Destroy Me by Michelle Heard EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author Name: Michelle Heard
- Book Genre: Fiction, Romance
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- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: January 9, 2023
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Misha Petrov; 22. Aurora D’Angelo; 18.
“Abbie, wait for me,” I whisper-hiss as I grab hold of my best friend’s arm
just as we’re about to enter the popular nightclub she’s dragged me to.
“Don’t you dare leave me alone.”
Abbie lets out a burst of laughter, playfully rolling her eyes at me. “Like
I’d ever do that.”
She takes hold of my hand, and I stick close to her as a bouncer allows
us to enter. We’re met by a lady who’s dressed in a black silk top and pants,
her blonde hair twisted up in a perfect bun.
She gives us a professional, welcoming smile while she checks our IDs,
then waves us toward the lower level where we have to push through the
crowd already in full party mode.
“Damn, this place is packed,” I have to shout so Abbie can hear me.
“You weren’t joking when you said it’s popular.”
Abbie leans closer. “Hopefully, the VIP section won’t be as busy.”
Nodding at her, I grip her hand tightly, so we don’t get separated in the
madness. It looks like every single person in Geneva is at the nightclub.
I’ve always suffered from claustrophobia, and being bumped and
shoved by random strangers is not my definition of fun.
This is my first time at a nightclub, and it’s only because of Abbie that
I’m here. My parents think I’m safely at her house, and so do my
bodyguards, who are probably still standing guard outside Abbie’s suite at
the Sartori vacation mansion.
My parents reluctantly agreed that I could visit Abbie for a week before
Easter. Because my parents know the Sartoris, I was only given two guards.
Abbie has sneaking out down to an art form, though, and she made it look
so easy to escape my ever-present guards.
With curious eyes, I take in everything around me. The club’s interior is
dark, with colorful, strobing lights pulsing to the fast beat filling the air.
There are bars on either side of the huge dance floor, with bartenders
rushing to fill the orders.
People are laughing and talking, and men are flirting with women. A
big group dances in the middle of the room as if they have endless energy. It
fills the atmosphere with an exciting vibe that’s infectious.
When we climb the stairs to the VIP section, fear spins in my stomach.
If my father finds out I’m at a club, there will be hell to pay.
He won’t find out. Chill.
Abbie smiles at the bouncer, who looks like a mountain of a man, then
she says, “Sartori and D’Angelo.”
The bouncer’s eyes flick to me before he unhooks the heavy burgundy
corded rope so we can enter the VIP section.
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