Check it! Second chapter. Its a little short but it just made since to cut the chapter where I did. Next one's gonna be really long ;) Read away my pretties.

-Adri

CHAPTER 2

I awoke to a pounding headache in a bed that wasn't my own. Slowly my eyes opened and were met with black. The silky blackness was surrounding me. I finally realized that it was black silk sheets that I was looking at. I pushed myself up and tried to take in my surroundings. I was in a large room. Probably professionally decorated. I was on a large king sized bed, covered in silk black sheets and a silky black comforter. The bed frame was black wood. There were two black bedside tables next to the bed and some kind of large media system on the wall in front of the bed, complete with a huge flat screen tv on the wall.

A very sexy voice took me out of my thoughts. "Morning Sleeping Beauty." It said. I jumped and wrapped the covers around my body and turned towards the voice. There leaning on the door frame was Mr. Sexy from the club last night, himself. A light smirk was gracing his lips.

"Jesus! You scared the shit out of me!" I yelled.

"My apologies."

"WHERE AM I? WHAT HAPPENED? DID YOU RAPE ME? OH GOD, YOU RAPED ME DIDN'T YOU?" I fired question after question at him. He just looked amused. I wiggled around a little, trying to see if I was still a virgin. Hey, don't even start, I can be a virgin and an exotic dancer if I wanted to.

He just chuckled and shook his head. "Your at my apartment, in my room. You passed out last night and I didn't want to just leave you there so I brought you here. And no I didn't rape you."

I sighed in relief but some part of me wouldn't have minded him touching me, making love to me... Whoa there girl, calm down, I told myself.

"So, ugh, got any food?" I asked with a smile. He nodded. I jumped out of bed, only to be hit with a breeze. Mr. Sexy, as I was now calling him, sucked in a breath and trained his eyes on my body. I looked down and realized that I was wearing my outfit from last night, minus the shoes. I crossed my arms over my chest and cleared my throat. "Up here, buddy."

He dragged his eyes away from my body and looked me in the eyes. "Sorry, its hard to not look at something as beautiful as you." He took my hand in his and lightly kissed it. I blushed and averted my eyes. He was too delicious for his own good. I grabbed the blanket off of the bed and wrapped it around my body.

"Food?" I asked again, trying to ease the sexual tension. My god, I didn't even know this guy and there was already sexual tension. He swallowed and nodded. I felt my mouth water as I saw his adams apple bob.

"Sure." He said and turned towards the door. I followed him out of the room, through his apartment, and into the kitchen/ living room area. The whole apartment had the same style as he bedroom going on. Modern and sleek. It made everything feel... sexier. Oh lord I need to get laid. I'm sure Mr. Sexy would be happy too... I stopped myself before my thoughts got too explicit.

He gestured towards the dark wood bar stool that was pulled up to the granite kitchen counter. I took a seat, blanket still wrapped around me, and watched as he started up on some breakfast. Well, this was weird. Just as I was about to speak a new man walked through a door on the other side of the room. Mr. Sexy and I both looked up to see a built man walk into the room. He had dirty blonde hair and jewel blue eyes. He wasn't quite as tall or as buff as Mr. Sexy but definitely strong. I could see a funny outlined shape on his right side under the thin fabric of his white long sleeved shirt. I didn't think too much of it.

He looked at me with wide eyes and spoke rapidly in another language, most likely Russian. Mr. Sexy glared at the blonde man and fired back another round of Russian. My head snapped back and forth between them like a tennis match.

Blondie laughed something out in the language and Mr. Sexy growled. Mr. Sexy barked something else out in Russian and blondie got a scared look. Blondie said one more quick sentence and Mr. Sexy nodded.

The blonde looked back at me. "Hello." He smiled and looked me up and down.

"privet." I smiled at him. Hello was the only thing I knew how to say. They both got these really freaked out looks and quickly turned and looked at each other.

"You speak russian?" Mr. Sexy asked me in astonishment.

I chuckled. "No. I only know how to say hello. My mother is a little Russian." I shrugged a little and gave my 'cute smile.'

The brown haired one, Mr. Sexy, just smiled at me in admiration. We locked eyes and held gazes for an immeasurable amount of time. I felt like we were in our own little world.

Blondie snorted. "Well I can see where I'm not wanted." He pulled an envelop from his jacket's breast pocket. He quickly handed it to Mr. Sexy and gave him a quick nod of his head. Mr. Sexy nodded back, grabbed the envelope and shoved it in his jeans pocket.

Blondie shuffled back out the door, mumbling something in russian as he went.

Mr. sexy just shook his head and went back to work on my breakfast. I could her my stomach rumbling at the delicious aromas coming from the food.

"So, ah, who was that?" I asked, breaking the silence. It wasn't uncomfortable or anything, I just wanted to know more about the beautiful man in front of me.

"That was Ivan my se- ugh, my business partner." He said.

"Must be a pretty successful business if you live here. What do you do?" I asked as he handed me a mug of hot chocolate. I hummed at the feeling of the warm liquid rushing though me.

He looked thoughtful for a moment. "I run a... a company-" He look a little more secure with his answer. "-A network of people we import and sell goods. It's a branch from my fathers company in Russia." He finished. I don't think I'm getting more than that. "And what about you, what do you do- well besides dancing?" He asked, eyeing my body again.

I pursed my lips a little and looked down at my hot coco mug. "I'm a student at Columbia... SHIT!" I yelled jumping up from the table.

Mr. Sexy jumped also, sloshing some coffee out of his mug. "What's wrong?" He asked me. I glanced at the time on the microwave. 7:54 am, it read.

"Fuck, I am so going to be late for class!" I yelled and ran around in a circle, trying to decide what to do. "Where is your apartment?" I stopped and asked him.

He looked at me amused. "76th and lexington." Damn that was at least thirty minutes away by cab, and walking, I didn't even want to think about that.

"God damn." I mumbled. "Got any clothes?" I asked him. He nodded and beckoned me to follow him. He lead my back into his room and too his closet. Holy shit it was huge!

"I don't think any-" He started.

I cut him off. "Jeans." He nodded and fished in his drawers, pulling out a light blue pair of distressed jeans. I grabbed them and pulled them on. My lord, this man was huge. They looked like parachute pants on me. I rolled them three times and also rolled the cuffs of the pants. They actually made really good boyfriend jeans.

"Shirt?" I asked. He nodded and handed me a tight white tank top. I put that on also, tying a knot in the back so that it wouldn't look like a dress on me. I walked out of the closet and into his bathroom, surveying my hair and makeup. Both were disasters. I grabbed some toilet paper and touched up my makeup as Mr. Sexy walked into the bathroom. "What are you- Oh." He said as he saw me fixing myself. I ran my fingers through my hair and tied it up in a pony tail as he watched me.

"Here." He handed me my platform heels and a big navy blue sweatshirt with russian writing on it. "It's pretty cold out there."

I smiled at him. "Thanks." And took the sweatshirt and heels. I slipped the sweatshirt over my head and was immediately englufed in his dead sexy sent. I quickly buckled my heels on as I hobbled out the bathroom with him following. I looked like the definition of a one night stand. Once we were back out in the main room I checked the clock again. This time it said 7:59 am. Great.

I groaned. "How the hell am I suppose to get to Columbia in one minute?" I asked rhetorically. "I mean on a good day that would take about an hour to walk."

He chuckled and held a set of car keys. "How about we make a deal?" He asked me. I looked up at him with a furrowed eyebrow.

"And what would that be?" I asked him.

"I'll let you take one of my cars" He jiggled the keys. "If you let me take you out to lunch today."

I looked at him in surprise. Was he asking me out? "Is that your way of asking me out on a date?" I asked him.

He shrugged and tossed me the keys. I caught them. "Hopefully that's your way of accepting." He gave me a brilliant white smile, making me melt inside. He was stunning when he smiled.

I nodded, at a loss for words. He chuckled.

"I'll meet you at Park's Café 12 o'clock, I assume you know where that is?" Dimitri said.

I attempted to raise an eyebrow, probably making myself look like a retard. "On Park Avenue?" I asked.

He chuckled that beautiful chuckle again and nodded.

"Thanks!" I called, already running out the door. I jabbed at the down elevator button about twenty times, shit I was so late.

I walked into the freshly arrived elevator, when I heard his voice. "WAIT!" he called. I turned towards him. He stuck his hand in the door. "I didn't catch your name." He said.

"Rose. Rose Hathaway, How about you." I asked.

"Dimitri Belikov." He smirked, picking up my hand and lightly kissing it. He dropped my hand and stepped back, just as the elevator doors closed.

I smiled and squealed once I was alone in the elevator. Dimitri... The perfect sexy name for the perfect sexy man.

Once I finally calmed down I hit the G button at the bottom of the list of buttons. I assumed that G meant garage.

The elevator binged again, signaling it was my time to get out. I thankfully guessed right. I happily walked out of the elevator and into the parking garage under the building. I hit the unlock button on the black odd looking key and jumped when the car buzzer came from next to me. My eyes bugged and my jaw dropped when I saw the shinny black lamborgini parked next to me.

"Is this for real?" I asked myself as I opened the drivers side door and slid into the sleek, jet black, leather seat. I carefully pushed the odd key into the ignition and started up the amazing ride.

I pulled out of the front row parking spot and revved the engine. It roared to life. I sped thought the garage and turned out onto the busy street of New York. God, this car felt amazing.

Twenty five minutes later I arrived on Columbia's campus. I quickly parked the car and ran to my class. Thankfully I only had one three hour class today, neurology 101. Another bonus was that Lissa was in this class with me, so she could fill me in on the first twenty five minutes of class.

I quickly walked into class and searched for Liss. It was a class of about one hundred with auditorium like seating. Lissa was sitting about ten rows back and towards the middle with an empty seat next to her.

The professor gave me a bad look as I quickly ran to the open seat next to Lissa. A few of my peers chuckled when they looked at my appearance. As I said, I looked like the definition of a one night stand. Awesome, I got the embarrassment of the walk of shame, with out the pleasure from the night before.

Lissa's eyes widened in shock at my one night stand appearance before she rose a perfect blonde eyebrow in question.

She tore a piece of paper out of my note book before scrawling 3 letters on it.

W. T. F.

I smiled slightly and scrawled back, Can't talk now, need to ace this class. Next break, I promise :)

Lissa rolled her eyes but seemed satisfied by my answer.

Fine. She mouthed and ripped another piece of paper out her notebook and handing it to me, along with a pen for notes.

Thanks, I mouthed, focusing in on the professor.

Our break started about an hour later.

Lissa immediately jumped up, grabbing me with her, and dragged me out of class. We walked out of class and into the small courtyard out in front of the lecture hall.

She crossed her arms over her chest and rose and eyebrow at me. "Do you wanna tell me where you were last night. I was worried sick when I couldn't find you after your shift. Then, Mikhail tells me that you never clocked out from work. And now you show up to class late in someone else's clothes." She ranted on.

"Shhh! Liss, calm down." I took a deep breath. "I met someone last night." I smiled. She squealed and clapped her hands together.

"Are you serious! What does he look like, who is he, did you go home with him, OMG! Did you sleep with him! Oh you did you dirty hoe!" She was getting really excited.

"Oh Liss he is beautiful, a god. Tall, gorgeous brown eyes, long brown hair, big sexy muscles... Mmmm, sexy Russian accent..." I trailed off, thinking about Dimitri. Lissa looked a little skeptical but let me keep going. "I don't really know who he is, but I met him at the club last night. I was pretty hammered when I met him and I passed out. He didn't want to just leave me so he took me back to his apartment. Oh did I mention he is rich, like, millionaire rich. We didn't do anything, but... He did ask me out on a date. Oh, Liss he is perfect and- What?" I asked. Her eyes were narrowed slightly, like she was thinking really hard about something.

"What's this guys name, Rose?" She asked me.

"Dimitri, um, Belikov... Yea that it. God even his name is sexy." I said in a dreamy voice. Lissa's eyes widened in shock and she started breathing heavily. She slowly walked backwards until she was sitting on the bench behind her.

"Holy. Shit." She cursed as she set her hand on her forehead.

"What Liss?" I asked, sitting down next to her and putting my arm around her.

"Rose." She said cautiously. "Do you know who Dimitri is?" She asked.

"No but I assume-" She cut me off.

"Have you ever met Christian or Eddie's boss?" She asked.

"No, wait what does this have to do with..." I trailed off. "Eddie's boss, the hottie, runs a network of people, the one I've never seen before..." I trailed off again as my mind tried to process this information. Lissa was quiet as she let me sort things out for myself. Dimitri, he's the hottie that runs a network of people, the guy I've never seen before, he's Eddie's boss, the leader of the Russian mob.

"Holy. Shit. Is right." I said quietly, slapping my forehead with my hand. I was going on a date with a mob boss.

Another thought came to my head. Oh god, I'm just like my mother.

XxXxX

An hour of class later, I said a quick goodbye to Lissa and headed to Dimitri's car. I quickly got in and started the car up. I moaned in satisfaction at the purr of the beautiful car. I pulled out of my parking spot and onto the busy New York street. Gridlocked traffic.

"Perfect..." I groaned, banging my head against the steering wheel.

I finally arrived at Park's Café... Thirty minutes later. I pulled Dimitri's lamborgini into an illegal spot right in front of the restaurant. I jumped out of the car and ran into the café to see a sexy looking russian sitting in one of the booths. I slid into the booth across the table from him and folded my hands together on the table.

"Roza..." Dimitri smiled. I cut him off.

"You have a lot of explaining to do..."

So yea it was a little short and I left you with a nice cliffhanger :), but Oh Well. You'll just have to read the next update to find out ;D. And I forgot to wish everyone a happy turkey day! I know I probably gained at least five pounds from all the food I ate this weekend :) ... But even better I hope you guys had a great black friday. I think I burned off all my food running around the mall ;D

I hope you enjoyed!

-Adri