After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant (Leonica and Gabriel) novel Chapter 4

Standing in front of the mirror, Anastasia sighed, a frown etched onto her face as she checked herself. For a second, she debated whether or not she could pull off the outfit she was wearing.

Her usual dress code, always having had the mindset of a lawyer and boss woman, was a simple jumpsuit or trousers and a blouse. But tonight, she had decided to switch things up.

Tonight, she was wearing a knee length, skin tight dress, a dress that was cut at the front, revealing the bare skin of her thigh. Her hair, usually held up in a messy bun, was free flowing down her back, her lips a deep shade of red and her eyelashes long and luscious.

As she stood there, checking herself, her mind began running wild.

Why had she agreed to a date with Lloyd? What the fuck was she thinking?

She shook her head, this for sure, was going to turn out to be chaos.

Being ripped away from her thought by the sound of her door bell ringing, Anastasia decided to lock up her worries in the back of her mind and approached the tablet mounted on the wall beside her door. She clicked the camera option and immediately saw Lloyd, dressed in a casual yet classy, attire.

He waved casually and she felt herself cringe, certain that she was going to regret giving Lloyd a chance.

Dear Fear, you caused this.

Stepping away from the tablet, she unlocked her door and pulled it open, coming face to face with Lloyd who did not waste time in checking out both she and her outfit.

“Damn.” Was all he said, and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“Can you please act your age, or at least, your maturity level?”

He smiled at her words. “Alright. You look amazing, Anastasia.” He complemented, offering her his hand, and Anastasia found herself accepting.

“Thank you.” She said, walking beside him, feeling her heart flutter at his words.

“So, shall we head out?”

Anastasia looked up and saw the grin on his face. It was charming, and she couldn’t help but smile, the thought of her regretting this, vanishing.

That was until they arrived at the said place he had picked for their very first date.

A night club.

And not just any, but a fucking strip club.

Anastasia could have laughed, if it wasn’t so ridiculous.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She said, giving Lloyd an annoyed look.

He was smiling. Smiling!

“What? Don’t you like this kind of music?” He asked, leading her by the arm into the club.

“I like music,” Anastasia admitted, “just not this one played at a fucking strip club on my first date with my supposed admirer.” She gave him a pointed stare. “Did you honestly think this true?”

His silence was answer enough, and it had Anastasia shaking her head. “I should have known.”

She mumbled, but Lloyd had heard. He sighed and turned to face her. “Don’t judge a book by its cover, Anastasia. You don’t know what you might be missing.” He said.

Anastasia looked skeptical, but eventually, she agreed.

And Lloyd, he couldn’t stop smiling.

He led her into the club, the music was loud and the scent of alcohol and overused body perfume was heavy in the air. Anastasia grimaced, her face scrunched up at the smell.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never been to a club before.” Lloyd shouted over the loud music.

She shrugged, eyes moving from side to side. “Maybe.” She answered, watching as the crowd gathered on the dance floor cheered, moving along to the music, dancing.

It looked fun, she had to admit.

“Well then, this is a new experience.” Lloyd said and pulled her close, close enough so that he could whisper in her ear. “I’m glad I could be your first.”