Bullied To Love novel Chapter 15

We arrive at my house shortly after our conversation. I walk straight inside to my room to change while he waits for me in the living room.

I change from my office suit into a black gown that stops before my knees with a wide v-neckline showing a little of my cleavage but not too much. As soon as I am done I walk downstairs.

“I am ready, we can go,” I say, walking into the living room. Enzo does not say anything for a while. He looks lost in his thoughts, and I start to think maybe I look bad.

“Enzo!” I say trying to bring him back to earth.

“Yes, Yes,” He says speaking like he was caught doing something wrong.

“I said I am ready.”

“Oh, yes, let’s get going then,” he says walking out of the door faster than normal.

I give him Joan’s address as we step outside and get into his car to be on our way.

We arrive shortly after and I wave Enzo goodbye before entering Joan’s house. I walk up to her doorstep and ring the bell. I wait for her to answer the door. Joan opens the door after the bell rings three times.

“You came! I am so happy; I can’t wait to have fun tonight, and you look amazing” she says smiling, while pulling me into her house.

“Thank you,” I say walking into her house.

I must say her place is charming and homey. We take the stairs to her room. Her room is beautiful with a queen size bed on the left with two side tables, two doors which I am guessing are her closet and bathroom.

By 7:50p.m. she is done dressing and doing our makeup. I did not do my makeup at home because I did not want to keep Enzo waiting for long. Joan is wearing a black leather skirt with a white top and leather boots. We walk downstairs to take Joan’s car to the club.

We get to the club by 8:00p.m. Luckily for us, Joan knows someone, so we did not have to stand in line. We just walked in with Joan's friends, who are people from work.

We take a seat in the far corner of the club. Joan orders drinks for us as that is something I know nothing about. I hope she does not give me something I can't handle. I am taking a sip of my drink when a guy with brown hair and a sexy body—but not as sexy as Enzo, and why do I have to always compare every man to him ahhh!—walks up to me with a big friendly smile on his face. 'I must say he is handsome, though.’

"Hi, I am Chris, do you mind if I join you?" he says, giving me his hand to shake.

“Hello, I am Katherine, no I don't mind at all," I say, shaking his hand so as not to seem rude even though I clearly don’t know who he is.

"I work for the same company with you and Joan, but in the marketing department."

"Oh, that’s nice."

We continue talking and getting to know each other. I must say he is a fun person to talk to. He even asks me to dance, which I gladly say yes to.

We are on the dance floor, when I feel his hands finding their way around my waist. At any other time I would break his hands before he feels my skin, but tonight I am going to have fun and do things I don’t normally do. Before Chris's hands go around my waist entirely I hear bone cracking behind me. I turn around to see Enzo beating up Chris. 'Oh my God, what is he doing here? Why is he beating up Chris? I have to do something before he kills Chris!'