Chapter 1 : Nyv's Meeting

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          The bar was loud past the curtains of her private room. Nyv Banlos had been hiding away from someone. Her ex. Fuck that whore was insane. Sending love letters to her every which way. Even going as far as sending plan old little photos of Nyv shopping. That didn't matter however. At least not at that moment, Nyv was always a charming woman. No matter what she did she had always managed to get some lady or gentleman either under her or on top of her. She always hoed around. The woman on top of her was different however. Her hair was a beautiful silky white and her skin was smooth like porcelain. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown, almost like amber. She looked so divine.

          "You're quite beautiful, madam." Nyv stuttered out, struggling underneath the woman's beauty. 

The woman chuckled. "Thank you, darlin'. But how about you hush up and let me take care of ya." She grabbed Nyv's tie. 

"You never told me your name." Nyv let go of the young woman. Her eyes.....she began to be lost in those burning embers that were full of lust. 

          "My names Yari...Yari Brenwood. Now shut that pretty mouth of yours." Yari leaned in to bite her neck when Nyv saw a slight shine on her finger. A ring? No. A wedding band. The beautiful young woman upon Nyv's lap was married! But to whom? Why was she here in a bar? All on her own?

          Nyv didn't care. Yari was beautiful. All Nyv wanted to do was just hold her, touch her, taste her. The wedding band shined brightly. Who was the lucky man? Or...who was the lucky gal? Just when she was about to ask, a man busted in....respectfully? I don't even know if that's possible but...he did----

          "Madam Brenwood. Your husband is out by the wagon. He ordered a nice stage coach for you and him." Yari had gotten off once she had heard the door opening..the woman was quick. Too quick. She does this alot, you can tell. What is Nyv ranting about? God she's pretty.

          "On it, Trinklot. Thank you." She left her necklace on Nyv's lap. Was this a sign? No she's married. Ugh. Confusing ass women. Yari left after the odd butler dude--he was sickly looking. You could see his ribs poking through his suit. Lord. Maybe tomorrow Nyv will get lucky.

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