Evelyn's POV.
I took some firm steps forward and faced the mirror. With my eyes fixed on my reflection, I loosened the coat, and stared at my body, at the way the bright red lingerie blended with my skin in a way that made me smile.
The look was too pretty to keep, too pretty to hide.
With a heavy sigh expelling from my lips, I wore my coat again and grabbed my car keys firmly, as I prowled outside.
Because of the nature of my job, I had been too serious, too careful, too...busy. I never even had time for men.
It was the reason why I joined tinder; well, if you'd ignore the fact that my best friend and bridesmaid, Amy, forced and begged me for days to create an account there.
It was time to change that, at least for tonight. I needed to be wild, to show the world how good I looked in red lingerie.
The moment I got into my car, some of the servants outside paused, their eyes widening a bit. I could tell that they wondered where I was heading to, especially at that time of the day.
But even I didn't have an answer to that. I just needed to drive. So, I did, as I sped off down the private road, my eyes fixed forward.
I just needed a place, anywhere...to be free.
In comfortable silence, I drove, with so many thoughts ringing through my head.
Minutes passed, and my eyes caught something. It was a sign, a brightly lit one and it read — the secret sins club.
My face creased a little, a question sat on my mind. How come I never noticed it?
Well, it was probably because I didn't care for things like this, until now.
My car came to a stop, as I turned it off, drew my key out, and stepped out. The nightly cool air brushed against the little exposed part of my body, exciting me a little.
Without thinking too much about it, I strode towards the sign, my steps firm and confident.
The moment I stepped in, heavy and loud music floated around me, as the scents of expensive cologne and sweats and other bodily fluids that I didn't want to think of, whiffed into my nose.
My eyes darted around, and I could tell that the people here were people of the high class.
Well, it was a club on the billionaires' row street in Manhattan. It was expected.
My eyes settled on the bartender, and I found myself moving towards him. "Hi, give me your best drink."
He eyed me for a few seconds, before he gave a quick nod, immediately swinging into action.
"Pre-wedding enjoyment?" He corked a brow, as he slid a glass towards me.
I rolled my eyes a little. Of course, he knew me. I didn't reply, I just gave a small nod.
"Congratulations. Your marriage is—"
"I need another." I interrupted firmly, and he got the memo. He made me another glass.
And another.
And another, until my chest felt lighter and the noise in my head, louder than the awful music here, quieted.
It was time to dance.
I stumbled off the high stool, murmured a few words to the bartender to protect my bag, as I staggered towards the dancefloor.
My body started moving, twirling as I followed the waves of the music. Warmth crept up to my face, as a satisfied smile appeared on my face.
I felt good. The awful music started making me feel...funny, as I loosened the coat, allowing a good part of my lingerie show. I held my hair, threw my head back, and moved my body slowly, seductively, in a way that I never did.
Suddenly, a hand touched my lower back. It was slow, and deliberate. My head snapped up, as I turned sharply to see who it was.
"Y-you are...fuck, you're sexy," a man slurred. He was a drunk mess.
"Fuck off!" I cursed, as I staggered away from him. But the man followed me, as he made another attempt to touch me, but I threw his hand aside, raising my voice a little. "I don't want to dance with you! Leave me!"
He tried again, and again, until it started attracting some attention to us.
I dropped my hair, so it properly framed my face. Even though the lights were so dimmed, I didn't want anyone else to recognise me.
"I just want you and—" His words got cut short, as two tall men came out of nowhere, gripped the man and thrashed him aside.
People gasped, and moved away, as the men moved in practised moves. They beat him up, and made sure he was thrown out.
"I can see everyone is having a great time!" The DJ screamed into the microphone, cutting through the hall.
I breathed, slowly, and swallowed. Soon, the men strolled towards me.
"Are you good?" One of them said softly.
"Let's take you aside." The other added, and their firm hold guided me towards a part of the club that was more quiet and brighter.
That was when I saw their faces. They looked like they were the same person, but...different. The first one had blue eyes, painfully similar to Ethan's, his jaw was sharp, his lips curved in a way that made me squirm inwardly.
The second had brighter, amber eyes that held a depth that made me curious. He was slightly taller, leaner, and his gaze made my legs shake a little.
"You're...staring." The blue eyed beauty cut through my thoughts, and I dropped my head.
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"What's your name? My name is Dominic and this is my twin brother, Lucas."
My eyes widened a little, as my lips parted. They didn't know who I was? How exciting was that? This was the first time that I was experiencing that in a long time and it felt...refreshing.
"Veronica," I lied in a low and steady tone. That was the fake name that I used to use in college. "I'm Veronica."
"Okay," Lucas took a step closer, his eyes not leaving mine. "How can we help you? Do you want to go home or-"
"No." It came faster and sharper than I intended. "I'm fine. I just...I want to be kissed by the both of you...right now." My shoulders squared a little in confidence, as I raised my head, still holding their gaze.
It was sudden, but it was the first thought that came to my head the moment their eyes locked on mine.
They exchanged a glance, before their eyes narrowed, as they took another sure step closer to me. Their scents rolled into my nose; expensive, strong and clean. Just the way I liked it.
"That's...shocking." Lucas replied, his tone not giving anything away.
"We can take you home. You're a bit tipsy." Dominic responded, but a small smirk tugged at the side of his lip.
"No." I stepped away from them, and slipped the coat off my body, revealing my see-through lingerie. "I know what I'm talking about. I want you two right now."
Their eyes fell from mine, as they roamed around my body. Lucas's settled on the swell of my chest, while Dominic's went below.
Heat coursed through me, as their gazes held me in place. By the time they looked back at me, their eyes were darker and heavier.
"Fuck it." Lucas gripped my neck, as he smashed his lips against mine.
Dominic slightly pushed me backwards so I was resting against the wall, before he raised my right leg up, his mouth instantly licking my wetness off.
My head fell back, as my eyes went shut. My lips parted involuntarily, as I moaned. Lucas slipped his hands through the net, gripping my boobs, as he slowly rubbed at my hard nipples.
My moans grew louder, as Dominic slipped a finger inside me, coupled with the way his tongue was flickering over my clit.
As I was getting the satisfaction that Ethan never managed to give me, a slow, overwhelming excitement surged through me, spreading through my body and settling deep inside my chest.
I felt new and different, like something in me had finally awakened after being ignored for far too long.
This was meant to be only a one-time experience, just this night, just this moment for myself, claimed by the men whose hands and mouths moved over me, as though they were worshipping every inch of my body.
And in that moment, I knew it would become the best night of my life, unforgettable no matter what came after.