4: TRANSFORMATION OF THE GOOD GIRL TO A SEDUCTRESS

     Eve stood in front of a door that seemed not to be the place Shia would go to. not to mention the narrow alleys Eve struggled to walked into, this place was just too dilapidated and filled with people that were too suspicious. Men that were in it don’t look like the ‘rich-handsome hot hunk’ Shia rushed to bragged about.

     And of course, she did have the honor to hook up with them.

     The place was not far from where her rented place was but the hundreds passage she went into made it looked like she just walked a mile just to reach it.

     “Have I gone to the wrong place?” she wondered but then, the enormous ‘PIACERE’ (pronounced as pya-siyere) was clearly written on bold letter with red lights on top of the door.

     She reached for her cellphone in her handbag, about to call Shia. But then, even before she could take it out, she heard a flirty sweet tone yelling far behind her.

     Though she wasn’t familiar with Shia’s voice, she was sure it was her.

     “Eve girly!” as she run towards her excitedly, her hand was waving at her that some people near the entrance of the door looked at her with wondered.

     Just who the hell would yell so loudly in the middle of the night.

     And yes. It was an hour before midnight and Shia suggested that hour since she said that that’s when the real deal guys would arrive in the bar.

     “Oh no!” was the first words that came out of Shia’s red tinted lips as she scanned Eve’s figure.

     And it made Eve raise a brow. Though she never entered clubs or bars in her life, she was not naïve of what proper dress to wear. Or how she should look.

     She even bought a fitted burgundy dress that curved every part of her body that she never had the honor to wore before. For this dress only reached half of her legs and it even had a spaghetti strap.

     However, Shia; who was a pro on this field, shook her head in disapproval.

     “This look of yours won’t work. come!”

     “Wait-”

     Eve was given no chance to protest as Shia pulled her away. and her complete make-over begun.

***

     It was a total transformation. As Eve looked at her reflection in the bathroom’s mirror, she could totally fall for Shia’s make-over look.

     She was a different person. No. she was the complete opposite of what she was thirty minutes ago.

     Her usual black wavy hair was pulled into a messy bun, exposing her slender neck that was festooned with silver necklace that was so thin it was almost invisible but had this pendant of a small red teardrop. And it originally came from her earrings that Shia purposely destroyed.

     Her make-up was intensified, and she looked smoky, foxy…and flirty.

     Shia didn’t just end in that. She was so dissatisfied that she even cut her dress higher than before, with few holes on her abdomen that showed pieces of her bare pale skin.

     And though this different person she became of didn’t seem appropriate, Eve saw herself smiling.

     “Oh… I never knew our Little Miss Ideal could be such seductress huh!” Shia teased and she even pinched her on her behind that made Eve jumped in surprise.

     “hey!” she protested but she was just smiling, it didn’t make an impact to the girl.

     “Fortunately! It didn’t go into a waste. Let’s go!” Eve just let her cling into her arm and pulled her somewhere.

     Whatever it is, realizing what she’s getting into, Eve felt both nervous and… excited.

***

     “You really don’t fear anything, do you?” Simon scolded as he glared at the man who was calmly sitting on the sofa with legs crossed.

     The cigar stuck between his fingers were emitting a thick whiff of smoke.  

     Lucas sucked and puffed a cloud of cigarette smoke towards the air. The music was banging so loudly and people were too busy dancing and being wild on every part of the hall.

     No one really cared about them. Well, except for the girls who had caught a sight of his sinfully beautiful face.

     “Of course, I do. I actually feared you’ll end up nagging the whole time I’m here, Sim.” His joke only made the latter frown in frustration.

     Simon gulped a mouthful of beer and again scanned the bar suspiciously. He had been anxious that some police were able to infiltrate in and catch his friend.

     “Don’t worry too much.” Lucas tapped his shoulder. “Piacere secured by the most powerful person in this city. Even the most valiant police won’t recklessly enter just to catch a little criminal like me.”

     In disagreement, Simon shook his head. “You know you’re not just a ‘little’ catch. And you’re also not a criminal.”

     Lucas shrugged. “But this is actually the safest place for me right now. No one would thought that a criminal will dare to stay at the place he executed the crime, don’t they?”

     Though he didn’t like the idea, Simon was convinced. Indeed, this place is protected by the most powerful man in the city.

     The late chairman of the Heirta family that though he’s long dead, his connection was still as powerful as when he’s alive.

     Some people just won’t die even after their death.

***

     Eve and Shia went inside the bar where she stood before. When they entered, it didn’t seem like what she expected. No high-class place where rich people or famous young people would lounge into. It just seemed ordinary.

     “Is this it?” she asked Shia but the latter just grinned.

     Instead of stopping on where people were dancing and drinking, they went on and walked passed through the crowd. Eve was led into a door on the corner and, she realized they were descending in a basement.

     After a couple of minutes, they soon reach a short alley where at the end, was a door guarded by two muscular guys that seemed like a fighter in some heavyweight MMA fight.

     When they stood before them, their eyes were evident that they knew Shia at once glance. An indication she was indeed a loyal costumer. Yet, when they looked at Eve who was becoming timid before of their difference in size, their look seemed suspicious and wary.

     “Don’t worry, she’s a friend of mine,” Shia explained but the two guards still blocked their way.

     They seem like they had no single bit of plan to let Eve inside.

     “Miss Smithson. Don’t make it hard for us. you know our rule, don’t you?”

     With their retort, Shia looked at Eve for a while then back at the guys. She gestured them to lean down which the other one did.

     Then, Shia whispered though it didn’t seem like she intended it to be a whisper. It was just too loud enough to be heard.

     “You may not have known but she’s the only daughter of the Rizzo Family. The heiress!”

     With her words, The two guards seemed flustered for a moment though they were still suspicious.

     Eve was left with no choice but to bring out her ID and showed it to them that made them both timid and polite.

     “Please excuse us, Miss Rizzo. You may enter as you please,” they said and even opened the door for them.

     With a successful smile, Shia threw her arms over her shoulder and pulled her inside.

     “It’s really different to be an extremely wealthy daughter, isn’t it?” she asked that only made Eve sneer.

     She hated it when she was only known because of her father’s wealth and power.

     “Are you sure it’s safe? My father will surely know I was here since my identity was revealed.”

     “Shh! Don’t worry Eve girly. Piacere is where you could be wild and all and no one will know about it. So, kick you’re a*s off and just enjoy! There’s no ideal campus girl Eve Rizzo right now but just the seductress Eve. Go wild!”

     “Wild…”

     Eve felt a rush of sinful excitement.