~Fiona's P.O.V~
Zayna, Wesley, and I all sit on Zayna's bed. The twin sized bed that's just a few inches wider than the other beds, for some reason. What a lucky fuck. Every Sunday when the business is closed because it happens to be that Annie is religious. Ha! Annie Emeralds, the one who sells us to other men for sex, is religious. Imagine the irony of that. Wesley's hands are flying around feverishly as she reenacts God knows what. I'm not paying much attention anyway, my mind drifting back to meeting Evelyne for the first time yesterday. Her eys sent chills down my spine, because her grey mysterious eyes remind me of my past. The deep and dark, twisted "fairytale" that was my life. A few years back.
"So the guy ended up passing out when I finished!" Wesley falls back on the bed laughing, her beautiful eyes crinkling up with laughter. The same eyes that close heavily when I wrap my arms around her and draw patterns on her neck with my tongue. She loves it. Everyone's laughing along and I join them, even though I wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to what the joke is. The door swings open and creaks all the way, as Evelyne emerges from her shower, wet and shivering. The water droplets from her hair fall gently on her eyelashes and soak the hardwood floor. The towel that she picked up in a frenzy of excitement to get into her shower ended up being a hand towel, and it exposes her long, beautiful legs. Her breasts poke out from the top, and her hair graciously falls down her back, creating a pool of water behind her. Her teeth are chattering as she turns to face us. "Has anyone heard of like, hot water?" We all laugh because this is how we've all felt on our first shower in the House of Whores. There's barely any hot water and when there is, Annie hogs it all.
"What's hawt water? Is that like, a new drink or something?" Zayna asks in mock confusion. Evelyne laughs her calm and cool laugh. It's cute. Sexy, even? I glance at Wesley, only to see that she's already staring at me. Her stare that sends me a private message: You're not thinking of anyone else but me, right?
Of course not, you're the only one for me.
Wesley smiles. I love you,
Love you too.
We always have these private conversations. We know eachother so well, we let our eyes do the talking. This is the girl I fell in love with. This is the girl who, no matter what happens, I'll never leave her side. So why is Evelyne making me reconsider?
At the end of the day, I know what I have to do: Stay away from Evelyne. Evelyne is dangerous.
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