《A dangerous game.》13
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"Mum?" Lana asked over the phone as she sat in Draco's bed waiting on him to get back from the shower.
"Darling, it's been a while since we have talked and I feel awful. I am sorry but I really do like him, I really do and I think that he will work out." She said over the phone anxiously waiting for her daughters response.
"Mum I really don't want to talk about that right now, how are you?" She asked as Draco walked in with a towel hanging around his waist. His hair dripped wet onto the hardwood floor as she put a finger to her mouth telling him to be quiet.
"Ohhhh." He whispered understanding she's on the phone.
"I am okay, i am in Italy right now. It's been busy, how have you been? How are you and Harry?" She asked as Draco tiptoed around the room trying not to make any noise.
"We actually broke up- but before you say anything it was mutual." She said calmly as Draco looked at her picking up a shirt with a confused face.
"Oh I am sorry, well I will send over your present okay?" She said over the phone as Lana stood up. Draco's long t shirt draped down her body going until her lower thigh, her phone gripped in her hand.
"Okay mum sounds good." She nodded as Draco walked over to her after putting on a pair of pants. He held her hip under her shirt as she closed her eyes to his touch "Yes I love you too- I have to go." She breathed as his finger rubbed back and fourth on her hip.
"Okay love you too, talk to later." Her mum hung up the phone as Draco dipped his head down to her ear.
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"You look so good in my t shirt." He whispered as her hands held his abdomen. "You know I like it better on the floor Owens, but we can't all have what we want." He gently kissed the sensitive spot right below her ear.
"Draco.." she breathed as his hand kept stroking her hip.
His lips disconnected with her neck "Let's get going." He nodded pulling away dropping his hand from inside her shirt as she pushed him.
"Fucking tease." She scoffed going to her bag and picking up her dress she brought to wear. Theodore, blaise and Draco were taking her to poker night that they do every year.
As she slipped off the shirt snaking the long red dress up her leg she went to the mirror sitting in front doing her hair and makeup as Draco hovered behind her in the mirror. His hand played with the top of her now curly hair as she applied her mascara.
"I like watching you do that." He stated as she smirked putting the wand back into the tube shoving it back in her makeup bag.
"Come on! We are going to be late!" Theodore rushed in wearing an all black suit with a gold chain dangling from his neck, very close to Draco's outfit but Draco had a black belt and Theodore had a brown belt.
"Fine fine we are coming." Draco groaned throwing on his suit jacket as Lana stood up finishing her makeup and putting on her heals.
They walked out of their room seeing blaise but he had a velvet dark blood red suit on that looked amazing.
"Damn you two look great." Blaise exclaimed as they started to walk out. Lana got in the front seat as the dashboard lit up, blaise and Theodore sat in the back before Draco started the car driving away.
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"Now Lana remember, you cannot make any eye contact with these men. You cannot and I repeat smile, you cannot laugh as we walk in. Be like a fucking faceless person except you have a face." Theodore said which set Lana uneasy. She didn't know what this is becoming, she thought it was maybe a more layed back poker night?
"Yes and please don't by any means if any man comes up to you asking you anything say nothing. Do nothing. You cannot get pulled in because they will pull you in and you can't stop it. Do you know how to play poker?" Draco asked Lana as she nodded.
"Yeah actually I used to play with my mums friends up in Italy." She said as blaise was caught off guard, he didn't think she could play.
"Are you good?" He asked as Draco turned the corner now entering a street with a large building at the end. Others lined the streets with people getting out of luxury cars and women with jet red lipstick on. Lights lit up the buildings as they pulled up to the last one.
"Yeah I like to think I am." She smirked.
"Let's hope what you think is true." Theodore smirked now getting out of the car. Lana looked out seeing the blank expression across Theodores face as he turned to the car opening up lanas door.
He didn't speak, he didn't do anything but grip the handle. As she stepped out her dress layed close to the ground. Draco came around the side as he held her hip now walking her to the entrance with blaise and Theodore following.
Before they got to the door Theodore whispered in her ear "remember what we said Owens." He said quietly as they opened the door.
What the fuck have I gotten myself into.
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