneth made a joke, but I didn't find it funny at all. "Now ladies, I know you're here for Mr handsome, I present to you Ricardo Antonio," he said in his theatrical voice causing the ladies to fake a gasp like they were shocked by the discovery, when I know they already know who I am.
I finally decided to look at them, and noticed they were glaring at me seductively, obviously pushing at each other, like they were in a competition and the winner would get to take me to bed as a trophy.
Kenneth's voice interrupted my moment of thought. "Why don't I let the famous Ricardo pick his choice," narrowing his eyes on me as if he was trying to emphasize I should be fast with my choice.
I decided to play along with him. As I took in the appearance of the three ladies in front of me. One of them was sophisticatedly dressed with heavy layers of makeup that made her look so fake. The other lady was completely artificial, she looked Scary, I inwardly laughed at the thought and saw no need to take in the appearance of the third lady, as my bodyguard, Lucas immediately caught my attention, as he took rapid movement towards our direction.
"Here is the file boss," Lucas walked into the club as he placed the files in my hand
"What took you so long, Lucas?" I asked.
"Sorry for the delay, which was due to an encounter with one of her stubborn relatives, but he was dealt with accordingly," Lucas gently explained.
I nodded in understanding, as I took my time to look at the documents and be sure this was finally happening, the first weapon of my revenge was right in my hands.
"Alright..thanks, Lucas," I replied.
"Are you very sure this is all the information I asked for?"
"Yes boss, I got most of the information from people she trusted," Lucas replied.
As I opened the file, there it was, the name of the only daughter of my parents ' murderer. Anastasia Texas, staring back at me. I took my time to go through every detail in the file, ignoring the giggles coming from the ladies, as a smile of victory tugged at my face.
I took a large sip of my drink and barely managed to make a step towards the door when a hand of one of the ladies caught my elbow. Her audacity was so unbelievably audacious, I looked at her hand and raised my questioning gaze towards her. I watched as she struggled to keep her mouth from shivering, but still kept her flirtatious gaze on me.
"I'm so excited! I can't believe I am standing and holding Ricardo Antonio. You're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, I just feel like kissing you right now." One of the ladies squeaked, and I had to clench my teeth and squeeze my hand in a fist to control the urge to just push her away. I wouldn't want the morning papers to have my pictures boldly on them for scandalous behavior.
I turned my face away from her to look at my friend, as he devilishly smiled to himself, not willing to help me out of the mess he had put me in.
I mustered up and turned my head back to her as I smiled courteously when I began to notice there were people whose gazes were on us.
She went further to introduce herself as there was no reply from me. Giving an introduction that I wasn't interested in, " you can call me Lilly," her artificial lips moving up and down as she spoke, revealing her white teeth as she continued blabbing her annoying words. " I don't mind going home with you, In case you need someone to help take your clothes off, it would be an honor."
A sarcastic smile escaped my lips, but the annoying blonde didn't get the message, she continued with her stupid rambling.
"I know how to please a man," she added, as she winked at me.
I finally mustered the strength to reply to her. "Taking off my clothes wouldn't be a problem, if I needed help, I could easily pay for one. I'm not a fan of cheap things," I topped it up with that.
She looked at me surprised for a few moments before a large giggle broke out of her mouth, provoking the very beast inside of me.
"Oh men! They like playing hard to get, you must be such a man, but guess what darling? I'm the best at winning that game," she blinks at me and I was sure even her friends at this point were becoming irritated with the fact that she's forcing her way to get to me, instead of them.
But that wasn't the end, she kept on running her mouth. "I can make you feel so much better," sky pouted her lips and then licked them slowly, clearly sending me an open invitation to bed her.
I snickered, because I was very much aware of what she was trying to do. What other woman like her has tried out and failed on so many occasions? Putting a diamond ring on their fingers, not just bedding them.
I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could reply, Kenneth came to her rescue.
"Come on ladies, why don't we do it this way," he offered them his business card, promising them we'd be back the next day, which finally made the ladies smile as they rushed away.
Looking down at the file in my hand as we walked out of the club, "This is finally my ticket to revenge. " I thought within myself.