Johnny's POV

The limo has stopped near the docks and I glance over at Kristina who is sitting there with her arms crossed and staring aimless in front of her.

"I didn't mean to make you mad," I say moving closer to her.

"Yes you did. In so few words you called me a gold digger and an attention whore. You're no prize, you know. You're a mobster who tries to act as if he's legit and trying to get out of the business when really you enjoy the power and the money and the thrill," she states.

"You know me so well," I say taking her hands in mine. "You and I are two very jealous people. Thing is, the ones we are fighting over are unworthy of it. Angelique and Derrick are the next vapid Hollywood supercouple in the making. You and I, we're different. Yeah we're both so messed up, but we balance each other out."

"I just need to know if you're serious about me or if you're just stringing me along," she informs me.

I let go of one of her hands to brush a stray piece of her hair back. "Beautiful, just beautiful," I whisper before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"That's not a proper answer!" She angrily makes known when I pull back.

"I like you a lot, I wanna see where this goes," I tell her. "I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Are you serious?" she asks her face softening.

I nod. "So serious," I assure her. Then I lean in and kiss her again and this time she seems to be satisfied because she joins in and kisses me back.

Her vanilla perfume smells so good to me and my body is reacting to her aroma. But even though I'm buzzed I know not to get carried away with this girl. When we make love I want it to be something she remembers and never regrets.

"Let's go in the club," she whispers.

I open the door and get out first before helping her get out. "Are you ready to have one of the best nights of your life?" I ask.

"Yeah, but I'll settle for tonight," she jokes as we head to the club.

Lucky for us even though the line is long I know the bouncer and he lets us go ahead of a lot of people.

The atmosphere inside the club is lively with different colored lights, loud dance music blaring, people dancing, and drinking.

"Let's head up to VIP, I say pointing to the higher level visible from the dancefloor.

"You got us in as VIPS?" she asks surprised.

"Of course, only the best for my girl, plus I got my connections around here and this place falls into my territory," I reply.

"You don't own this place do you?" she questions.

"Maybe," I reply with a smile.

"You do own this place!" she says with excitement. "When did you decide to open a nightclub?"

"When I realized Port Charles has no good ones especially ones that let people your age in," I reply.

"Is this just a front for your real business?" she asks.

I shake my head in response. "No, this isn't just a front, the strip club is a front, and this is just a side project."

"I forgot you own a strip club," she tells me.

"Yeah Vaughn's was a pretty profitable front. And it showed me lonely men come from all different background and are all shapes and sizes. I can't tell you how many married men would come there while their wife was at home with the kids," I reveal.

"That's terrible. I pity any woman who's at home taking care of the children while her husband is out at some sleazy club cheating on her," she utters.

"It's not really cheating; the girls don't do anything but dance. It's not one of those sexual favors strip clubs," I retort

"It's cheating. He's not thinking of her when some other woman is rubbing her ass against his dick," she says and I can sense the next argument coming on.

"We better change the subject because you are one passionate mamacita and I don't wanna start another argument. I came out to have fun with you not spend the night going back and forth with you," I say as we sit down on lounge chairs.

"I wanna dance, dance with me," she says putting her hands out to grab mine before she spins around in my arms.

Her back is against my chest and we're swaying together to the music. And for the first time in a long time, I feel at peace. It feels so good to just have a nice night for once, a night that doesn't involve guns and bombs and getting revenge. I'm here with a beautiful woman and everything feels so right.