Forbidden Attraction (CLOSED)

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Sierra Montoya

Age: 20
Daughter of Raymond Montoya

Sierra glanced at herself one more time in the mirror before she went downstairs. She had about ten minutes before her girlfriends would be there for their night out at the clubs. Her blonde hair was artfully styled to frame her face and her makeup was done to show off her striking features. And the dress... She smiled. The dress was brand new and she absolutely loved it. She had bought it just the day before using her unlimited credit card- courtesy of her daddy.

She smiled to herself. She was a spoiled rich girl, and she knew it, but she liked to think that she wasn't a bitchy one... She had a ton of friends, as well as a ton of admirers... But she sometimes wondered how many of them liked her for HER and how many of them liked her for her daddy's money...

Not one to let those kind of thoughts drag her down, Sierra shook them off and bounded down the stairs. Several of her father's "men" were hanging around down in the living room and Sierra noticed a few she hadn't met before. Her father ran a series of legitimate businesses... Which were all fronts for some not-so-legitimate businesses. there were always different people in and out of their house, so it didn't really phase Sierra as she sauntered up to her father.

She leaned down and kissed his smooth cheek. "Im going out daddy" she said before straightening again. "Be home later!"

Her father warned her to be careful, as always, and she smiled. She knew she need not worry.. He would have one of his men discreetly follow her as a body guard although she never knew which one it would be. With an airy wave, she walked out the door to meet her friends

 

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Sierra jumped into her 2012 Jaguar XJ and started the engine, which rumbled with a low purr. She knew she was the envy of all of her friends with the car... Another present from her daddy. She also knew that her father sold drugs, that's how he made so much money. He didn't do them, and had always maintained the fact that she not do them as well. He merely sold them. As far as she knew that was the only illegal business he was involved in.

She watched in her mirror as Jones, one of her favorite bodyguards followed her out the door and got into a nondescript black sedan. Jones was one of her favorites because he loved to have fun even though he took his job seriously. She could joke and laugh and tease Jones, whereas most guys on her fathers payroll wouldn't speak to her in fear of retribution from her father.

The drive to the club didn't take too long and soon she arrived, Jones Pulling in and parking close by. Sierra winked at him as she headed for the door and he winked back, following her in. They were both granted immediate access and entered quickly. The music pulsed and throbbed, lights blinked and strobes, and bodies, pressed close together, moved together and against each other in rhythms.

Sierra immediately spotted a fried close by the bar and headed in that direction. Hugging her friend, Cammie, they chatted, raising their voices to be heard above the noise of the club. Sierra glanced towards the door and caught sight of a man entering.

Good, God, he's gorgeous, she thought to herself. Tall and lean and thickly muscled, the sight of him made her insides tingle. Instant attraction flared within her. They made brief eye contact and Sierra smiled slightly before turning back to Cammie. A few moments later she felt someone brush against her back and turned to see who it was. Her blue eyes connected with chocolate brown ones that seemed to draw her in immediately. It was him.

She shot a flirty smile his way and turned more to face him.

"Hey" she said loud enough to be heard. "I've never seen you in here before. I would ask if you come here often... But that sounds sort of cliche". She laughed softly and gazed at the stranger then stuck out her hand. "I'm Sierra".

 

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Sierra laughed when Antonio said he hoped that wasn't her attempt at hitting on him. Gorgeous and a sense of humor. She liked that. "Trust me, if I were hitting on you, you would know it" she all but purred, as she tucked a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear and winked a him.

"I would love a drink" she admitted when Antonio asked to buy her one. She glanced at the menu although she knew it pretty well. "How about a margarita?" she asked the bartender, keeping it simple. She liked to drink and have a good time but her favorite part of the clubs was just meeting new people and socializing. She was a social butterfly and loved to get to know people.

After ordering the drink, Sierra turned briefly and saw that Cammie was busy chatting up some guy so she turned her attention back to Antonio. She noticed he had a weird look on his face before he asked her to take it outside for a while. She wondered what that was all about, but nodded.

"Sure, it is a bit warm in here" she said as she grabbed her drink from the counter and turned to follow Antonio outside. She waved off Jones discreetly as they left, letting him know that she was fine and wanted some alone time with this man. Jones narrowed his eyes but nodded his acceptance, even though she knew he wouldn't be far away.

They walked out to an outdoor patio where only two other people were standing, smoking cigarettes and she leaned back against the railing.

"So, you're not a regular here... What brought you in here tonight?" she asked, smiling softly at Antonio in the silvery moonlight.

 

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All the gorgeous girls. Oh, this guy was a charmer. Warning flags went up. He was probably some huge flirt, not someone she really wanted to get involved in. But she wasn't the type to judge anyone immediately so she ignored the flags in her mind. His smile was disarming; enough to make a weaker woman swoon probably.

Antonio asked how old she was and Sierra placed a finger to her lips. "Technically I'm only 20" she said in a stage whisper. "But they," she pointed to the bar, "think I'm 21". She winked and gave him a flirty smile. "And I'm here with a few friends. The girl I was speaking to before is Cammie. We met through mutual friends and have become pretty close since then. Did you wanna meet her?" she asked, unaware that he and Cammie had indeed met already.

She eyed the man standing before her. He was gorgeous, really he was. He was older than her, that much was obvious, but she was pretty sure he looked younger than he actually was. He was in great shape and she wondered what he did for a living ...

She smiled at him blatantly fishing about her having a boyfriend.

"I don't have a boyfriend" she answered. She glanced down then and saw no wedding ring. "Do you have a wife or girlfriend?"

She hoped he didn't, but she could never be sure.