Page 9 of The Russos
Getting out, I towelled us both off, and Hannah wrapped herself in the complimentary robe that was hanging on a hook in the bathroom. Walking over to the wardrobe, she opened it and gasped at the array of clothing choices waiting for her.
Walking over, I looked over her shoulder and smiled. Renee had done as I’d asked and filled it with lightweight trousers and long sleeve shirts, longs skirts and a few dresses. I would work on getting Hannah to the stage where she was comfortable wearing shorts and T-shirts again. None of us cared about her scarring, but these outfits would make her feel comfortable for now.
Turning, she hugged me tight, “Thank you, Anton, these are perfect.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I pressed a kiss to her still wet hair, “You’re welcome, baby, but all I did was tell Renee what to buy. She did the rest.”
“I’ll thank her tonight,” Hannah assured me as she turned back to the wardrobe to look for something to wear.
Making her selection, she pulled an outfit and matching underwear from the hidden draw in the wardrobe and disappeared back into the bathroom.
Before long, I heard the hair dryer start. Pulling my own clothing from my suitcase, I got dressed in black trousers and a button-up emerald green shirt. I was bending to tie my shoes when the bathroom door opened, and I swallowed hard at the vision of loveliness showcased in the open door.
“Jesus, baby girl, you look fucking amazing,” I gritted out because I knew I was going to be in for a long night of watching other men look at my woman with lust. No shifter would because they’d smell me on her, but humans, yeah, they were going to be a problem.
Hannah flushed with pleasure before she ran a hand down her side, “Is this dress okay then? For tonight?”
She’d picked a long black dress that covered her from her neck to her ankles, clinging to her body, showing every curve. The sleeves were flowing and copper in colour, and the dress had a slit up the left side showcasing her long legs. Her long red hair was in loose waves, surrounding her face and hung down her back all the way to the curve of her delicious behind. Her green eyes were popping with whatever she’d done to highlight them with makeup. There was something missing though, and I realised that she didn’t have any jewellery. Moving towards her, bypassing her, I went to the dresser and pulled out the long, thin jewellery draw in the top of the dresser, knowing Renee would have found her jewellery to match her outfits.
And I was right. I picked up a thick copper necklace and bracelet. Handing her the bracelet to put on, I went behind her and did up the necklace. Pulling her hair to the side, I did it up, burying my head in her long hair. I pressed a kiss to her neck before turning her around.
“You look perfect, baby girl,” I groaned huskily, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss. “Grab some shoes and let’s go before I forget you’re not at full strength yet.”
With a dimpled smile, she turned and went back to the wardrobe, selected a pair of flat copper-coloured sandals and put them on. I bit my lip and turned away as she lifted one long leg and proceeded to wrap the copper-coloured ribbon around hercalves, securing her sandals. Pressing a hand to my hard cock, I took a deep breath and turned around at her next words.
“I’m ready, Anton.”
Picking up the key, I led her out of the door, down the hall to the short flight of stairs that would take us to the dining room.
The others were already there having pre-dinner drinks when we arrived. All the males’ eyes widened when they saw Hannah before they lowered. Even Luca. I guess we’d all got so used to seeing her in my T-shirts and her borrowed tracksuit pants that we’d forgotten she was a beautiful female.
Renee stood as we entered and went straight to Hannah, taking her hands, “You look beautiful, Han. I’m glad the clothes fit.”
In a move that surprised me as she hadn’t wanted anyone’s touch other than mine or if she had to, she’d tolerate Luca’s since we’d rescued her, Hannah wrapped her arms around Renee and with a voice full of emotion, “Thank you, Renee, I love everything you picked out.”
Patting her gently on the back, Renee replied, “You’re welcome, Hannah.” Taking a step back, she continued, “Come have a drink before supper.”
Joining the rest of our party, we were treated to a fantastic meal before we headed out to try out the twins’ nightclub.
There was a queue out the door when we arrived, but as we were family, we walked inside to flashing lights and gyrating bodies. Renee, with Luca on one side and surprisingly Miah on the other, forged their way through the crowds to a cordoned off area with a VIP sign on it. A member of the staff standing at the stairs nodded respectfully at Renee before unhooking the barrier and letting us through. It was only as we got closer that I realised it was one of the Chief’s younger sons. I hadn’t recognised himwith the way he'd filled out. Stopping to greet him and catch up, I introduced him to Hannah.
“Hey, Ro, I didn’t know you were working here,” I grinned, shaking his hand.
He smiled back at me before replying, “For a few months now while I go to university. It keeps me out of trouble, and I can pay my own way.”
We chatted a bit more before someone called for his attention, so we left him to do his duty and joined the rest sitting in the VIP section. The way it had been set up encouraged you to stay for a while with groupings of comfortable sofas and armchairs with low tables, similar to what you would find in the hotel, there was a private bar at one end and there were servers that attended the tables. The entire VIP floor was enclosed in glass, muffling the sound of the music from the floor below, but you still felt part of it as you could look out and see what was happening.
“Wow,” Hannah said, looking around. “This is beautiful.”
“It really is,” I agree. Taking her hand, I pulled her to the two-seater couch that had been left open for us to use.
“I ordered you a beer and Hannah a glass of the wine we had at dinner,” Renee informed us as we sat.
Tipping my head in thanks, I take the glass that’s handed to me.
Sitting back, I relax as Hannah sinks into me with her glass of wine, her eyes wide and curious as she looks around.
‘The twins know their stuff,’I thought. The club catered to all. It would be interesting to see what their next venture would be like.