Standing Anais glances in the mirror, she checks herself. She looks perfect, or as perfect as she can look, considering she has little money, and nothing worthy to awe someone.Walking out of the building, she goes into the club, Eva rushing over and hugging her.“Finally, happy birthday!” Smiling, she hugs Anais as they walk through the club. Eva hands her a drink as they stand dancing slightly while talking.“How is Ethan?” Anais looks at Eva.“With his parents for the week. It gives us time away from each other, which we both need. How did your date go with that guy, Jacob, right?” Eva smiles, interested in finding out more.“Nothing, we went out. Had food, spoke, he was boring. So, I went home. I’m in no rush to find someone. No matter how hot the guy might be.” She isn’t right now. Everything is fun. Nothing serious, and she won’t go chasing after anyone either.“Not even for that guy? He can’t keep his eyes off you.” Anais looks in that direction. Her eyes stop on the man. Her t
Anais picks up her mask, ready to become Melinda for the night. They never use their real names at these events. Looking around, she knows this is not where she is meant to be in life. The job isn’t bad, it just does not bring in enough money. She hates walking around seeing and serving all the people she knows her heart longs to be.Fastening the mask, she smiles, ready to take on the night. Like every other night, she knows there will be no hassle, no issues, and a slight chance one of the guests will ask to dance with a waiter. She didn’t understand why they asked, but they did. Of all the women at these events, men could pick anyone easily, yet they seem to go for the waiters.Looking in the mirror at her silky black thigh-high dress and her heels, she nods and walks out, the music playing. She smiles, looking around, wishing she was one of the women out here talking, laughing and enjoying the night, not working. She picks up her tray of food and walks around with it. Every now an
As she finishes her song, she watches her manager walk over, smiling slightly. His hands take the guitar and place it down as she looks at him, confused. The entertainment isn’t back, not that she can see anyway. “Melinda, this young gentleman would like to dance. Can you take time out for the next song, please? I have someone setting up music.” Anais simply nods, not sure how to answer; she usually is not asked. Jamie, her manager, always asked Scarlett or Rosemary, sure again they were their fake names, but still, she felt happy and scared at the same time. She stands looking at the man. He is well-built. It is clear just from looking at him, even in his suit, you can see that. His arm extends, his hand facing up. Anais gently places hers in his hand and walks to the dance floor, hoping the next song is not too slow or too fast. She is not the best dancer, which could be why she is never chosen. Getting to the dance floor, she stands, her awkwardness radiating from her as Bob Marl
Anais fights to answer him. “My innocence is already tainted, Sir, and I don’t believe you are a threat, Sir. Can I call you, Sir? I don’t know your name, and I would like to address you in some way.” Her body relaxes more as she dances, his hand slowly sliding further down her back, settling on her arse. She ignores him and continues dancing. “Let’s just stick to Sir, shall we?” He pulls her closer, her body against his and she can feel her heart fluttering away. She could have sworn at any minute it would fly out of her chest. “Mmm, you seem a little heated up, Kitten.” The words sent shivers down her spine, and she can’t deny it. Something about him makes her want him. Yet, at the same time, she can sense the danger of him. She ignores his question and keeps dancing, hoping her heart slows down and doesn’t give away her feelings. They continue dancing, the song finishing and Melinda turns to walk away, his hands stopping her once again. She looks at him, unsure if she can conti
They stand staring at each.“Well, that is a pleasant surprise, Anais. You have certainly lost your innocence since I last saw you. Now may I ask who caused you to?”She stands staring at the man, the man she ran away from, while Lana Del Rey - 'Video Games' was playing in the background, that was over six years ago. She had always wondered what would have become had she not run from him. Now is her chance to see.Standing, she looks at Lucifer. She can’t remember why she ran before. That first date was unique, then something inside her told her to run, told her he would destroy her, yet here she is, wanting him.He walks over and takes her phone, he puts his number in it. Waiting, he holds out his own, his eyes watching as she puts her number in before handing it back.“Well, I guess I will let you consider that for a short time. I will be in touch, Anais; I sure hope the Kitten doesn’t run from the devil this time.” He strokes her face walking out, leaving her standing there, unsure
He steps and looks at her.“Oh, you really do have a death wish, don’t you?” He moves closer, his body pinning her against the wall. He wouldn’t, would he? She looks at him, and right now, she is not so sure this was a good idea, but she won’t run now. This could just be a test.“You wouldn’t kill me, would you?” She found her strength. Standing defiant, ready to fight back, knowing full well she won’t be able to win this fight.“Oh, I could so easily kill you, Anais, so, so easily.” His fingers trail down her neck, his tongue licking across his lips. His face leans towards hers, his tongue gently gliding across her lips. Lucifer’s need for her is strong, he wants her right now, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to kill her. Why is that?“Yet, I know you won’t. You’re not as bad as you make out.” His head snaps up to her words, his lips curli
Waking up, Anais looks around, unsure of the room that is holding her captive. She has never been here, yet it is beautiful. High ceilings, and beautiful artwork on the walls, sitting up she looks around, everything flooding back to her.Lucifer tried to kill me. Did someone save me from him? Her thoughts are confusing her as she can’t remember anything after. The door opens, and Lucifer walks in. He doesn’t stop or stare at her. He walks straight towards her. Stopping at her feet, he hands her a coat.“Leave, and don’t look back, ever.” He was within seconds of killing her, and there would be no way he could save her. She knows how close to death she was, and she still doesn’t take his warning.“No, I don’t want to walk away, not until I see just what this can become. I don’t care that you nearly killed me. I don’t want to walk away like I did six years ago and constantly wonder what if.&rdquo
Then what? He knows what, then he has no choice but to kill her, no choice but to silence her and ensure no one else is told the tale of how she met Lucifer, the fallen angel. He never changed his name; he let it be a warning to women; she just doesn’t listen.The sound of the phone ringing, makes Anais glance at him. Lucifer answers it, his face quickly twisting into a grimace as Anais watches, finally realising how much of a colossal mistake she has made. She thought yesterday he was trying to scare her away; now she realises that yesterday was just a tiny fraction. As she looks at the face of pure evil.Anais’s body is trembling; her thoughts muddled as she looks at him, slowly her vision blurs as she realises what she has done, and now it is too late to turn back.Lucifer is looking at her, his arms wide as he holds the phone to his ear, his eyes red like fire, and she can only describe it as something out of a horror movie. His words come