Storms of Fate [ SOF ] [ BTS ]

Chapter 6 : Glimpse Of Hell (M, Dark)

Anya POV :

I took a nap after setting an alarm. I had previously already informed my guards in case the over enthusiastic host came to fetch me himself. After what I knew would happen, I wanted to spend as little time as possible in the rooms with those people.

I had a pretty good idea what I would see. I still lay on my pillow, trying to gather my willpower. It was true that I myself did not need to do anything to help in the mission, but I needed to keep all the attention centered on me. In a good way. That meant pretending to be okay with all the activities taking place.

Already I knew I was succeeding. People here seemed... over eager to show me their brutal side.

God knows why they think I would be impressed by it.

All my business dealings were always fair. I had broken at least 3 contracts with known business sharks over the issue of their treatment to my staff. Their ILL treatment of them to be exact.

So what the fuck gave them the idea that boasting or showing their twisted, vulgar lust and inhumanity would win them brownie points with me?

Did they think I was Lilith?

Giving myself a shake at the utter uselessness at the direction my thoughts were taking, I finally rose myself up. Checking my cellphone I saw it was already 8:30 pm.

Oh bother. I was only half an hour late? Nopes.

I decided to take a shower and then dress to kill more time. By the time I was done, it was only 9.

Sighing I checked myself in the mirror. Not wanting to put much effort, I had donned a white satin dress with my hair flowing softly till my waist. A swipe of my nude lipstick and I was done.

I walked to my doors and prepared myself for the vision that I would see downstairs.

Even though I was a virgin, my knowledge of sex extended beyond the scope of normal people. Sex was the most common denominator of any situation. May it be desire, manipulation, jealousy, acquisition or drive, its place in the business world was surprisingly plenty. Me being a young girl I was when I had started out, was a target to plenty such situation.

Thankfully I had avoided them all. Because I did believe in one statement. Knowledge is power.

I had quickly versed myself on it. What was the usual desire, how bad could someone's needs get, how ugly the situations could turn into. So I had a pretty good idea of what to expect.

I knew what was going on. But I would be seeing that depravity for the first time.

With a gentle flick of my wrist on the handle, I unlocked the door. As I stepped outside, Jackson and Peter flanked me without words. No teasing about how I looked, no telling me any updates on our host. It could only mean they had already seen what was going on.