Writer's POV
As Peridot entered the kitchen Micah stood motionless, motionless not due to fear but motionless because his heart skipped a beat he found Peridot's blood covered form so enchanting.
Taking a deep breath he approached her.
"Are you ok ? Did you and Deangelo fight? Was it because of your upcoming mission?"
Question after question Micah asked as he inspected her for injuries but came up with none.
Brushing past him to the bowl of cereal he was wolfing down, Peridot gazed into his eyes as she silently but oh so seductively placed the spoon in her mouth. Her actions causing surprise to make its way to his face.
"I'm fine and no we didn't fight because of my mission. The blood is from me training a bit€h to heel anywho's tell me about the mission."
Micah stood curious at her words jist who was the one to receive Peridot's training.
Nevertheless he pulled a stool not once speaking on the fact that she was eating from his cereal. Quite entricately he informed her of the mission, a creepy smirk making its way to her face.
"Micah I wanna go out later to the most intense, sexually driven club there is will you take me ?"
Peridot asked the question already knowing his answer, tonight would be wild one that would scar her wayward husband and his malignant mind forever. Tonight she would make him know that she was a temptress and never failed in getting subjects on their knee's.
Micah thought over her words carefully but gave into hope that she just wanted to blow off some steam.
After telling her it was no problem they bantered on about the mission as well as other miniscual things. The scene was quite nice though the room was filled with lies and deceit.
The seemingly cool atmosphere took a turn when a fuming Deangelo made his now bandaged way to the two 'friends'.
"What the fu€k is wrong with you ? This is a business transaction ok volpe . I will make you pay for what you did!" Deangelo seethed as he made his way grabbing Peridots arm quite roughly.
He expected a bit of fear from her but insted he was met with her grim laughter and glowing frame accompanied by a knee to the gut causing him to double over still grasping Peridots arm.
Ripping her arm from him she looked down at him in distain clearly conveying her message of hate and annoyance.
"Micah dear I'll see you later tonight" her tone was suggestive as she stared at Deangelo who's head snapped to his brother in a questioning manner.
With those words she left the kitchen to take a swim and relax until the time came.
Surprisingly the hours passed undisturbed for her whilst Deangelo grilled his brother telling him of what transpired.
"She's a hot one" the words escaped Micah's mind into the atmosphere torturing Deangelo to no end.
"Listen tonight we will go to that club and we will see what my dear wife has planned anything happens and I will kill you brother!"
The words did not phase Micah for he knew Deangelo all to well. Carefully he placed the Iv into his brother arm to flush the remaining alcohol from his system after which Micah left his brother to wallow in his drunkeness and soon to be hang over.
The night soon fell and the little bombs set out on their mission Peridot made sure to pick the most inviting but subtle outfit she had styling her hair and rejuvenating her body in a nice shower coupled with scented oils known to induce desire.
Peridot's outfit ^^^
The ensemble she wore hugged her curves and the red made her skin tone stand out seeming to invite the devils in, coupled with deep red eyeshadow and blood red lipstick Peridot was dressed to seduce and kill.
Giving herself a onceover in the mirror she existed the room grinning to herself over the thought of Deangelo not coming into said room at all.
Eloquently she decended the stairs awaiting Micah, in a matter of minutes his presence was felt and seen. He was clad in a semi loose fitting leather pants with a V neck beneath a matching jacket to his pants.
He looked different like the badboy your mother always warned about. A upside down cross hung from his ear with hair slicked back 'Damn this man looks devilishly delicious' Peridot thought to herself.
"You look good enough to eat Micah" she purred strutting towards him lacing her hand around his bicep.
He hadn't a chance to reply as he licked his lips at the sight of her leather clad body and the sweet scent emitting from her made him nauseous with desire.
As they stood indulging in each others presence Deangelo came scent and sight overshadowing the room, he wore a ashgrey suit with a black silk shirt with the top buttons open he looked like a demon about to take a innocent soul.
"Let's go " he seemed refreshed and tried his best to not pay Peridot's enticing form any mind though his eyes betrayed him.
This action shook Peridot to her core with amusement all the while Micah just shook his head irritation, wonder and lust circling like vultures in his mind.
One by one they poured out of the house as a black 4 door hummer with tinted window stood in wait, each made their way into the vehicle each awaiting their night of revere.
The dance of the beast would soon begin.What awaits each individual who knows if there would be a victor?
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