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Dark knights. Seventy.
Elle POV. A party! Dancing, and drinks, and a club, something I never been into before the whole place was dark, there was no chairs, just some small tables and seating around it, the bar was in the middle, it was the only place with light in it, I guess so people would know what they are buying, and what they are paying. There was the bartender was doing some tricks, flipping bottles, shaking drinks, showing off his tattoo, I’ll give it to Nikolai, his employee are hot! We kept walking until we got to set of stairs, we got upstairs, now we can see everyone underneath us, we could see the dance floor with people dancing but the top floor was empty, Nikolai wanted to empty the whole club for us, but Devil talked him into just emptying the VIP floor for us. I took a sip from my pepsi, while everyone else was drinking alcohol, I stayed with pepsi, safer bet and one that won’t get be yelled at or kicked to daddy’s office, I want to stay in the party, I want to dance and have fun with e
Dark knights. Seventy-one.
Nikolai POV. “Is she okay?” Devil asks me, we both agreed on not wanting to let her go home, not without us, but she begged for us to stay while she went back home. “She’ll be fine, but you won’t be if you don’t pull that dress down” I threaten her for the tenth time this night, she’s trying her luck with me. “Hey, it’s my birthday, and like Elle said I have every right to have fun” she says rubbing against me, she was drunk, I did allow her to drink as much as she wants. “I don’t remember her saying so” I say keeping her up on our floor and off the dance floor for now, I checked my phone again, waiting for a reply from Elle or her bodyguards, they should have made it home now but they didn’t answer me yet, which is driving me even more crazy. “Come on daddy Nikolai, I’m not drunk enough to stay here, let’s go home, it’s where the real party is” she says dragging me with her, she’s right, I’d prefer a pajama party right now over this. When did we got this old, preferring to be ho
Dark knights. Seventy-two.
Elle POV. “You see the red apples, they are the bad guys” Paul says setting some red apples on the table in front of me. “I don’t like red apples” I answer him pushing them off toward the other side of the table. “I know, I know, you like the green apples, it’s why you are the green apple, the good people” he says placing some in front of me, I simply take a bite of one of them while he keeps going with the explanation.“But it’s not the red apples who did that, they were pushed by godfather, the really bad guy, he’s also a spy you know?” he explains. “The godfather, like in the movie?” I ask him, he just laugh and nod his head yes. “Okay so the godfather, is this cucumber” he says, I nod my head yes again, keeping on with him, while I took another bite from my apple. “The cucumber boss, hates the green apple, cause they are green unlike the red ones who work for him, so he decided to plant a red apple between the green ones” he says placing a red one between my green apples, yu
Dark knights. One
Elle POV. Once upon a time in a land not too far away, lived a beautiful girl, her name was Elle, her eyes were brown, boring color, but hers had a shine into them, her hair was also brown, the beautiful brown with some natural highlights into them. She wasn’t the tallest person ever, but she’s not short either, she’s an average girl, her skin was fair, she never liked the sun, and the sun didn’t like her back, it burned her rather than tanning her leaving red marks instead of a tanned tone.Elle was your average seventeen year old girl, she went to school, she came home, she did her homework, she didn’t have the best grades ever but she passed all of her classes. Looking at her life from the outside you’d think she’s just normal teenager, just another girl, no one special, there’s plenty of people just like her outside in the world. That’s what you’d say looking at her from the outside, but things are different once you open the closed doors, once you look behind the masks, if you c
Dark knights. Two.
Elle POV. Another day off in less than three months, that’s a miracle and the other miracle was going on right now, I’m getting ready for my date! For the first time in my very short life, I’m going out on a date, a real one, where someone picks me up, takes me somewhere special, and maybe give me a kiss before bringing me back home. And my first date ever was with the Devil, yes a date with her, she said our first meeting would be a date that a princess like me deserved to be taken out for a night to make me feel special and one of a kind for the night. I was scared at first I had some insanity inside of me, but I’m not that insane, she’s a hitman, a total psycho, she said so herself and I stand witness to her being not too sane in the head, she refused to tell me details to why or how she became the thing she is now. I really wanted to know why and how she ended up as a hitman, it’s a really interesting choice of job, but how do you end up there, maybe she’s just lying and she’s a
Dark knights. Three.
Elle POV. “Sit down Love,” again the Devil asks in her melodic voice, she’s been ordering me around the whole time, calling me love instead of my real name, she probably forgot what it was, a women like her, she must go out with a different girl every single night. I obey and sit down, the waitress came by and dropped the menus for us, I could hardly understand half the word written, there was no pictures for me to choose from either, you’d think a high end restaurant would at least provide pictures, but non! I tried to read and pick something but I understood nothing from this menu, all I knew was everything was too fancy for me. “We ready to order,” Devil says calling to our waitress, when I wasn’t ready to order at all, I was anything but that, I still had no idea what I want to eat, and this happens to be the best meal I’ll have in some long long time! When the waitress came, she ordered some dishes that were too hard for me to pronounce, with the accent that I’m finding way to
Dark knights. Four.
Elle POV. “Tell me a story” I whisper over the phone, tonight was one of the worst nights ever, I had several nightmares back to back, I woke more than once but I managed to get back to sleep, but the last one was very bad. I couldn’t go back to sleep, I was scared of my own mind, having an overactive imagination turned to be a curse in lonely nights, every sound, every murmur my brain translated and turned into a monster hiding in the darkness. “A story, but you are the writer between the two of us,” she says in a reply with a chuckle, she’s right usually I’m the one who makes up the stories, I’m the author, and I’m really proud about it. “I know, but tonight, I need you to do it,” I say in a sad voice, it was more of a whisper, I can’t tell her a story, not with how scared I’m feeling right now, my story would be one about ghosts, fear, demons that lurk outside your home and not the one under the bed ready to snatch you and take you to hell, the real hell. I was never scared of t
Dark knights. Five.
Elle POV. I fell asleep after a while the hug did help, and you’d think my nightmares would be afraid of Devil, that they’d go away for the night, instead, they were there, as bad as ever. I saw him, hurting me and laughing, the laugh, the cold laugh, the one that he’s extremely happy at what he just did, hurt me. The dream kept going, but it didn’t end there, I saw myself running away from him, I made it to the door, I left the house, but it wasn’t our usual home, there was an elevator waiting there. I clicked and waited for it to come, while he followed me, I made it inside the elevator, I clicked on the ground floor, but then the elevator went quickly, it went down, but then up again, I almost fell a few times, but then it stopped. I wasn’t in the base level like I expected, I was somewhere in the upper floors, I walked out of the elevator, but the thing was all mixed up, I saw hand prints, bloody hand prints. Too afraid of that I ran back to the elevator but it wouldn’t come, I
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