A beautiful woman

After our performance at Mason Steele’s house, one of the servers asked me to follow her to meet a guest who had asked for me.

I was shocked to find a glamorous beauty waiting near the pool. She was standing under the lights, looking spectacular in a bright red dress and black heels. The woman had long wavy black hair and a very pretty, older woman face. Her lips were painted bright red and I hoped the words that would come out were not venomous. 

When she saw me approaching, she smiled and took a sip of her drink. 

“So, you are April Hartfield?” the woman asked. Her tone sounded a bit condescending which put me off immediately.

“Yes, I am.” I said, confidently staring at her.

“What do you know about, Mason Steele?” she asked.

“Honestly, not much. We were invited to perform here. It’s Jenny, our manager who handles everything.”

“You have been here three times, I believe.”

I nodded. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Everything, my dear. You see, that handsome man is not for everybody. I let whores have him but that’s all. If anyone decides to date him, all I can say is it won’t be a very good experience.”

“Well, I’m not interested in dating him so don’t waste your time threatening me.”

“You may not be interested right now,” she said, before taking another sip of her drink. “I know mason. I know the signs he displays when he wants a woman. I’m not saying he wants you, all I’m saying is you should stay away.”

“Oh, I wish I could but don’t worry, all I need from here is the money he pays for our performances, nothing more. Besides, rumours say he’s dangerous.”

“They are not just rumours, little girl. Those are facts. He is a dangerous man, and I’m a dangerous woman. We are fit for each other. Try to come between us and you won’t like what will happen.”

“Who are you?”

The woman was acting so shady and ridiculous. She even looked older that Mason. 

“You are all obsessed with g****e nowadays. If you get time, g****e Carolina Mendoza. You’ll know why you need to stay away. Now, go.”

Sighing, I turned away from the woman while I went back to my friends. 

“Who was asking for you?”

“Some woman. Said her name was Carolina Mendoza.”

Maria and Olivia gasped at the same time. 

“Oh my goodness,” Maria exclaimed. “What did you do?”

“Nothing. Why would you think that?”

“Carolina Mendoza is the drug queen of Miami. She has killed a lot of people and is one of the most wanted criminals in the world right now. If you got her attention, it can’t be good. What did she want?”

“To tell me not to get close to Mason Steele, something I don’t intend to do.”

“You have to live the city,” Maria said.

“Don’t be dramatic,” I said.

“I’m telling you, that woman is bad news.”

“Come on, let’s get more drinks. I don’t want to talk about this.”

Ten minutes later, we were dancing in the hall with drinks in our hands. It had started drizzling outside and the party had moved inside. It was a crazy party with people doing all sorts of things. Some were drinking, others taking drugs, making out, and many other things. It was wild, and crazy. I didn’t see Mason and other high profile guests anywhere. Not even Carolina. I wondered if they were together. 

 A few minutes later, I saw Mason, Carolina and three well-dressed older gentlemen coming down the stairs. Carolina’s hair bounced as she walked down elegantly. When they got to the foot of the stairs, she said something to him but he shook his head and started looking around. Our eyes met and I froze.

“April,” I turned to see Jed standing next to me.

“Can we dance?” he asked.

I didn’t want to dance with him since he ghosted me, but I couldn’t see any other option. Maria had found herself a new dance partner and left me alone.

“Sure, why not.”

Jed took my hand in his as a new song started. As we danced, my eyes found my way to where Mason and Carolina were dancing. I didn’t know why I was feeling bitter seeing them together. I couldn’t possibly be jealous, could I? I had no interest in the man. Mason looked so good, so handsome and sexy in that fitting suit. His muscular arms could not be compared to the skinny ones of Jed. 

“I need another drink,” I said, and looked around for a waiter. There was none, but drinks were being served at the bar.

“I’ll get one for you,” Jed offered.

“Okay.”

No sooner had Jed left than I felt hands wrap around my waist before letting go almost immediately. I nearly screamed as I turned around. I froze when I saw who it was.

“Mr. Steele,” I said.

What the hell was happening? I could still feel the fire those hands had ignited on my body. I wanted them back so badly.

“Miss Hartfield,” Mason said. “May I have this dance?”

I looked around and saw Jed at the bar, waiting for my drinks. “Actually, I’m waiting for…”

“Jed? Come on, he’ll understand.”

“Okay,” I said, unsure.

The universe had it for me that day, because the song changed immediately to an extremely slow one. I smiled nervously as I stepped closer to Mason. I placed my shaky hand on his, hoping he would not notice how nervous I was becoming. When his hand settled on my back, I could feel my body on fire. My heartbeat was so loud and fast I could almost hear it. He pulled me so close that our chests were almost touching. I took a few deep breaths to calm my raging body down as we moved together to the tunes of the song.

A slower song came on and I could feel his hands moving lower to the small of my back. At that point, I was feeling weak in the knees but there was nothing I could do but continue. The women around me were staring at me like I was the luckiest girl in the world. Some had murderous looks on their faces as if I had stolen their beloved jewels. 

I caught a glimpse of Carolina. She was dancing with Jed. When she saw me, she glared daggers and mouthed words that looked like, “I will kill you.”

Back then, I didn’t know just how much trouble I had landed into.