Arriving at the club, they were greeted by respectful nods from the security outside, who conveniently overlooked the heavily armed entourage trailing behind them, recognizing the man leading the group.

With a silent understanding, they were ushered past the velvet ropes and into the club, where the pulsating music and vibrant atmosphere greeted them. Heads turned as they made their way through the crowd, whispers following in their wake.

Immediately upon their arrival, the nervous manager hurried over to greet them, his demeanor a mixture of anxiety and deference. With a series of hurried gestures, he guided them towards the VIP seating area, eager to accommodate their distinguished presence.

Once they were seated, the manager introduced a waiter, emphasizing the importance of attentive service and proper decorum. With a respectful bow, he excused himself, leaving their company to enjoy the amenities of the VIP section.

Enzo, still holding Aurora in his arms, gently placed her on the sofa before taking a seat next to her. The rest of the team followed suit, settling into their spots as they surveyed the crowd, which danced to the pulsating beat of the club.

Despite the lively atmosphere, the heavy security presence remained vigilant, their watchful eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble.

Ralph, loosening up, ordered a number of drinks with names too complex to remember, earning an amused look from Aurora. "You sure do know your wine," she remarked, to which he smiled proudly.

The moment was interrupted by Logon, who quipped, "That's the only thing he knows, and that's precisely why we let him do it," earning a sharp look from Ralph. Rolling his eyes, Ralph retorted, "A man is known by his taste."

As the drinks arrived at the table, enveloped in an air of camaraderie, the tension between them dissipated. Aurora's eyes glimmered with anticipation as she reached for a bottle of aged champagne, her fingers grazing its cool surface.

Enzo's hand gently intercepted hers, a subtle reminder of caution. "That's a strong one," he cautioned, his voice soft yet firm as he held her hand.

Aurora met his gaze with a playful glint in her eyes, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Oh, I know my own tolerance," she replied confidently, her tone daring as she poured herself a generous serving of the champagne.

With a swift motion, she raised the glass to her lips, chugging it down in one go. Enzo couldn't help but admire the newfound confidence and daring in Aurora, a woman of many surprises. Her boldness was a testament to her resilient spirit, a quality that intrigued him more with each encounter throughout the day.

As time went by, Ralph left for the dance floor, announcing not to wait for him any further as he wouldn't be returning anytime soon. With a smirk, he disappeared into the pulsating crowd, eager to lose himself in the rhythm of the music.

Shortly after, Logon followed suit, his steps slightly unsteady despite his insistence that he wasn't tipsy. Nina and Edgar, too, decided to join the festivities, their laughter mingling with the music as they vanished into the colorful throng, their guards trailing behind them, vigilant yet discreet.

Left behind in the relative solitude of their own, Enzo and Aurora found themselves in the midst of a bustling crowd, yet strangely isolated from it all. Surrounded by their vigilant guards, they were cocooned in a bubble of protection, shielded from the chaos of the club as they watched the night unfold before them.

"So, do you like it here?" Enzo asked, taking a sip of his whiskey.

"Yeah, it's great," She replied, looking around the club. She finally understood why Atlantis was so popular. The place had cool decorations, a big dance floor, and lots of different drinks. The lights and music made it even better.

As the moments passed, the atmosphere between them grew increasingly awkward and intense. Sensing the tension, Aurora decided to break the silence. "Sitting here is such a waste when we have a dance floor to hit," she remarked, standing up and extending her arm towards Enzo, inviting him to join her.

Enzo finished his drink in one swift motion and rose from his seat, taking her hand with a smile. Together, they made their way towards the dance floor, accompanied by their guards who maintained a watchful eye on their surroundings, ensuring their safety.

They both felt the rhythm as they stood close, moving with the music, their bodies swaying in sync. The effects of the drinks they had consumed moments ago left them a little tipsy, their inhibitions fading away.

Enzo held onto Aurora's waist, his hands tracing her curves, feeling every inch of her body. Aurora, lost in the moment, found herself unable to tear her gaze away from his eyes. Her body moved subconsciously to the music, her movements mirroring his as they danced together in the dimly lit club.

Every passing moment only intensified their desires, the electric tension between them palpable in the air. Unable to contain their longing any longer, Enzo took charge, his actions swift and decisive.

Ignoring the protests from his security detail, Enzo firmly restricted anyone from following them further. His stern glare left no room for argument as he led Aurora away from the bustling main hall and into a quieter lobby.

Navigating through the sparse crowd, Enzo guided Aurora towards a room tucked away from the main area. With practiced ease, he entered the passcode, the door unlocking with a soft click as they made their way inside, leaving the noise and distractions of the club behind them.

As the door closed behind her, Aurora found herself in a room that appeared rather ordinary. There was a bed, a few bottles of drinks, but nothing particularly suspicious caught her eye. Before she could further analyze her surroundings, she felt herself being pushed gently but firmly against the wall by Enzo.

His eyes darkened with desire as he gazed into hers, his intense gaze captivating her, drawing her in like a moth to a flame. In that moment, the air crackled with anticipation, the tension between them reaching a fever pitch as they stood there, inches apart, caught in the throes of their mutual longing.

Unable to contain his desire any longer, Enzo pressed his lips forcefully against Aurora's, initiating a kiss that was neither too rough nor too soft—it was intense, fueled by his burning desire to possess her. Aurora reciprocated the kiss, her own longing evident as she engaged in the passionate exchange.

Despite her attempts to assert dominance, she found herself overpowered by Enzo's strength, her resistance futile against his determined advances. As their lips met in a fierce embrace, the world around them seemed to fade away, consumed by the fire of their shared desire .

They felt like they were in a bubble, unaware of the passing time as they clung to each other. When they finally broke apart, Aurora was breathless, her heart racing from the intensity of the kiss. It was an unforgettable moment, leaving her feeling exhilarated and wanting more.

As they gazed at each other, lost in a whirlwind of emotions, their moment was abruptly shattered by the sound of gunfire and shouts from outside. In an instant, Aurora found herself encircled by the guards Enzo had prohibited from following them further. Enzo swiftly drew a gun from his coat, holding onto Aurora protectively as he scanned their surroundings for any threats.

Aurora was taken aback by Enzo's sudden change in demeanor. His face, once filled with intensity and caution, now exuded authority and fierceness, sending a shiver down her spine. The dominance he projected through his expressions alone was enough to command respect and instill fear. As the rest of the group joined them, Aurora realized the gravity of the situation and the harsh reality of the world she had just stepped into. 

As Aurora stood amidst the chaos, enveloped by the protective circle of Enzo and their companions, a rush of realization washed over her. In that moment, she understood the gravity of the world she had stepped into—a world of danger, power, and intrigue. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, she felt a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. The adrenaline-fueled intensity of the situation ignited a spark within her, awakening a newfound sense of adventure and possibility. With each heartbeat, she embraced the exhilarating journey that lay ahead, ready to confront whatever challenges the mysterious realm of intrigue had in store.

yeah I just did that.... I ruined the moment 

They say you either die a hero or live long enough to watch yourself become the villain.... this is my "blocking the potential spice" arc in life ig