Athena Colt, a self made millionaire businesswomen with a dark past finds herself at an annual masquerade ball to honor the rich and successful.
Athenas dark and mysterious persona intrigues no other than Griffin Romano, a dangerous mafia leader.
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as the hours pass i will let you know that i need to ask before i'm alone
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My bare feet freeze on the cold marble floor below me, the hair stands up straight on my arms. I refrain from holding myself for warmth in fear of looking cowardly.
It was hard to stay warm when I was still bare in just a tank top and underwear. To say the least I was more than great full I opted on not wearing a thong.
"Keep up." Griffin orders as he looks over his shoulder. He leads me up a familiar set of stairs leading to the main floor. I don't have much time to look when we go up another staircase. As we walk I notice the familiarity of the rooms, we pass the guest wing and his bedroom and office that I once lurked in.
We reach to what I hope it our last set of stairs. Our walk continues until we reach a door. Griffin waits until I'm by his side to open the door, before he does he looks me up and down. "Fuck" he groans in annoyance, "you can't wear that in here." I stare at him in dismay as he un buttons his black shirt leaving him in a much tighter black undershirt.
"Put this on." He mumbles as he hands me his shirt. Despite my long legs and torso, the shirt still managed to reach my mid thigh. "Thank you." I say, truly thankful. I wasn't sure if I had the strength to fight against whoever was behind this door. Not only that but I needed to play my part to stay alive.
I fumble quickly with the buttons as his once attractive tattooed hands opened the door, things change when you get kidnapped. I wasn't the type to fall at the hands of Stockholm.
He steps in first, and I follow. The large room is filled with an even larger conference table. At the head of the large table sits Sam, Vincent, and a face I didn't recognize. About 20 or 30 more men sit around the table.
Griffins presence in the room commands attention as they all turn and look, most sitting up straighter, puffing out their chest. They all sought out for his validation, it was more than strange.
He grabs my wrist tightly, pulling me over to his side. "This is our new baiter. Athena." I felt like I was standing in a fish bowl, with everyones gaze burning through my skin. "I've heard a lot about you Athena, nice to finally meet you." The unfamiliar face says. His sarcasm and egotistical tone hurting my pride.
"Athena can be quite the manipulator, I expect none of you to be fooled by her. Only speak to her when order or necessary." I stand there dissociating while he rambles on about my reasons being here.
One thing lead to another and the meeting was over, the room cleared out while I stood there waiting for what comes next.
"Damon" Griffin says, "take her down to her room." The unknown face gained the name Damon. As he stood up from the chair, I realized how tall he really was. About an inch or so shorter than Griffin. "Will do boss."
