(OLD) 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓞𝓯 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓶𝓮 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 22: House Arrest (some Lime)

Northside of Beacontown - Ender Art Museum

3rd POV

A middle-aged man with ginger hair and beard, tall and proud in his everyday professional suit, introduced some of the finest arts and sculptures to the upper classes. Rich people. All in their semi-formal attire, but Jesse doesn't even bother try to blend in.

Had hair and makeup done after "borrowing" some of the women's cosmetics in the women's restrooms. She also stole one of women's expensive designer's handbag while she wasn't looking. Surprisingly Reuben could even fit in the bag.

Sneaky little pig.

According to existing lustful pricks who dare to breathe the same air, nobody would be made into a great display than women.

Pretty much why she loved making herself into "bait."

Jesse stood in the crowd, silently yawning, already she's not interested in any paintings that the museum owner keeps talking about regarding their meanings and values. She looked around the corner to find anything visually appealing to keep her out of boredom until she caught the attention on what it seemed to be an old, charcoal black skull sitting on display.

It did gave her quite a scare, yet she didn't want to take her eyes off of it. As if the skull strange enough, enchanted her. She couldn't think why but she grew a liking to it.

Just then, an unfamiliar voice belonged to a grown man startled her, "She's such a beauty isn't she?"

The green-eyes girl turned to see a tall medium-skin man, seemed to be in his late 40s- early 50s, , wearing dark black and grey-striped polo shirt and his white pants. He looked more muscular and intimidating than her previous so-called "fling."

"Oh uh...yeah! It's probably why I'm staring at it!" Chuckled Jesse, brushing her hair back.

He leaned in and whispered, "Did you know that skull belonged to this beautiful dancer who was killed in order to be silent from exposing the 'false god' centuries ago?"

"Interesting story, and yet I'm not interested. Just wondering how that one's gonna look like as my new decoration." She sassed.

The man chuckled as he wrapped his arm around her, "Somebody's tempted. Although..." He scanned her from head to toe, smirking at the sight of her. "How come I never seen you before? Are you new in town?"

"Mmmm, here for new open opportunities. Too bad nothing here seems to excite me." She stepped closer towards the stranger, nearly pressing his body with hers. He was stunned yet refuse to push her away since he took it as a sign how badly she wants to "cure" her boredom. It was usually him making the first move, but she seemed to be desperate.

"Maybe..." He said, sliding his hands up to her waist.

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Northside of Beacontown - Parking Lot

A red Cadillac pulled up next to Lukas' blue car once they spotted. The parking lot may be almost full but his vehicle stood out simply because it's the paint job. There's no other vehicles that are blue besides Lukas'.

"There's your car." Said Olivia who's driving the Cadillac, next to Lukas, who was relieved to see there's no damage done to it. He got out of the car and noticed a red mark what it shaped to be a kiss stained on his side mirror. He rolled his eyes, not surprised she's up to her tricks again.

"We found your car, so now what?" Asked Olivia as she placed her keys in her bag.

The blond man looked around his car and found nothing, then he look over to the building across the parking lot, "Jess still has ahold of my keys...but I think I know where she's at."