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She walks towards the chair on the left, slips into it, and puts her knees firether Her eyes are beautiful blue stars, the pupils, dark pits of nothing

Would you like a drink?’ I offer politely

‘Thank you, no,’ she refuses, then she thinks better of it ‘Actually, yes, I will have one’

‘What can I get you?’

Her gaze flickers over ht pause, ‘Make it a double’

I walk to the bar and feel her eyes burning into lass fronac bottle and uncap it One thing is for sure: She didn’t just happen to be in the neighborhood

I tilt the bottle and pour out a generous measure

I try to think why she is here and I cannot i to ht I wipe the frown from my forehead and turn around Casually, I walk up to her and hold out the drink

She lets her fingers brush mine as she takes it Of course, they are as befits the paerous man, silky soft

‘Aren’t you having one?’ she asks, one eyebrow arched

‘No’ My voice sounds thick and strange

‘Oh,’ she exclai up at me

It’s like looking down at an angel or an apparition It has a hypnotizing al effect on me, probably because I’ve never been this close to her before I struggle with the crazy urge to grab her and devour her sulky mouth

Fuck! I need to put so between us I walk around lass The way her white throat moves as she ss, the lass loosely in her lap and looks at it The silence stretches between us

Odd Tight Strained

But I hold ue Let her break it

Finally, she looks up ‘I’ … married in six months,’ she says quietly

I already knew that little fact, Tasha You’reson of a psychopathic billionaire It’s a hly ugly and detestable ht Blood on the floor would be the least of it