"Hon, its almost midnight. Lets go out."

"Do you see a thick ass folder on my desk are or you just blind?"

"Niki, you've been doing this since the first thing this morning," Jadon stated. "The only break you've had was your meeting. Take more then that break."

"I dont have time for breaks," I said, without looking up. "But thanks for worrying."

Going back to my work, I'm too deep into it when Vannessa grabs it and throws it out the window. I wanted to yell at her and cuss her out, but I actually needed this break. But still. Thoes were very important papers but then yet again, I had a digal copy.

"We're going clubbing and you're getting laid." She demanded.

"Anything else?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.

"And you can fire me in the morning."

"I'm not firing you," I said, standing. "But i'm not going."

"But why," Jadon asked. "We havent hunged out since you gotten the company."

"My only excuse is that I dont have a dress," I said as Vannessa grabs my things. "Besides that, I'd go dirking and getting laid because Lord knows I need it."

"Babe, I have a killer dress that's made for you." Vannessa said as we all walked towards the elevator.

"Okay, then. Are we going to your place?" I asked as we walked into the elevator and pressed the lobby button.

"We'll go to my sister Grace's place. She's a huge fan of you and made you the dress."

"Wow."

Many people would be shocked to know that I have friends. I dont have many but I have friends who also happens to be my employees. Vannessa and Jadon. No matter how much they'll annoy me, I still love them. I'd lose the company if it ment that their lives were in danger and needed to be saved. That's how much I love them.

Taking my car, Vannessa puts her sister's address into my GPS system. While I drove, she had played some Cardi B. I didnt care too much for the song, but the beat was listenable, so I kept it on.

Pulling up to the house, we all piled out. Walking up to the door. Jenny called me. I was surprised because she had clocked out hours before so why was she still working?

"Clocking out means no working, if you didnt know." I answered as Vannessa knocked on the door.

"Mr. Donavan's PA Ariana had called saying that he wants a meeting on redoing the contract."

"The last time Mr. donavan wanted a meeting was to get in my pants. So, tell Ariana she'll get the meeting when I'm dead."

"Niki, Joe Donvan doesnt own Donvan Enterprise, remember?" She asked as Colten flooded my mind.

"Look. I'm busy right now but I guess you could set it up."

"Alright," She yawned. "See you tomorrow."

"Goodnight."

Turning back to the door, it opens and with one look at me, Grace screams.

"Oh my God," She gasped. "Come in."

"Um, thank you."

Entering the house, I could say that the place looks really good. She had different madels on the walls and pieces of freabrics all over. The one picture that stood out was a picture of me. The first photoshoot I had when the company was given to me. White croptop, suit pants, and heeled boots. That day I felt hot, sexy, and powerful.

"I'm such a huge fan of you," Grace said, shaking my hand. "You're statement at the press conference with all that happened with Joe Donvan was so iconic."

"Thank you." I said, very grateful.

"We are going clubbing and Niki needs the dress." Vannessa explained.

"Oh yes," Grace said, walking off. "Follow me."

Following Grace through the house, she leads us through her home. Getting into a smi- small room, there's a bunch of newspaper clippings of my interviews and photos all over. It would be creepy if this girl didnt have a reason to why she was a huge fan.

Anyway, in the center of the room was the dress. It was short and sexy. Hell, it was the deffention of those words. If you were to ask me, this dress would be hella expensive. That's how good this dress looed.

"How long did this take?" I asked, as Grace gentle took it off the stand.

"Ever since you were given Antonelli Enterprise." She said, handing me the dress.

"Niki, hurry up and put it on so we can go." Vannessa said, walkin in with Jadon fully dressed.

"I'm not even going to ask," I said, shaking my head. "Do you have a room I can change in?"

"You can change in my room," Grace said, guiding me there. "It's the only bedroom in the house."

"Thank yo."

After showing me to the room and left me alone, I got undress. Not wanting to rip the dress, I actually had to take if off serval times. Wanting to give up my phone dinged from a notification. Already curious, I look into and oh.. my..God.

Calling out the ladies. Mr. Colten Donavan, the sexist man alive, and the owner of Donavan Enterprise, is at S.D.C. club. Hurry up and go before the building gets filled up!

Read this heading, the wanting to go to SDC grew more and more. This is, I needed to take a break from everything including him.

Turning my phone off, I worked on my dress, and successfully got it on. Taking a look in the mirror next to me, I couldnt help but do a 360.

God, I look hot!

"Okay, we can go know," I said, walking into the livingroom.

"Ooh, girl," Jadon said, snapping his fingers. "You are the definition of hot and sexy."

"I feel it too." I said as Vannessa comes in with hopp earring, a matching purse, and sexy heels.

"Grace has to go to work early, so she went to bed," She said, handing me the items. "But she did say that you have always inspire her and she dreams of becoming you one day."

"Well, when she wakes up, tell her that I appreciate everything." I said, putting everything on.

"Okay," Jadon stated. "Are we done now?"

"Yes."

Climbing back inside the car, we head over to a club. Letting Vannessa chose a club, she puts the address into the GPS. Following the directions, I relize that I haven't been to this club. Is it new? If so, why haven't I heard of it?

Shrugging it off, I park in valet and immedenlty, everyone starts screaming once we all climb out. Now, dont get me wrong. I love the attention, but I've never gotten this much from just going to a club.

"Ms. Antonelli! Ms. Antonelli!" Reporters yell.

"And you guys wanted to come," I said as a group of huge muscular guys push them away. "Lets just go."

"No," Vannessa said, grabbing my arm. "I already gave the valate driver the keys."

"Fine," I sigh as we walked in. "But I sware. If a reporter asks me any questions, we're leaving."

"Whatever."

Walking in, the scenery was blamed. It wasnt giving a nice, hot, sexy clubbing vibe. Maybe becasue we got here early? But there was a long line that almost went down the street. Waiting to see if anything else would change, we just sat down. While waiting, I had restarted my phone from shutting it off, a girl in a short dress that you could see her ass, walked up. Not wanting to make eye contact with her, she sat next to me me.

"You must be new here."

"And you must not know who I am." I stated, already pissed.

"Of course I know you," She said, twirling her hair. "You're known throughout this club."

"Ha," I laughed. "This is a blended place and shouldnt even be called a clun."

"Oh, love," She said, standing up. "There's six floors and this floor is for people who are poor and can only pay ten dollars."

"Well, then," I said, standing up, causing both Vannessa and Jadon to stand. "Show us the way."

"Alrighty then."

Following theslutty girl, she leads us to an old, untrusted, elevator. Climbing in, she pressed the fifth floor. On the ride, it went slow and I just knew that the elevator would stop. When we got to the fourth floor, the ride got a little easier and faster. As the doors opened, the girl looked at me, but gave both Vannessa and Jadon a look that I ould slap off her.

"It's six hundred dollars for them to get in." She said, as we walked out.

"You know, it wouldve been very nice if you mentioned that before hand," I said as we got up to a small gate. "I hate dealing with bitches who forget to mention important shit.

"Um. Well-" She said, before she was interrupted by a girl who had heels that could snap her ankles.

"He said to let them in," She said, opening the gate. "All of them including her friends."

"So, he really wants to lose money?" Slutty girl asked, as we all walked through.

"I'm so sorry for Ally. She never follows shit to save her life," She said, as my phone blows up. "But anyways. My name is Star."

"This is Vannessa and Jadon and I assume you already know who I am."

"Of course," She said, pointhing at the bar. "All drinks are on the house. Once you're all drucnked up, go through that door and a man will take you to Mr. Salvador."

"And I'll aussum that I wont know why I'm here until I see him?" I asked as both Vannessa and Jadon walked off.

"Correct."

"Alright," I sighed. "Well, I'll go tell my firends and I'll head up."

"Okay."

Departing, I walk towards the bar, when my phone blows up like crazy. Pulling out to see what it was, just reading the heading said it all:

Colten Donvanan is off the market... or is her?

Just twenty five minutes after Mr. Donavan was spotted entering his club, Ms. Niki Antonelli walked in! Are the two in a relationship?

Reading and rereading, my heart beats fast with mixed emotions. The fact that he's here excites me, but I needed a break from him. Thinking about it more, if this is Colten's club, then why does this Mr. Salavordor wants to see me?

"Girl, I'm throwing that phone if you don't get off of it," Vannessa said, swaying her hips to the music with a glass in her hand. "The drinks are free."

"I know and I have to talk to someone."

"Why," she whined. "You're off the clock."

"Yeah but it was this guy who let you and Jaydon in free."

"Ah," she groaned. "Fine but I'm finding you a guy that can get laid from."

"Whatever."

Following Star's directions, I walk to the door where a brad man is standing. With one look, he grabs his walkie:

Do I let her in, sir?"

"Is she standing in front of you?" a man asked.

"Yes sir."

"Then let her in," he said. "Bring her up here."

"Yes sir."

Without saying a word, the man opens the door, lets me in first, closes the door, then walks in front of me, leading me to Mr. Salavdor. Walking down the hall, we pasted many rooms that had private proformances, girls giving lap dances and a BDMS room that was in season. Finally getting to the only closed door, the man put a code in, placed his hand on the keypad and said a code word:

Sara.

Whoever this Mr. Salavdor is, he has a very tight secty system.

Walking in, there was blood everywhere with a completely beaten up man on the ground. Getting a closer look, both Star and Ally were on the couches. Looking up from their phones, Star gave me a warm smile while Ally gave me a eye roll. Sighing, I felt strong hands snaking up my tight. Clearly pissed off, I turned around so fast, about to punch this fucker when I realize who it was.

"Someone's a little pissed off."

"Colten," I breathed. "You're a Don-"

Before I could finish, Colten crushed his lips over mine. See, I've been kissed by a lot of guys, but none of them had the effect that he has on me. My legs was feeling weak and I felt hot all over. God, this man could kiss and I wanted him, but sadly, he pulled back.

"Everyone," he breathed, laying his forehead on mine with his eyes closed. "Out."

"There's a room for this." Star stated.

"Ally, I won't say it again."

"Okay," Star stood up. "I dont know what that kiss did to you but I think it took your memery away because I'm Star."

"I'm sorry." he said, looking away as everyone walked out.

When it was just the both of us, I wanted nothing but this man to pound me. Just as if I had said it out loud, he backed me up against his desk and kissed me. Wanting fight the urge, I pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. Finding the vibration of his growl, I spread my legs to let him in. Moving to my neck, he tried to rip my dress and thats when I pushed him back.

"I can buy you that same dress, Kiki." Colten laughed.

"No thank you," I said, trying to catch my breath. "I fucking hate you."

"Saids the girl who kissed me back," he said, feeling his lips. "Fuck woman."

"Fuck you." I said, fiing my dress.

"Why'd you think I had you on my desk," he said, struggling to unbutton his shirt. "Just to share at you?"

"I don't know why you wanted to see me," I said, jumping down from the desk and my way toward him to unbutton his shirt. "But I'm here now, so talk."

Saying this without looking up and being extremely focused on unbuttoning his shirt, I wanted something. It was him of course, but there was something else. Something I never got as a child. SOmething my parents never gave me. I wanted to be wanted. And I wanted Colten Donavan to want me.

(Oh jezz. Do not go weak, Niki. Do not give in. It's not who you are and it'll never be.)

I've dated guys before. In highschool, to be exacte. Actually, I wasnt the type of girl that I am now. It was my ex boyfriend who changed me. Abel was his name. Yes. I loved that boy like crazy, but I was so blind to see that it was all a lie and a game. He broke me. That's when I promised myself that I'll never get into any kind of relationship and with Colten. Well, he makes it hard.

"You're showing your colors, my love," Colten said, brushing his lips against my ear. "Is this what the real Niki looks like under all that power?"

"I hate having to be asked things twice," I said, pulling away. "What do you want?"

"To deuccse business," he said, walking behind me to his desk. "After all, arent we business partners?"

"Not after I cut Donavan out of the contract." I said, sitting in the chair in front of his desk.

"Yeah. Well, according to my assistant, she claims that wasnt the best choice."

"How can you blame me? Your father was the one who wanted to get into my pants."

"And I'm glad that you turned him down," Colten said, walking toward a room. "But that contract breakage was his fault. Not mine."

"I'm aware of that," I said, standing up and walked around. "And I'm also aware that your assistant wants a meeting about the renewal of the contract in the morning."

"And that's why we're having one now," he said, from the room. "I have something... important to do in the morning."

And as your business partner, am I given a reason?" I asked, spotting a picture of Colten and a little girl smiling.

"Tomorrow's Saturday," he said. "I've broken my promise... more than six times to hang out with her. She doesnt know but I'm taking her out tomorrow."

"Oh," I said, noticing the similarity between the girl and Colten. "She his your eyes. Is this your sister?"

"No," he said, taking the picture. "She's the best mistake I could ever have."

Letting his response sink in, I finally relize the meaning to the club name. There's been ,any articles about how Colten build this club on his own and many times, tore it down just to get it right. The club means something to him. Something that has to do with this girl, but who is she?

"You named the club after her." I said, connecting the dots.

"S.D. Club. Sara Donavan," he answered. "The daughter that no one know I have and wish to keep it that way."

"But you just told me." I said as he gently sat the picture down.

"Becasue Ms. Antonelli," he stated. "We're business partners after all."