Luca sighed, looking himself over in the mirror. He couldn't believe he agreed to go out with Cameron tonight. He hadn't been out like this in a few years. He meant what he said too, he wasn't staying that long. He'd have a drink, say hello to Big and DJ D, maybe dance a bit and then he'd leave.

He smoothed his hands over his black button up and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows. Dark colours will make him blend into the crowd. The less people that notice him the better, it's bad enough he has to go out with his bodyguards. He made sure they knew to look as plain clothed as possible. He doesn't need the publicity.

He's had bodyguards since he was a child. Since his parents started the business. His mother was from a very wealthy family and his father had a middle class upbringing but his grandparents took a liking to him and supported him in building Shola Enterprises.

Everything was fine until a man named the Ringleader kidnapped him when he was five years old. He can hardly remember what happened or why he was taken, but ever since then his parents hired a security team and he's never gone anywhere without them.

The women he used to date found it appealing, Ciara especially loved the attention she received from having a team of bodyguards around them. It made her feel like a celebrity. He shook his head, he's not going to think about her tonight.

"Let's go, Luca!" Cameron called from outside his bedroom.

Of course Cameron made sure he came to his penthouse to pick him up. He was not letting him get out of this. He even told his father at lunch they were going out. The look of pure happiness on his father's face that he was getting out of his penthouse, was enough to make him go tonight. His parents might get off his back for a while and that was worth all of this.

He nodded to himself and opened the door, "Alright, let's go."

Luca couldn't help the smile that spread over his lips at the sight of the bouncer at the door. Big Wes hasn't changed a bit. He was still the joyful big smiled, burly black man he's always been. He looked ruthless on the outside, but he was just a big teddy bear once you got to know him.

"Luca!!! I can't believe this man!" He grinned, clasping his hand and pulling him in for a hug, "Cameron said he was going to get you out one of these days!"

"Yeah, he finally did it."

"Well, come on in, you know you two don't have to wait line," He chuckled, "DJ D is on tonight and he'll be so glad to see you." He chuckled, ushering them inside.

They walked into the darkened night club, the music was bumping through the speakers, people were laughing, drinking and watching the dance floor. He always loved this club. He used to come here every weekend to get away from the high-end parties. It's where he used to hide when his family first moved here from California.

The club was for dance enthusiasts, it built itself on being the dance battle central. You either knew the dances created by DJ D or you brought a crew to challenge other dancers. It was a great place for him to unwind. It made it even better when Cameron finally moved to Boston and they tore up this club. No one could beat them in a battle.

"See, it's not so bad." Cameron laughed, handing him a drink.

"Yeah, but I'm still not -"

"Is that...Nadia?"

"What?" He asked, following his gaze through the crowd to the dancefloor. His heart stuttered in his chest at Nadia dancing effortlessly with a group of women. They were doing a choreographed dance and she was moving as if she lived and breathed the moves.

He took a slow sip of his drink, he couldn't tear his eyes off her. The way she swayed her hips and her feet moved flawlessly to the beat of the music made his throat go dry.

He had no idea she was capable of moving like this. She's...she's far too clumsy to move like that. He couldn't stop himself from moving through the crowd to get a better look. That can't be the same woman that trips all over the office.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing right now. I had no idea." Cameron laughed next to him.

"Neither can I." He mumbled, his eyes taking in her sultry attire. Her army green tank top matched her green eyes and showed off her midriff. Gold chains wrapped around her waist above her skin tight denim jeans. He nearly bit his lip at the gold stiletto heels on her feet.

His eyes trailed back up to her laughing face and her mane of auburn curls framing her head. Dear God, this woman is gorgeous.

"This looks like they're trying to start a battle," Cameron murmured, nudging him, "You too rusty to take them on?"

Luca slowly shook his head and grinned at him,"Nope, I'm not that rusty." There's no way he's not going to challenge her. He's too enticed not to show her up. He placed his drink on the tray of a passing waiter. Maybe Cameron was right to drag him out tonight. Maybe he needs this.

"Alright, the Furies aren't playing tonight! Do we have any challengers?" The DJ called out as the song ended. Luca was quick to raise his hand as he and Cameron took to the floor.

He heard a low gasp and squeal from the DJ booth, "Luca? Oh my word? The Dynamic Duo has graced my club again! You girls better be ready for them."

A devilish grin spread across Luca's lips as he looked at Nadia's shocked face. It quickly turned to a smug look of determination as she watched him dance and bait her with his moves.

He loves a good dance battle and that look on her face just made it even better. He'll be damned if her little posse is going to show up the Dynamic Duo tonight.

He chuckled to himself, he has no idea where this competitiveness is coming from all of a sudden but he's missed this feeling.

He turned to Cameron and bumped his fist as their song ended. They moved to the edge of the floor to wait for Nadia and her crew's comeback.

"Whoo it looks like this battle is heating up. I hope you ladies have a comeback!" The DJ called out.

Nadia smirked and raised her hand urging the DJ to play another song. They battled back and forth like this for a few songs. Luca was completely captivated by Nadia, he couldn't wait to land the final blow with their next routine.

He and Cameron took the floor again busting out their best moves. They don't like to lose and they never have in all the times they battled in the club. He kept his eyes on Nadia and watched her grin to her friend next to her.

As he and Cameron prepared to dazzle the club with the final moves of their routine, Nadia and her friend jumped out into the middle of the floor and mirrored their moves.

He couldn't help the laugh that burst from his lips. No one has ever had the nerve to challenge them like this. She and her friend are some daring dancers.

"Ohhh shit! This has never happened y'all!" DJ D yelled out from his booth, "Unfortunately, since all the Furies didn't join you two, I'm calling this battle a tie."

Much to the disappointment of the dance crew. They called foul to DJ D, but he just shrugged his shoulders, "Those be the rules, ladies. You know this."

Nadia laughed and shook her head, "I'm impressed Mr. Shola. I had no idea you were a dancer."

Luca cringed at the formality, "You don't have to call me that here. It's just Luca and I'm impressed by you too."

"Alright, let's cool the dance floor down a bit with something a little softer." DJ D laughed as a softer, slower beat began to filter through the speakers.

"Thanks, well enjoy your night, Luca." Nadia smiled and started walking off the floor. Luca was quick to grab her hand, he's not sure what came over him, but he wasn't ready to stop dancing with this beautiful conundrum.

She looked up at him, a frown on her face, "Would you mind another dance?" He asked, a blush scorching his cheeks.

A smile spread across her face. "Sure, why not?"

He slipped his arm around her waist and they easily fell into rhythm with each other as they glided effortlessly around the floor.

He has no idea what he's doing or why he didn't just let her walk away. But this feels so right with her in his arms like this.