Chapter 8

Okay why is he looking at me like that? I furrow my brows in confusion. This guy is like a mystery puzzle, one minute he's frowning like a brick wall and another minute he's giving you his full attention.
Damien is still standing so close to me. I just shrug and turn to call another cab. I see another cab coming but before I know what's happening Damien grabs my elbow and starts pulling me towards his car.
I gasp in surprise, he just keeps pulling me with is signature blank face. I try to pull my hands off but his grip only gets tighter.
"Damien what are you doing? Leave me alone!" I say glaring at him. He clenches and unclenched his jaw.
Damien still doesn't stop. When we're six feet away from the car o decide that I've had enough.  Grumbling angrily I forcefully pull my hands from his tight grip. "Never pull my hand like that again" Damien raises his brows in confusion and folds his arms. I watch as his hazel eyes stare daggers at me. How can a human being be so hard to talk to?   "By the way why were you pulling my hand huh?, I was trying to call a cab"
"What's the name of the club?" He asks ignoring my question. I frown at him and roll my eyes. I just have to answer
"Nobles"  he raises his brows and suddenly relaxes
"We're going to the club together" he casually says. This guy has got to be kidding me, he can't just expect me to do absolutely what he wants. We're not going anywhere together, he doesn't call the shots.
I fold my arms "what? You and me?, Why?" He groans and rubs his hand through his hair
I watch as a muscle in his jaw twitches. It's almost like he's doing this against his will. He keeps on his blank mask and looks at everyone else but me.
"My best friend Sam owns the club, it's his club opening" he answers checking his wristwatch. OMG, the club belongs to his best friend?
I'm about to say something but the flashing of camera lights startles me. Damien quickly grabs my hand and starts leading me towards the car. I try to ignore the fact that we're currently holding hands. Once we're in the car I look outside and notice that there are paparazzi guys outside the restaurant. I's obvious they're here for us. Damien immediately starts the car and we drive out of the restaurant.
I notice how Damien is focused on the road and how his muscles flex at each turn he takes. We drive in silence for a while until my phone starts ringing. Damien briefly glances my way before turning his focus back to the road. I take my phone from my bag and click receive.
Liza's annoying voice quickly startles me. "hey girlfriend"
"Hi lousy friend" I greet her with a roll of my eyes.
"Whatever, why aren't you at the club yet?"
"I'm on my way, calm down". Liza and I continue talking for about five minutes.
"See you soon" with that I ended the call. Damien then pulls up in front of a very big building, which I guess is the Nobles club. I take off my seatbelt and open the door for myself, Damien also gets out of the car too and we enter the club together. I also notice that there are still some paparazzi guys at the club. I ignore the flashing of cameras  and enter the club.
Once in the club I notice the neon lights and loud music, it is fully packed with people definitely dressed in expensive clothes. The club is beautiful to say the least. It is designed elegantly but also with a street style. Loud music plays on the background and some people are either  dancing, talking or drinking. I scan the room for Liza but I couldn't see her. I follow Damien to what seems like another VIP room in the club. Once in the VIP room and see about four people I don't know. The VIP room is done in such a way that you can see everyone outside everyone outside can't see you.
Everyone in the room is staring at only me and it kinda makes me feel uncomfortable. There are four expensively dressed guys, each of them is smiling widely at me. There is one with a blonde hair, another with a black hair and two with dirty blonde hair.
The one with black hair stands up and rushes to me with a smile on his face. He is almost the same height as Damien and also good looking. He has very nicegreen eyes and very tick eyebrows. He looks oddly farmiliar.
I smile back at him suddenly relaxing. "You must be Francesca and"
"That's right, and you're?..." I trail smiling at him
"Sam Sanders" he replies grinning.
I gasp in surprise "Wow, I knew you looked farmiliar, club tycoon Sanders. I've seen your pictures a few times before" Sam smirks on hearing this
Damien just frowns and mumble "but you didn't seem to know the face of the man you're married to". Sam laughs and playfully Pat's him on the shoulder. I just shrug and roll my eyes.
Sam introduces me to the rest of of the guys. They all seem to be very cool. Chris, John and Fred. I was about to take a sit before I received a text from Liza saying she's still waiting.
I turn to the guys and smile apologetically "sorry guys but my friend is waiting for me, it was nice meeting you guys" Sam nods with a smile while Chris and the others jus nod. I didn't turn to look at Damien as I just turned and walked out.
Once I'm outside I notice how people who saw me coming our from the VIP room looked at me. Some girls looked at me with disdain, I could hear someone saying "ho did she get in the VIP room, no girl ever enters Sam and his friends VIL rooms. Oh, isn't that Francesca Martina?"
I just shrug and look for Liza, I see her at the bar and our eyes immediately meet and she grins at me. Okay, I I don't stop her from drinking, she'll be drunk in thirty minutes.
She's currently putting on a blue knee-length gown. She's on light makeup and I must say she looks beautiful. I smile and hug her once I reach where she's sitting.
"You look gorgeous" Liza says beaming.
"You look gorgeous too" I say smirking.
We start talking about random guys she's going out with when a warm hand rests on my shoulders. I turn to see a blonde average height. He smiles at me then waves his hand.
"Hey, I'm Cole and you are?" He asks
"Anonymous" I simply reply smiling
He raises his brows with a cocky smile "wow, I like the attitude"
I smirk " you have no choice"
He nods at Liza who jus casually smiles at him.
"So you're really not going to tell me your name? I mean I could still you. You're beautiful and very..."
"I think you need spoiling yourself, I say looking him up and down" Don't get me wrong, I don't look down on people but I need to tell him off. He's actually dressed well and looks like someone who's wealthy but he doesn't need to know that.
He's about to say something else when Liza taps me
I turn and see her looking at someone behind me while swallowing hard "Liza he's coming" she says not blinking. I frown and ask "who"
She's about to reply when I turn and see Damien standing beside me. "him" Liza whispers. I roll my eyes. Yeah, thanks for the heads-up
Damien frowns at Cole who is standing there in surprise. Damien turns to look at me and I can see that he's not happy.
When is he ever happy? Yah that's right. He's never happy.
"Come to the VIP room" he simply says
"Why?" I say raises my brows
He frowns but answers anyway "Just come" he says
Liza taps me and whispers "girl just say okay. He's inviting you to the freaking VIP room. Do you know what that means? I wanna go there so I don't care what you do but drop your pride and say okay or I'll never freaking talk to you again" I just roll my eyes at her
Why is he my best friend again?  I inwardly groan. I see some group of girls whispering and blushing at Damien. They point and whisper shyly to themselves. Almost everyone in the room is looking at us.
I'm about to answer Damien when a lady says "Damien, I missed you" turning to look at the source of the voice I see the one and thankfully only Sarah.
Okay this night really just got longer...