9 | my worst nightmare

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I still don't have an updating schedule but here we go new chapter start...

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"So are the guys your siblings?" I ask. Mare chortles at the question. "Fuck no! They wished they could share the same blood as me." We were standing in line at Club Starlight because as Mare says 'We have to look like normal people.' The line is so fucking long and we're the last people in line! At this point we won't even make it in the club before Roman leaves probably with some random whore.

I spent my morning combing through files on the great Roman Santiago. He is Zeke's right hand and best friend. They've been together for years and have wrecked havoc on the keep ever since rising the ranks of the dark earth angels. According to Aedon, Zeke and Roman are the only two earth angels to ever meet with a fallen angel.

The line moved slow. Only one group entered about every five or so minutes. I groan. "Mare we are never making it in there at this rate!" She shook her head and started her whole spiel on how we needed to look normal. "And anyways Lex, I know you don't believe in us fully so it won't work."

"What won't work?" I wondered if she was talking about that disappearing thing Aedon did the night that I met him.

"Making yourself invisible to nonbelievers." She confidently stated.

Yup I thought correct. I didn't even know what to believe though. Everything was so strange. It just makes no sense.

I give a soft grunt in response and look forward at the line ahead. A car... no a giant fucking limo pulls up in front of the club. "Mare." I hit her shoulder. She's too busy on her phone. "Mare look." Still nothing. She was smiling down at it. Hmm someone's got a new boo. "Gosh damn it Mare look!" I whisper yelled. A couple heads turned towards us but we paid them no attention as Roman Santiago steps out, a trail of men and bimbos following after him.

"That's him isn't it." Mare asked. She didn't bother doing any research on him since this was my assignment. She tagged along for my protect, to be a distraction, and of course the free booze.

"Yes it is. Now can we use that power thingy y'all have and get our asses in there!" I really just didn't want to wait in this line. I could care less that Roman was here already.

"Oh my Lex! You are the most impatient person I've ever met."

"Yea, yea whatever let's go!" I urged her more. She has to give in soon. Right?

"Fine." She mumbles. Yes! I win!

Mare grips my arm and drags me around the corner of the building so that we wouldn't be seen. She takes off one of her bracelets and clasps it around my wrist.

"Press the button on the bracelet and we should be good."

"That's it? Just press the button and we can walk in without anyone seeing us?" I thought it had something to do with believing. I guess they lied.

"C'mon." She drags me back over to the club. I'm stumbling as we pass the long line. Damn you heels.

"Don't try it by yourself" she whispers, "it won't work without one of us since you don't believe yet." There it is. The catch.

We walk past the bouncers. They paid us no attention at all. We followed the stairs
and lights down into the club. It was crowded per usual. The VIP section is upstairs near where I sat with Kohl and my friends last time I was here. That was three days ago. A lot can change in three days. My whole life has been uprooted and changed.

The pit is full of people grinding and dancing. Mare and I walk as fast as we can in our dresses past them. The VIP section has couches and small tables lining the floor. It had fewer people but they were all dressed in suits and skimpy dresses. I scan the room. My eyes passing over the faces of everyone.

Roman Santiago. There you are. I walk up to the group that he was sitting with. Women crowded around them sitting on their laps. I make my way behind the couch. My hand slips across Roman's chest.

"Hey you. You wanna have some fun tonight?" placing a smooth sultry tone in my voice.

"Why don't you come here babe." His voice was low and growling. He took my hand and lead me around the couch. His hands curled around my ass pulling me down right into his lap. Prick.

I start making circles with my finger on his suit jacket. A choking cough caught my attention. I thought it was Mare but I turned to see her busy with not one but two of Roman's friends.

I scan the group. My eyes land on him. He's staring straight at me in disbelief. I don't let my shock show. My mind is screaming internally at me to abort. I can't though. I need to get the information from Roman. Ah fuck! He really had to show up here.

"Hey Lex." The words are directed at me but I don't pay him any heed.

"Is that your name sweet cheeks?"

I wanna barf at the pet name Roman just game me. I can't tell him what it's short for. He'll know I'm Alexandra, the one Zeke wants.

"Short for Lexy." I murmur in his ears. I pull my body closer to him and grind my hips against him. I can feel him getting hard at the touch of my hips on his.

"Lex..." The voice is getting closer and closer.

My body is pulled off of Roman by a strong force. "Lex please," Kohl whispers in my ear, "just give another chance."

I should've listened to my head. I should've aborted the assignment. The lights around my turn darker and the room spins. I can't pass out.

"Get off of her!" a dark muffled voice grounds out. The voice is the last thing I heard before everything went dark.





Hey guys!
Writing has been slow mostly because I get home, read and then pass out. So I'm gonna apologize for the slow updates. This chapter is short mostly because I needed to write in a blank page to work through my thoughts.

Don't hate me for this cliffhanger though😂

Tell me your thoughts

Also... y'all will be getting another short story soon. I have to write one for class and am debating writing about these characters or the ones in Drowning in You.

love y'all
lolo❤️

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