Asmodeus- the God of LUST ✅

11. Allure

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JIMIN-

Her alluring figure came into my vision just to tease the hell out of me. If I didn't have work today, I might have never let her go anywhere wearing that piece of nothing she calls a dress.

Now when I'm aware of her whereabouts, of her little minx friend taking her to my club, I might even enjoy it there. My blue in a short tight dress being her clumsy ass drunk self... A complete package.

I almost let out a chuckle thinking about the scenario while packing for today.

While driving, the only thought of her recognizing me gives me goosebumps all over. I don't want her to know my identity or else she might be in trouble. Or be a trouble for me. Then my mind rewinds to her friend, Zhi wasn't able to recognize me even after having hawk eyes. She won't be able to behind the mask I wear.

I might have to take the chance, I can't even back off, I just had an off yesterday. 

My heart thumping thinking of her or that psychic chic recognizing me, I'm not embarrassed but opening up about my work will be like opening up about a certain part of my life that I would rather keep hidden six feet under.

She doesn't remember, and neither she needs to know the details of my life that are well-kept hidden. I like to keep things under the radar as long as they don't need to be out.

I climb out of my car opening the driver's seat, tonight will be long, I can feel it in my gut.

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She is here somewhere wearing the bare minimum of the dress. That fucking red dress that I want to rip off of her before any other eye catches her. But she isn't mine to fuck with yet.

I make my way back to the changing rooms, where I take out the ripped blue jeans and a white button-down from my bag. Tonight's outfit is quite sexy yet subtle, I like it with extra comfort. All I'll need to work on is my makeover. 

I'm no specialized makeup artist but I know a few tricks I have been doing for months.

I put on the blue eye shadow over my concealer covering it with little sparkles, the next I go with the red hair spray and the contacts. Especially to hide my prominent features. And for the face, I'll be covering it with an angel mask.

Devil eyes behind the Angel mask. I smirk at my reflection, ditching the boots. We'll go barefoot today maybe I'll coerce someone to join me for the performance from the crowd. Nothing excites them more than to be on the stage with me.

I hear the footsteps nearing me making my heart beat a little fast. Her being here was making me extra careful of everything. She might be drunk by the time I reach down and not even recognize me, or she might be with some dude. The latter thought is unsettling somehow.

I'd lose my cool if I see her on the dance floor grinding onto someone when I'm right there. I hate her no doubt but the mere thought of her with someone else is disturbing to some other level. Maybe I hit my head somewhere.