Chapter 3 III

Scarlet Brendan p.o.v

Right now, I am seated In front of the mirror while Rosaline is making me up even though I objected to it, she still says no.

"I can't believe I will have to look like a ghost In a shell this night, "I said, rolling my eyes.

She scoffed.

"Scarlet, why do you like saying rubbish? If you talk again, I will apply this red lipstick on your forehead." she said teasingly.

"Rosaline I think everyone in the club will have to run away by the time they see my face "I joked.

"Yeah whatever...can you just keep quiet already...? I am almost done with the make over."

She did some things again and started clapping her hands.

"You go Girl, look at how beautiful I have transformed you. Gosh, if I were a man ... I will ask you out right now ...." she said happily.

I looked at myself in the mirror and truly I kind of looked different. Even though the makeup was light, I still looked pretty and nice.

"Thanks girlfriend." I said as I hugged her.

"It's nothing, anything for you, dear." she said.

We finally dressed up and held a cab to the destination of the clubhouse.

I am wearing a red off – shoulder slim fitted gown.

Some part of my cleavages were exposed, and my long sexy legs were also in the view.

My hair has been packed up to reveal my beautiful neck, and I wore little earrings to make with my dress look stunning.

Rosaline was putting on a pink dressin fact, hers was quite very shorter than mine.

One hand of her dress was sleeveless, while the other had a short sleeve.

She left her hair down, and her makeup was totally out of this world.

We came down from the cab, and we walked into the club with Rosaline cat walking majestically like she owned the place.

One thing I love about my friend is the fact that she doesn't care what people think about her.

She does things according to how it pleases her.

Unlike me, who is always thinking of what the society might say and how I would like to be a role model to growing kids.

As soon as we got inside the club, I noticed some people starting to stare at us.

I guess this makeover really is working.

We walked inside and it was so crowded that I had to hold on to Rosaline's hands as she pushed through the crowd.

We went straight to an empty table and took our seat.

"Would you ladies like anything to drink?"

I turned to see a man behind us with bottles and red cups in front of him pouring all sorts of mixture in them.

He looks good.

I guess he saw that I was just staring at him because he cocked his head to the side, smiled at me and winked.

I blushed.

I know I must look like a tomato right now because I was already wearing blush.

He offered me a cup and I didn't even think about it.

I just grabbed it and downed it all because my nerves were getting the best of me.

"Whoaaaa there sweetheart! I don't want you to get too drunk before you get a chance to enjoy the party!" He said as he looked at Rosaline and I, while Rosaline sat there looking at me with shock written all over her face.

Probably because I downed the drink.

"Do you want to dance?" The gentleman asked.

"Yes!" Rosaline squirmed, looking like she just won a lottery.

"How about you?" The gentleman questioned, most likely because I didn't give him an answer.

"No... I'm fine. You guys go ahead. I will wait here. I don't like dancing." I told him.

"Come find me if you need anything, or just text me and I will come right back." Rosaline said as she grabbed the strange guy's hand and pulled him away towards where a dance floor was set up.

ACE'S P.O.V

My friends and I were sitted on one of the club couches when I saw two ladies walked into the club.

Gosh, they both look sexy, but the one in a red dress caught my attention.

She looks more beautiful.

She had the perfect curves.

Furthermore, she is actually my type.

I kept staring at her, all the while as a man came and gave her and her friend a drink.

Her friend went with the gentleman to go dance and just right there, our eyes met each other.

My heartbeat started to slow down.

Damn!

She is so beautiful.

She looks so out of this world.

The club light of different rainbow colors made her so much beautiful.

My friends stood up and left with the girls they were with, and only I sat looking at the beautiful goddess before my eyes.

But she looked away.

What the fuck!

I thought she was going to come to me because once any girl and I make an eye contact, she will definitely come to me, but this girl looked away or didn't she see me?

Is she playing hard to get?

I decided to reduce my pride and go try my luck with her.

She is too damn beautiful for me to let go just like that!

I walked gently like the gentle man I am to her, but her back was turned, so she didn't see me ...I reached for her arm and touched her.

She swiftly turned and our eyes locked.

She blinked at me one, two, three times and I smiled at her.

"Mind if I sit here with you?" I asked.

I know she can't resist me.

No woman can actually resist me.

She stared at me for a while, probably shocked that the popular Ace Rocco approached her.

"sure." She answered as she adjusted a little bit for me to take a sit.

I sat down and looked at her.

She looks more beautiful when you are closer to her.

"So what's your name, beautiful damsel?" I questioned, trying to start a conversation.

"Scarlet...my name is Scarlett Brendan. How about you? What's your name?"

"Ace." I answered, intentionally leaving off my family name.

She smiled at me and held her hand out as if she wanted to shake hands.

I looked at her hand before locking eyes with her and brought my hand up to shake hers.

I was a little embarrassed when I realized that her hand fit perfectly in mine.

"Nice to meet you, Ace." She said and smiled shyly at me.

"Don't you know me?" I asked, dumbfounded.

I am quite very popular, if not in every part of the world but at least here in Italy.

Even a baby will recognize my face.

But here she is, looking at me like she hasn't seen or heard of me before.

She looked at me with confusion written all over her face.

"No.... Should I?" Her confusion turned to worry.

To be continued