City Of Need

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Roxy

I walk along the hallway of London's record company. I can already smell him, even if I didn't know what conference room he was in, I'd still be able to find him.

The girl on reception that let me in recognized my frazzled demeanour and understood it was urgent that I find London and hand him the package personally. As she made up my name badge and gave me the passcode for London's manager's floor, we chatted about bad bosses and unrealistic expectations. - One receptionist to another - even though I'm not a receptionist- I'm a criminal. With a criminal family and a criminal overbearing father, who I am desperate to stay away from. But she bought the act and she let me in, directed me to the room where the 'actually very famous' London Ramona was having a meeting with the new PR company they're trying to recruit.

Arriving at the meeting room door, I start to doubt my plan. I know it's an important meeting because London told me about it as he was zipping up his jeans after fucking me over the kitchen counter... Jesus - that boy... the things he can do...

Anyway the meeting can't be that important or he would have made sure he was on time for it. And this will be fun. He'll like it. I'm sure he will. Everyone loves surprises.

I stand on tip toes, looking through the window at the top of the door. I'll just peek in, to get a glimpse of him. Read the room.

He's in mid-flow, smiling around the table where six hipsters lean forward, hanging on his every word. They all look like they adore him. Like they'd worship at his feet. As I watch him smile in that lazy way he does I realise that this is how the world sees him. As some beautiful, charming God. That's not how I see him. I see his as a player. A sparing partner. I like to make life as difficult as possible for him.

As he speaks his eyes land on the impossibly gorgeous red head at the head of the table. Fucking red heads. They are the bane of my life. He's giving her that smile. The one that's like taking a shot gun to a butterfly. She won't stand a chance.

Oh, hang on, she's smiling back. Did he just wink at her? What the fuck?

Before I know what I'm doing my knuckles are wrapping on the meeting room door and then I'm pushing it open.

Using my most devastating smile I say, 'Sorry to disturb you, I have a package for London Ramona and it's urgent.'

All seven heads around the table swing in my direction. Fuck. What am I doing now? What the fuck is wrong with me? Why can't I just be a normal girl? Play by normal rules? The red head eye flicks me up and down, then meets my eyes as if she can see right through me.

London looks at me, quirking a brow and says, 'Come in. I've just finished my presentation. I can take a look now.' Then he looks to the red head and says, 'Jade, would you mind taking a look at the visuals we've come up with and tell us where we're going wrong. You'll see then why we specifically need your help to help us turn this shit show around.'

He winks at her and a flush works its way up her neck. For fucks sake.

Gesturing for me to come further into the room he says, 'Don't be shy. I can take a look now.'

My eyes go wide as I see the demon in his eyes. Whatever he's about to do he is totally on board with. The fact that I've ambushed him means nothing. He's going to play this his way.

'Urm, I don't think it's that urgent. I can just leave it with you, and you can open it later.'

'No problem at all, come on in.' His smile is so wide if he decided to, he could swallow me whole.

I stumble across the room in my stupid heels, praying I don't trip, then place the box in his hands.

The demon twinkles at me as he says, 'Take a seat for a moment. Just in case they need an answer.'