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As Bad as He A Nasty Sonny Fan Fiction |
Chapter 15
Carly looked around, excited. The club was finally a reality. She did feel bad that neither Zander nor Jax was there to share it with her, but knew that Sonny would show up. She only hoped he brought one of his men and not Alexis; that would really ruin her night. The place was slowly filling up, and Carly couldn't help but notice that a lot of the men there were ones that worked with Sonny. It wouldn't be long before the club was known as a mob hangout. She headed to the DJ's booth to talk to him about the play list. Kristina and Ned arrived, and Kristina immediately looked around for Sonny. When she saw him walk in with Jasmine on his arm, her heart stopped. He looked so handsome in his tux, she wanted to run over and take him right there on the floor. She wondered who the blonde floozy was, and why he was with her. Sonny guided Jasmine into the room, and over to some of his associates. He knew that Carly was nervous about him doing business at the club, so he was sure to invite many of his men and friends, just to piss her off. Soon, Alexis came in by herself, dressed to the nines in her best gown. Sonny was at the bar, downing his first, of what would no doubt be many, scotch of the evening. His eyes scanned the room and he saw Kristina, who was staring at him, totally ignoring her date Ned. Then, he saw Alexis, who was trying to find him in the crowd. He chuckled, "this should be interesting." "What baby?" Jasmine asked. He looked at her, "nothing. Don't worry about it." Jasmine shrugged and linked her arm through his. She too was thinking about what would happen when they left for the night.
Carly came out of the booth and spotted her ex-husband at the bar. She also spotted his companion and rushed over. "Sonny!" The men that were standing around him cleared a path for her to come through. Jasmine watched her, and prepared for a cat fight. "Congratulations, the place looks great," Sonny dryly told her. "Who the hell is this?" Carly yelled, pointing as Jasmine. "This is my date; Jasmine Blossom, my ex-wife Carly Corinthos." Carly laughed, "Jasmine Blossom? Oh that's rich. What is that, your porn screen name?" Jasmine released Sonny's arm and got in Carly's face. "You better step back, bitch!" "Bitch? You walk in here with MY man, and you call me a bitch?" Carly screamed. Sonny stood with his arms folded, content to let events unfold without his intervention. "If he's your man, what is he doing here with me?" Jasmine retorted. "As a matter of fact, he threw your skanky butt out, didn't he?" She ran her eyes up and down Carly's body. "Guess you didn't have what it takes to keep a man like Sonny satisfied." Carly screamed and lunged at Jasmine. Jasmine, who prided herself on her self-defense skills, knocked Carly onto her back, and out cold. "Damn woman!" Sonny said; "don't be pulling that stuff with me!" Jasmine switched from breathing heavily over her victim, to all sweetness and light, and smiled at him. "I wouldn't think of it baby. After all, you're the boss, right?" Sonny smiled, pulled her closer, and whispered in her ear, "you got that right. Come with me." They both stepped over Carly's body, and Sonny turned to one of his associates, "help her." The man bent down to see if he could revive Carly, and Sonny guided Jasmine towards the back of the club. He found the office, pulled her inside, and shut the door.
Alexis and Kristina were both standing motionless; having just witnessed Sonny's date knock out his ex-wife. Both women were fuming that Sonny was there with Jasmine; Alexis remembered her from the No Name. They had also both seen Sonny lead Jasmine off. Simultaneously, they both followed, neither really aware of the other's presence.