Chapter 3 - Ocean Blue Eyes

Natalia's POV :

We got into Marjan's car and five minutes later Marjan parked the car behind an abandoned building.

"Take all your stuff and change quickly before anyone comes here." Marjan turned off the lights of the car.

Yeah, we were not going to a club dressing like this.

"We're really insane!" I laughed.

"Hell, it was so easy to fool your granny!" Reema laughed.

"Stop talking and change quickly!" Marjan whispered-shouted.

I slipped into a black spaghetti straps short top, its sweetheart neckline made my breasts more prominent and revealed half of my stomach and belly button; a black skirt which just reached my mid thigh and black net stockings. I applied mascara, winged black eyeliner and matt brick colored lipstick. I completed my outfit with black stilettos and black leather jacket and let my half curled hair free.

Reema put on a long sleeved, v-necked white glittery short party dress with brown stilettos, applied black eyeliner and red matt lipstick. Her short hair was shoved back through some black clips.

Marjan threw herself into a long sleeved, square-necked golden fringe dress that reached her mid thigh with matching heels. She made smokey eyes, applied maroon matt lipstick and let her straighten hair fall on her back. Reema applied some glitter on our cheeks, eyes and necks.

"If granny catches us like this... " Marjan smirked.

"I'm sure she would have a heart attack immediately." I laugh as well as Reema and Marjan join.

Ten minutes later a club came into view. It was a big black coloured building that was almost invisible, only on the top of the building had written Cimitero with big giant words that were illuminating with red lights. The 'O' was a flaming skull and the 'I 's are skeleton which made the whole building look more scary.

"What does that even mean?"

"That means the cemetery in English. People say that the owner is from Italy." Marjan explained.

The whole area was dark and calm, very few lights were on. It was more like a graveyard than a night club.

"What a freaking weird name! Is it a club or graveyard?" I laughed awkwardly.

"It looks like some horror film's shooting set!" Reema chuckled.

"I don't wanna go inside!" I threw my hands up.

"Come on, Natalia! I've come here twice and there're a lots of people dancing, drinking and f*ck*ng inside! You're judging a club by its cover?" Marjan laughed .

"It's judging a book by its cover b*tch." Reema rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, same things." Marjan shrugged.

Two intimidating looking bulky men around six feet in black suits were standing in front of the large black wooden door. I was d*mn sure they were not from here. They checked our ID and let us get inside.

Inside the club everything was black due to neon lights. Smells of alcohol and weeds hit my nostril and made my stomach knot immediately. People were dancing on the dance floor, laughing, drinking and flirting. Bartenders were serving drinks continuously without any break. There was a staircase on the left corner of the room that led to the VIP section upstairs. On top of the stairs, there were two guards standing all in black.

"We can't get into the VIP section. I've heard that there are many stripers and many private rooms for intimacy." Marjan spoke a bit loud through the blasting music.

"Girls let's go to the bar and try something." Marjan clapped her hand together.

"Yeah! Let's go! " Reema cheered.

"What if mom and granny smell alcohol on me?" I shook my head.

"I brought three toothbrushes and toothpaste with me." Marjan gave us a mischief smile.

"God! Marjan, you're really something!" Reema chuckled.

We walked towards the bar. There were now a few people because everyone was busy dancing on the dance floor. A handsome looking bartender with brown hair and grey eyes came toward us.

"Hey s*xy ladies! What can I get for you?" He asked with a mischief smile.

"Three tequila shots for us." Marjan ordered with a shy smile.

"Is it also awful? " I asked Marjan stupidly.

"Looks like it's your first time in a bar." The bartender smirked.

"Yeah, you can say that." I gave him a tight smile.

"That makes sense." He chuckled. "Wait a minute, I'm giving you something so cool."

The bartender took three glasses and started pouring a bottle of whiskey then passed them to us with a charming smile.

We had a great conversation with the bartender and an awful experience with the alcohol. He was quite friendly and charming. He told us about his county, culture, family and traditions. His mother was Bengali and his father was Afghani. They fell in love and got married. So he often used to come here before he settled down here.

Now, I was standing confused in the middle of the dance floor with my two crazy friends who're dancing like frogs. I was feeling shy at first but then both of them encouraged me and the alcohol did it's magic.

I swayed my hip and shook my whole body with the rhythm of the music. I was feeling like I was in another universe. Reema and Marjan start screaming when I roll my hip.

I was moving my body like a shameless horny high school girl. I was so confused about myself but at the same time I was enjoying that moment and I wanted to enjoy every moment right then. An euphoric shiver ran down my spine. It felt like I was floating on the cloud.

"Talia has a s*xy hidden talent inside of her." Marjan giggled.

"Such a hot, s*xy dancer and we didn't even know until today." Reema laughed.

I started giggling at their comments.

But suddenly I felt like I was being watched. I looked around but everybody was busy dancing and drinking, who would look at me. I mentally laughed and tried to brush it off. But anxiety was swallowing me.

A cold shiver ran down my spine and my heartbeat stopped when I looked over Reema's shoulder.

Someone was really watching me.

He was standing on the balcony of the VIP section with a glazing glass of alcohol one hand, other in his black slacks pocket and watching me with those mesmerizing ocean-blue eyes.

His black t-shirt tightly hugged his body, enabling his muscles and arms to contrast and bulge. He was watching me without blinking nor shifting his eyes elsewhere, not even drinking from the glass. He was still like a statue, plump pink lips slightly parted and sharp jaws clenched.

His dark hair was messy like he ran his big tattooed hand over it many times. I stopped dancing while the song ended.

I was feeling as if everything stopped beside me and my heart was hammering inside my ribcage.

"Natalia!"

I was so engrossed by the man that I hadn't heard anything of my friends were talking about.

I was possessed, possessed by his unreal and devilish beauty.

"We have to go now! Delilah is here with Amrin and Sima. Fardinn and his friends are also here!" Marjan spoke urgently.

That was it. It pulled me out of the hallucination.

"What?! Did they find out we're here?!" My mouth was hung open.

"We're not sure. But we have to leave now." Reema uttered.

"Yeah, let's go!"

I looked at the stranger from the corner of my eyes while talking to them, still in the same position, no blink, no movement, not a hair out of place, even holding the glass like before.

He was very tall and huge. For some reason he looked very dangerous and scary. The more I kept gazing into those ocean-blue eyes, the more he seemed to enjoy it.

We were almost close to the exit when I felt like looking there one last time. I snapped my head to the VIP section's balcony and widened my eyes to see him in that same place, same position like he was a living statue. His mesmerizing eyes were still on me.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and I gasped loudly.

"Woah, it's me Natalia!" Reema chuckled.

I quickly turned to the stranger but my heartbeat stopped again because for the first time I was seeing a movement.

A small sinister smirk lifted up the side of his mouth while his cold blue eyes were telling me something.

And it was a vow. A vow of a predator to hunt down it's prey, no matter what.