THE CEOS HIDDEN VOWS

ISABELLA POV

 I walked into Sapphire Lounge, a famous and expensive bar in New York. The colorful flickering lights and the girls in skimpy clothes dancing seductively, when was the last time I came to a bar?

       " Hey! When you said we're going clubbing, I thought you meant a regular club," my best friend, Cario tugged on my gown. 

      " I thought you said we were going to have fun  tonight. Are you having second thoughts now?" I frowned, slightly disappointed. " I might even snag myself a man for the night," I laughed eccentrically.

      " That's obviously not it and you want to have a fling? Anyway, my problem here is how are we supposed to afford anything here?" She pointed at the expensive lounge we had entered. " We're college students," she reminded me.

      " Have you forgotten that I'm from a wealthy family?" I turned around to look at her.

      " How can I not remember? That's even how we were able to get in to begin with," she folded her arms.

      " I plan on using my allowance tonight so you don't need to worry. For tonight, I'll be Isabella Genovese," I stated as I continued walking, weaving my way through the people around.

      " I thought you said you wouldn't use your dad's money ever!? Isn't that why you've been working part-time and even got a scholarship?" She followed me behind.

      I stopped abruptly in my tracks. " Yes, I said that but I'm really feeling out of it right now. It's like my heart has been torn into shreds," tears gathered in my eyes as I expressed. " Can't I just let loose for once?" The moment I asked, I felt a hand on my back.

       " You don't have to explain yourself to me, I understand," she moved her hand from my back to my hair, ruffling it. " Come on, let's party till daybreak!" She said enthusiastically.

       " You can't say no to a party, can you?" I laughed. 

      " You know me too well," she winked. Grabbing me gently by the wrist, she took me to the counter to sit. " Two bottles of Smirnoff vodka Red," she ordered and the bartender stared at us awkwardly.

       " Hey! Are you planning on embarrassing us here?" I pulled her hand down and whispered.

       " What did I do wrong?" She whispered back, her voice hinting impatience.

       " Look around you, we're at a luxury lounge. We're going to look like bums here if you order a fifteen dollar drink," I said in a hushed tone.

      " It's twenty dollars though," she pouted with folded arms.

       " I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. My friend here isn't all that familiar with the drinks you have," I laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of my head. " We'll have two bottles of Diamond is Forever Martini," I gave a warm smile, hoping he hadn't already begun suspecting us.

      " If you don't mind, I'd like to verify who you are," the bartender said. I knew he was wary of us now.

     I took out my ID and handed it over to him.