My Highness

ELENA'S POV;

There was a book on her desk, like a diary. As she zipped up her dress in front of me. She noticed I was staring at her diary and while I was expecting that she was going to be vexed at that, she instead, took it and placed it in my hand. My eyes widened at her actions. She just placed a lifetime of secrets in my hands. Why would she do that?

"I don't understand either, but I trust you. I just see Brianne so much in you and can't not see her. She knew everything about me. My life doesn't have to be a secret to you anymore because I count us as friends." She stated and I cocked a shocked brow. Friends? I'd never ever had friends before. I'd never and her words struck me in ways that I didn't understand. I don't know why but tears filled my eyes knowing that I had a friend. I looked at her and smiled. She didn't seem like the type of person to open up to anyone at all. "I'm not the open type. But everything about you is different. I just feel a deep connection between the both of us and hope that we move for the best no matter what." She stated and I didn't say anything, I just held the diary and was more than grateful that she chose to reveal a huge part of her life to me.

When we got back into her car, I made sure that I kept her diary in my purse. She started the car and drove to the club. When we arrived there, she gave the tickets to the bouncer before we entered. Then after that, the next phase was the dancers. I recognized this club.

"You brought us to Antonio's club?!" I yelled over the loud music and she nodded.

"It's the best in the city!" She said and began to dance. "Woo! C'mon, be free. It's what you've always wanted isn't it?!" She yelled and continued to dance. I was really shy out here.

The last time I danced... something had definitely come over me because I wasn't that bold just because I danced. I only watched as she danced and just moved my head to the beat, trying to find somewhere to sit my ass. I think at this point I'd probably have a drink. While Jessie continued to dance, I stalked towards the bar, making my way through the crowd of drunk sweaty teenagers and adults.

Finally, I got to the bar table and sat on one of the chairs. I glanced to my left and noticed a couple kissing. I squinted my eyes because I was completely unsure of what I was seeing. The guy's face sort of looked familiar...but I wasn't ready to even rack my brain at the moment. I faced the bartender and placed my order. I didn't understand why it just had to be something alcoholic that I ordered. Perhaps I wanted to try something different from what I was familiar with. I took the glass and gulped the content in one goal. I nearly shut my eyes at the bitter taste and the burn in my throat. I was really risking a lot of things today. I downed more alcohol, and knowing I had never taken alcohol that strong before, at the fifth cup, I was seeing two things at a time..

My head was spinning and could barely think. I was so so hot and just wanted to do anything to ease myself. The bartender only looked at me weird, probably trying to see if I was drunk or not. Well i fucking was. I got down from the chair and decided to join the dance crew. I thought I caught the glimpse of a familiar face at the VIP seat. But it was probably a figment of my imagination. At this point, nothing else mattered to me. I didn't care about the world or what anyone would think. There were bodies unintentionally rubbing against me but that was the vibe. That was the freedom. The feeling of being able to do anything without any restrictions was more than appealing to me. I couldn't help myself...drowned in the music. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

I moved my body to the rhythm of the music. My hips swaying from side to side. Men I'd never felt so free in my life. All the times that I'd been chained, I never knew what real freedom felt like. Now I know. My ass jiggled as I moved. My dress kept going up, almost at my butt, but I really didn't care. I wasn't flashing anyone, my skin just glistened with sweat. Then we had the DJ changing the songs while they all brought another kind of vibe. Cardi B's song played and all the girls were on their partners.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my body. The alcohol was really not allowing me to think straight as a strong masculine hand stroked my thighs. I would have moaned Antonio's name if not for the fact that I knew, this wasn't Antonio. But I didn't move, I didn't turn. The song and alcohol were working their chemistry on me. I needed all the attention that I could get. So when this figure brought me closer to himself I didn't protest...I wanted more. His hands were on my waist, tracing my thighs. Why did they feel so much like Antonio's fingers? What was this alcohol doing to me? I tried to look down because now those hands were in between my thighs, but his other hand caught my chin and lifted my head. I breathed in, out of the fact that I was really horny at the moment and I tried to inhale my whimper but I couldn't, especially when his hands were going deeper into my thighs. My breathing was more frequent now.

I wasn't wearing anything underneath and I really needed the ache in my core to...oh. His finger grazed my heat. What the fuck was Antonio doing here? I was expecting that he would complain or something...I thought he would be angry but here he was...doing things to me. He moved my hips back against him and I gasped when I felt 'him'. With his hand still on my chin he kissed my neck. The heat of his breath sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to turn so I could touch him but he made me stand still. His hands continued to trace my legs and I was kind of getting frustrated because I felt like he was teasing me or something, but I was dripping wet. I was always dripping wet for Antonio. I never understood how he managed to do it, but I always wanted him, anytime we were this close.