(Damian's POV)
The sound of loud music was so intense that I had to shut my eyes. This club belonged to my father before me so I had inherited it, but never frequent the place.
But Onica would not see me anywhere else but here.
"Hey, daddy, wanna dance?" A woman's voice whispered from nowhere, making me open my eyes to look at her.
"No, thank you." I said and dropped a stack of hundred dollar notes in her hands without counting. I just needed to be left alone. "Now quit bothering me and walk away! And I am not your daddy."
She stared at the money in disbelief, then quickly walked away with her hands tightly clasped together.
"The women are always all over you, I wonder why. It's not even as if you're that attractive." An amused voice said as someone sat beside me in the dark.
My kid sister.
"Onica. How early." I said sarcastically. "And I am very attractive, thank you." I added for emphasis.
