Chapter 111: Three Possesive Knights

Ivy’s pov

All three of them were here?

Color me surprised.

The pulsing bass of the music and the heat of the bodies pressed around me all faded into a dull roar when the three knight brothers walked into the club.

I would question how they found me if I didn’t know just how capable they were. I felt them before I saw them; that attractive gravitational pull that yanked at my senses every time they were near grabbed me immediately.

"Whooooo go girl, keep dancinggg." The hollering around me increased, pulling me back to my senses that I was standing on a table in the middle of the club, rolling my hips to the beat.

All I had taken was three shots of vodka immediately after I arrived and climbed straight onto the table, wanting to forget Kai’s annoying words.

I also may or may not have hoped that he would come after me.

I threw my hand up in the air, swaying wildly to the beat while I swear I could feel their eyes burning holes into me. I didn’t turn around. I didn’t dare. I just kept dancing, my hips rolling to the beat, pretending I was completely lost in the music.

But I wasn’t.

My heart was pounding like crazy against my ribs. A part of me, the stupid, hopeful part, was relieved Kai had followed. He must care enough if he chased after me, right? Or was I being delusional?

But then the other two... Roman and Deon. I hadn’t expected them. And a dark, thrilling excitement surged through me. They came.

For me.

Might as well give them a show, yeah?

"Got room for one more?!" A drunk girl with glittery eyeliner, some fishnet dress with black straps that barely hid her boobs and ass, climbed up onto the table with me, laughing her head off.

The crowd grew even louder, chanting at both of us.

"Dance, Dance, Dance!"

She started dancing, grinding against me, and I laughed with her, letting go. It was exhilarating. I could feel their gazes on me, three hot, burning brands on my skin.

I let my body take over. I dropped low, arching my back, my ass rolling in a tight circle. I twerked, hoping, knowing the sight would drive Kai wild. I ran my hands up my stomach, over my breasts, my head falling back as I imagined their reactions.

I couldn’t help it; I had to steal just one look, one teeny tiny peek at them.

I glanced at the entrance to the club where all three of them were rooted, the blue strobe lights running over their faces in intervals.

Roman’s hazel eyes were fixed intensely on me while he had his pointy finger in his mouth, biting down to stifle a groan with a wrecked look on his face. His navy blue tee stretched across his lean frame, the short sleeves showing off his biceps as they flexed over and over.

Gideon arched a brow, his sapphire eyes following my every movement while his body stood perfectly still like a block of ice.

I don’t know where the daring spirit came from, but I blew him a kiss and his jaw tightened. He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket. Were pigs flying? How was Gideon not wearing his full, complete suit? It had to be some bloody miracle.

Kai dragged a hand through his curls messily, gripping a handful of them tightly before leaning in to whisper something to Gideon.

I yelped in surprise when the girl I was dancing with suddenly grabbed my hand and spun me around, making me dizzy for a few seconds. The worst thing right now would be if I fell off the table and landed flat on my face.

"Okay, that’s enough," I panted, stopping the spin and glancing up at the entrance while the crowd cheered. My spine stiffened and straightened immediately.

"Wha... where..." They were gone!

A wave of bitter disappointment washed over me.

Congratulations, Ivy, you freaking overdid it and now they left. I should have known better, for goodness sake. They wouldn’t want to risk their reputations or even faces seen in a club like this. Heck, I shouldn’t be risking it either; I just searched for any club I saw nearby and zoomed my ass into it.

Now look, I had pushed them too far, and they left.

The music suddenly seemed too loud and annoying; the crowd chanting was too close and was getting on my nerves.

The exhilaration drained away, leaving me feeling rather foolish and exposed. I was just about to climb down from the table since the fun was over when two massive security bouncers appeared.

"Alright, everyone," one of them boomed, his voice cutting through the music. "Club’s closed,"

"What?"

"No way, it’s not even ten pm! We’re just getting started."

"You either leave, or you will be forced to!" The second one bellowed over the music. "Move out, and we’ll refund you outside."

The crowd grumbled but dispersed. Well, that sucked. I swung my legs over the side of the table, ready to make my escape and follow the people filing out of the club, when a familiar, teasing voice sent a jolt straight through me.

"Oh no, no. You don’t get to leave, little Ivy."

My head whipped up and my breath caught in my throat.

They were walking towards me, three sexy devils under the blue strobe lights of the club. God, they were gorgeous.

They had no business being so freaking gorgeous. My thighs twitched, trembling against each other while I was seated at the table, watching as they closed in.

The club was empty now; the bouncers tipped their heads at Gideon, Kai, and Ro and left as well. They took their seats at the table directly in front of mine, leaning back like they owned this space now.

Like they owned me.

"You wanted to dance?" Gideon’s eyes fixed on me, pinning me in place. "Keep dancing. Don’t stop on our account."