The VIP doors of Neravalle swung open, revealing bodies pressed together like sandwiches, sweating through every pores on their body as they danced like tomorrow would never come.
Disco lights flashed across the dimly lit room, painting the room dark and sinful, unlike the walls of Neravalle itself.
And the bass from the music thumped so heavily, the ground beneath them shook.
Luciano, draped in a dark oversized suit matching his dangling cross earring, with button opened to reveal tattoos that served as sleeves, walked into the club.
Vittorio in his usual old fashion sleeves with a vest on, walked arm in arm beside him.
The music didn't stop, neither did it slow down. No one even moved, but something shifted in the presence of the Luce Nera.
Enough for heads to look up as he walked the staircase that led to his VIP section.
The women whispered between themselves, despite the loudness of the music, and giggled.
The men pretended not to look, but deep down, were in awe of the man he was.
"LuceNera!"
Luciano looked up on hearing his name from that voice that sounded like death knocking on a door to others, but music to his ears.
He smiled when he saw Salvatore saluting.
"ManoRosa!" He laughed, pulling him in for a hug.
"I'm not a happy man, Luce." Salvatore pouted when they separated.
"Haven't found a woman to plunge your sword in yet?" Vittorio rolled his eyes, as he picked up a small bottle of whiskey from the table, and snapped it open with just the tip of his fingers.
"Not that, fratello. Not that—" he looked around, but paused when his gaze spotted just who he was searching for. He nudged, and the two boys came running. "This," he said as they arrived.
"Luce!" Marcello quickly bowed on seeing Luciano, and then saluted Vittorio.
"Come here–" Luciano laughed, as he pulled him closer. "Looks like you grew two more inches, no?" He pressed a playful knock on his head, before pulling him away again.
Elio frowned.
"Look at the little one being jealous that the boss is sharing his affection. Don't be a Judas, Elio," Salvatore kissed his teeth.
Luciano chuckled deeply, enjoying every moment with his boys.
"Luce, before I forget, this one–" he pointed to Marcello. "He almost ruined the mission for me. Two large titties dangled in his face, and the ant couldn't even finish. Do not send the boy with me anymore."
Elio laughed out the loudest. "No way Marcel! You pussy!"
Marcello covered his face in shame, as a blush crept all over it.
"I'm guessing the woman dangling her titties was Diana? Was that before or after she found out you were there to–" he whistled, and gestured a slit throat with his finger. "Her husband?" Vittorio asked.
"Vitto, her husband's body was drowning in a pull of his own blood right next to her, but her gaze was fixed on this one's dick. These older puttana's love the young boys, fratello. I know Elio in that position would score! You're a disappointment, Marcel."
"In my defence—"
"Shut it. You already fucked up. But don't call the woman a whore. If I had to deal with a man like Vladimir, I too would throw myself at anyone." Luciano came to the poor woman's defense.
"But not at me? Forgive me boss, but lord knows my mouth would have been so filled with those giant balloons, I would have forgotten the stipulated time to return to Neravalle."
"Stupido!" Luciano cursed, and they all barked with laughter.
"Speaking of large titties," Elio said, and nudged his head towards the other end of the section.
Salvatore whistled. "Look at what the cat dragged in. What a woman!"
Luciano and Vittorio exchanged quick glances, and then stepped away from the other boys to talk briefly.
"Did you know Eva was coming?" Luciano questioned Vittorio.
"We knew she would be coming sometime next week, but not today. I think something has to be up for her to be here right now."
"Hmmm," he stroked his chin. "It has to be about the girls right? Have they started preparing to leave?"
"Elio said he stopped by their room and told them the news about their stories matching. So yeah, they should be getting ready to leave."
"Alright," he nodded. "I'll go find out what Eva wants. Do me a solid and keep an eye out for the description I gave you before."
"Will do."
As Luciano walked over to the other side of the section, Daniela who had walked in with Aurora, but paused to mingle with their friends in the crowd, followed him with their gaze.
"Are you really sure the girls are leaving tonight?" Daniela asked, dancing to the music with her eyes still following Luciano.
"Yep, Elio confirmed it to me. They're packing as we speak. So you have nothing to worry about anymore!" She screamed into her ears, and then pumped her fist into the air as the music took control of her.
Daniela's head snapped towards Aurora, as her gaze hardened. "What makes you think I was worried before?" She screamed back.
"What?" Aurora leaned so close, their bodies were practically mashed together.
"What makes you think I'm worried?"
"Oh!" She shrugged. "Because the girl is gorgeous, and American. She's the type of pretty to steal any man. My brother included."
Daniela's frown deepened, as her nose wriggled as if something stunk. "Stupid, airhead bitch!" She cursed Aurora in her head.
"What? Don't get all mushy and sad! Dance, because your possible rival is leaving!" Aurora grabbed her hand, and tried to get her to dance.
She faked laughter, allowing her to hold her hand, but deep down, her disgust burned.
"Oh I see where Luciano is headed. Eva is around it seems!"
Daniela looked behind, and the first thing she saw when she lifted her gaze was huge titties damn near breaking out of the tube top the woman was wearing.
"That bitch never seems to have clothes her size!" She said to Aurora.
"Because they simply don't make any clothes the size of the humongous breasts!" Aurora replied, and they burst out laughing in sync.
"What do you think she's around for though?" Her brow furrowed.
"Who cares, Danny? She isn't a threat, so you don't even have to be worried about her. Let's dance!"
She let go of Daniela, and turned to their other group of friends who were actually interested in utilizing the club the way it should be utilized.
However Daniela remained with her gaze looking up.
And as if Eva sensed someone was staring, she took a brief glance down.
When she saw Daniela, it was the same moment Luciano stopped in front of her.
With her gaze still on Daniela, she quickly moved in, pressing her heavy breast against his chest as she hugged him.
"I've missed you, Luce," she said, knowing fully well, Daniela was staring, and reading her lips.
"Bitch!" Daniela cracked her knuckles.