Ryan’s POV
Ryan Terrell was untamable, a wild beast. He was the ultimate playboy. A man made for wild nights and nights with even wilder ladies. He was all about good tis, and even better tis. How he had ever thought he could suppress such a vital part of himself, he had no idea. Vivian Rose must have really been ssing with him.
Grimacing when he realized that he was thinking of her. Ryan stared at the won on the dance floor below to rid his mind of all thoughts of her.
Sure enough his idea worked. How could it not when his eyes were having a literal feast? Scantily clad won dancing for all they were worth. The flashing lights, the pounding bass of the music. Everything just felt so alive, and Ryan leaned into it, letting the energy wash over him. This was definitely what he had been missing. Enjoying his scotch Ryan let the atmosphere settle over him and he breathed a sigh of relief. This was his natural habitat, the place where he truly belonged.
Just the re thought of how he had nearly let a woman pull him away from such an amazing lifestyle made him shudder. Never again, Ryan would be a playboy till the end and that was that.
***
"Wanna dance?" The voices were so similar that at first Ryan thought that it was one person talking. But when he looked to the side he found two identical won staring at him. Dark hair, and glowing dark skin, soft doe eyes, and legs that seed to go on forever...they were stunning.
Looking over their shoulders at the guard who was keeping everyone away from the VIP section. Ryan nodded approvingly and the man turned back to his watch, ( clearly glad that Ryan liked the beauties that he’d let pass).
’Good’, at least he had not been gone for so long that the security had forgotten who he was, and what he enjoyed. Turning back to the girls he gave them his most charming smile, then he stood, a hand held out for each. After that the night was a blur.
Though he was not nearly drunk enough for it Ryan felt as though he was floating, ( it probably had to do with his soul rejoicing at being free from Vivian).
He danced with the twins until he saw that the ladies were beginning to tire. Ever the gentleman, he offered to take them out of the club and go sowhere quieter with the two of them.
The suggestion had the two giggling at him. One of the twins even going as far as to wink and run her tongue over her lips, (oh, it was definitely going to be a fun night). A few minutes later when Ryan stepped out of the club he had a twin hanging on to each arm. All three of them smiling widely as they made their way to the back of his limo. All around them caras flashed, and Ryan’s smile widened as he made sure to be extra flirty with the ladies.
Co morning, word of Ryan’s exploits would once again be the talk of the town, and he was all for it.
***
Normally, if Ryan happened to be at the back of a car with beautiful ladies. There tended to be a lot of for adult eyes only type of things going on. But as eager as he’d been to prove to himself that he would not be tad by a woman. The mont that they’d gotten into the back of the limo and the twins had tried to be a little more handsy. Ryan had found himself not enjoying that at all.
At first when he’d said no, the twins had seed to think that he was toying with them. But when he’d repeated it a second ti he’d seen understanding dawn on their faces and since then they’d kept to themselves. The two of them occasionally sharing a look. Clearly not sure what was going on.
"So what are you two lovely ladies doing in the city?"
He found himself asking them.
He had not really been bothered by the silence, but he’d seen that they were getting uncomfortable with the quiet ride. They instantly answered, their relief clear, and Ryan found himself pleasantly surprised.
One of them was in IT. While the other was a financial analyst. Looking at the two ladies, Ryan’s view of them changed as he took in the new information. As fun as it had been to dance with them, he got the feeling it would be even more fun to have them working for him.
Reaching into one of his pockets Ryan gave them a business card.
"Call this number and tell the person on the other end that I sent you. I’m always looking to recruit new talent,"
The ladies looked from him to the card like they could not quite believe what they were seeing. When it finally dawned on them that he was being completely serious. The atmosphere in the back of the limo shifted completely. They seed more relaxed sohow. When Ryan asked them the directions to their place. They gave him the information without pause, and then the three of them spent the rest of the ride there talking business.
When he dropped them off, one of the twins got out after waving goodbye, but the other remained behind. She seed to be struggling with what to say before she finally just squared her shoulders.
"Whoever the lady is, she’s very lucky. Thank you, Mr Terrell, and good night," With that the girl was gone. Not even giving Ryan the chance to tell her that there was no woman in his life. That he just simply did not feel like taking anyone ho that night. But even as he tried to convince himself of that as the limo made its way to his penthouse. Ryan found himself crying quietly at the back, not even able to understand why.
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