- "Let's go to the parking lot. The entrance to the hall is full of reporters" Will said, looking at Ethan and waiting for confirmation.- "Okay" he agreed. Even when he didn't mean to, Ethan was an alpha. His posture and way of communicating made it clear that he did not submit, he only commanded.The small group left the hall discreetly. Even though I didn't want to, the image reminded me of three beautiful couples. Will positioned himself next to Blair, right behind Ethan and Mariah.They avoided the elevator and took the stairs, going down to the first parking lot. And the way Ethan nimbly led the group to the exit, there was no doubt; that was also one of his buildings.Outside the hall, the cold breeze enveloped Blair. The satin dress didn't cover much of her body, which was an oasis for every man's vision. They walked to the limousine parked near the stairs, where a man uniformly dressed in black was waiting.- "Mr. Banks" the chauffeur nodded to his boss.- "To the Tonight Clu
The moment the chorus of the electrifying song began and the men around her stopped dancing just to watch her, the redhead gave herself completely to the rhythm. Blair was not a woman they could compare to others they had seen before.While the redhead's short blue dress dominated the fertile minds on the dance floor, friends chatted around the table. Mack was speaking directly to Ethan when Will stood up and walked over to the guardrail. It didn't take him long to find Blair, moving her body with unbelievable lightness and sensuality.The way she danced made the man lose his mind for a few seconds, until he decided he wanted to accompany her. Will returned to the table when Mack finished speaking.- "Isn't Blair on the dance floor?" Mack leaned over to check the runway on their floor. However, he noticed that the redhead wasn't there.- "She's... downstairs" Will drank the rest of his Martini, still standing, ready to see the redhead's spectacle up close.- "What?" Ethan stood up, lo
- "Do I care, Blair? I'm just saying you can't do drugs on my property"- "That's what Mack just did!"- "And you won't do it again, because the fucking club just closed." Ethan slammed the glass cup against the wooden table, which caused a crack in the container.He looked at the redhead with such anger that he barely recognized himself. That wasn't his usual behavior. Not even Will knew the man's lack of control.- "Are you acting like this because I refuse to obey you? Put something in your head, Ethan. We're just friends" Blair raised her eyebrows with evident audacity and sarcasm.- "What?" Without a doubt, this was the first time in many years that someone had dared to speak to him like that. Banks was accustomed to obedience that was very prone to fear. Seeing Blair talk like she was his boss took him out of his orbit.- "FRIENDS" she spelled out, letter by letter.Ethan pushed the glass towards Blair, dragging the glass across the wooden table. He felt his own body shaking wit
- "Look on the bright side. You're with a handsome man in the matter" Drake tried to alleviate the situation.- "Since when is a man good?" Blair covered her face with both hands.- "Let me think. Is it good when it's Ethan Banks? Girl, do you want both?"- "Drake, no!" she grabbed the pillow in her reach and threw it at her friend, making him laugh out loud at her reaction.- "How was the rest of the night for you?" Blair sat back down next to Drake as he asked.- "I was tired, because this week was tough. But, you know, I was excited to see those famous models that inspired me in the beginning. And Mariah Donovan was in the show, it couldn't get any more badass than that"- "Mariah Donovan, Ethan Banks' girlfriend" Blair wasn't able to hide the irony in her voice.- "We know he doesn't date, so let's be honest. She's a snack for the trip, at most"- "And what would she be to you?" Even though it didn't seem like it, Blair was interested in her friend's answer. She wanted to know if
- "Yes. We always fought, even during firefights" Susan said, smiling at the men.- "This must have been a historic time"- "And it was" Spencer agreed.The inspector returned to his chair, and Susan sat down next to Colton. She observed the material on the table and found that it was a case being analyzed. His expert eye knew a scene when he saw one.- "What are you doing, Spencer?"- "Working on a new investigation" he replied, looking back at the report.- "Not so new" Colton added.- "Working alone?" Susan insisted, leaning back in the almost comfortable chair.- "It's the Banks case" he simply said. There was no need to say more, not after so many failed investigations.- "Do you have new clues?"- "Actually, I'm working with a new agent"- "New?"The police officer furrowed her eyebrows. In all his years working alongside Spencer, he had never seen him recruit new people to help him. He was too self-centered to ask for help, and he didn't mind getting bogged down in his work.-
- "The betrayal? No, it doesn't affect me anymore. In fact, I don't think it ever affected me. But I don't want you to blame yourself, Trevor"- "What about love?" Trevor left Blair's favorite white lilies on the suite's dining table.- "Someone will love you. I'm sorry it wasn't her, but it won't be me either"The man advanced on Blair, but she was quick to move away. The truth was that she tolerated Trevor because she thought she needed someone, a relationship, to feel less antisocial. However, his life had changed in a radical way. The woman no longer needed to pretend to be someone, because, in the end, she would still be insufficient. And then she decided that the only person she couldn't lose was herself.- "Who are you going to call when everything falls apart?" he made his last attempt, already feeling the longing being replaced by anger.- "It won't be you, or I'll end up wasting time. You're a liar, Trevor, and you could look at me and hide the truth" Blair was avoiding reme
And then the models looked at her with admiration, because she was the woman of the moment in the fashion world. Critics always praised her for her catwalk performances, and that was every one of those people's dreams. Behind Mariah, two people with cameras in hand followed her. They were making a kind of documentary behind the scenes.Blair didn't get up from the couch, but she knew Mariah was walking towards her. With a juxtaposed black dress, her slim body was well shaped, and it made her look good. Mariah smiled as she approached the redhead, as if they were long-time friends.- "Blair, honey, how about a photo?" Mariah smiled as the camera panned to her face.Blair, on the other hand, couldn't hide her discomfort. She knew right then and there that Mariah was the type who would do anything to make people have a good image of her. The redhead stood up and smiled at the camera, but she didn't seem as friendly as she would have liked.- "Of course"They stood side by side, like grea
- "You look very beautiful. And, if I may say so, you outshone all the models" Michele commented. The way she was by Jean's side didn't go unnoticed. He seemed to be in an extra-professional relationship.- "Thanks"- "I called you to thank you for the good work you've done at my agency. And here, of course"For a brief moment, Blair felt guilty. That work was not being done by Michele, but by Spencer's investigation. It was just a good facade. On the other hand, the redhead knew that Michele wanted to score points with Jean. Therefore, both had personal interests in the relationship.- "No need to thank me. It's a pleasure working with you"- "I didn't know your father until this edition of Fashion Week, but now we're having a frank conversation. And, my god, why didn't you tell me he's so amazing?" her boss commented, with the biggest smile on her preserved face.Blair felt her stomach drop. The biggest traumas of her childhood were caused by the man Michele had called incredible, a