KATHERINE SOLARIAN
Katherine is a strong, powerful woman, she has always admired the story of how her parents changed history on the "Purebloods Rising" day. The day when her mother killed the man who was responsible for the "Purebloods Massacre"
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Sorry it took so long to update, this chapter is a long one, enjoy.
The lavender is beginning to realize it's path of growth, maybe instead of growing in the light it can grow in the shadows.
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I sit by the bar my gaze casually lingering on Max every once in a while. This is my third drink. I'm not concerned about getting drunk, I can hold my liquor. I was hoping the liquor could pass the time by more quickly. I am actually interested in exploring the club and looking at the different sections but I have to keep an eye on Max.
For now, I just look at my surroundings. People are doing all kinds of things. I think I even saw this guy fingering this girl a few stools away from where I was sitting.
I had to keep shifting my body on this stool to apply some friction to my aching core. This drink doesn't help. I think Ezra noticed my situation since he kept smirking at me. I don't know why he's looking at me like that when he knows damn well if I were to look down he would have a massive boner. Seriously though this is fucking torture. I was already hot and bothered when I first came here but after what Ezra did I feel like I just got a hit of a drug. A painful one. The pain was.... painful—but good. Does this even make sense? Maybe I had too much of this drink. I huff in frustration and squeeze my legs shut. But the friction isn't enough. I didn't think this sex club would make me this horny.
"You ok love?" Ezra asks with a smile of amusement. "I'm fine," I say in a surprisingly calm tone. "Really?" He asks in a knowing tone. "You don't look fine."
"Well, I am," I say and glance at Max. He seemed to have finished his conversation with that guy and was standing up. I tense up and stand up from my stool. "He is on the move"
I don't bother waiting for Ezra and just start following Max. He has entered an unfamiliar section of the club. It's quieter here— darker. I glance around with furrowed brows. My pace is slow enough to not make myself noticeable but fast enough to be able to keep him in eyes view.
I see Max turn a corner. I stay behind the wall and peek over. He walks over to room 4 and knocks on the door twice. A short girl who has dyed red hair cut into a short bob comes out of the room. She smiles at Max and trails her hand up his arm and onto his shoulder. She stands on her tiptoes and whispers something to Max that causes him to grin. In one sudden movement, Max grabs her waist and they both go into the room slamming the door behind them.
I feel a soft feeling constrict in my chest, knowing he did this for months but push down the feeling.
Don't let your emotions get in the way of your mission.
"Well we have two options, wait until your ex is done fucking a sex worker and then nicely ask questions, or barge in there now and then nicely ask questions," Ezra says from behind me. I glance at him and see him leaning on the wall giving me a look.
