Ascent - Passion's Paradox - VOL.1

.02. Neferu NepTet

          "I've seen you looking at me all night and if you keep staring at me like that, you're going to give me a rash."

The man I'm standing in front of is at the bar of the club I'm in. He looks at me with a raised eyebrow but nothing hides the desire in his eyes that he feels for me. I want to blush for this attention so much it is touching, but it is too usual for me to say anything about it. Tonight I could have told myself that, exceptionally, I would spend my evening drinking and plunging into the sorrow of my disastrous failure, but fate decided otherwise.

Men, men, men.

A lot of things but nothing concrete.

I can't say, unlike some people, that it's not my fault, but what can I say except that power has a taste of pleasure. The power to exert a desire, even the smallest, on a stranger without feeling anything in return. To be able to lead him by the nose - or by the tip of the cock would be more appropriate.

Someone said that women sleep with the men they want, and men with the ones they can get. I don't think that's appropriate. They are just as successful with the opposite sex as we are. I think they only have sex when their dicks allow it though. Desire is one thing that marks the difference between us - the red line. To note that they are not so much able to find the clitoral map, we can very well sleep without any sexual desire. It's been like that since the dawn of time and it continues. So why not continue from time to time for the sake of pleasure.

The goal is to seduce and ruin someone's life just for the sake of it. In truth, I seduce more than I sleep with. The real thrill in all of this is watching the flame burn out and then leaving it on the side. It's not important to rekindle it.

"Would that be pity right there?" he snaps behind a vexed, friendly smile.

I grabbed the glass of whisky he was holding and drank it down before looking at him. This guy reminded me of men in business sometimes, the ones I know at least. Easily roused to anger as soon as they feel less important or lose control of the orders. But what's better than a woman in charge? For them: their toxic virility. But there are fewer female CEOs who have scandalous sex with their secretaries or other men than there are male CEOs. That's a fact.

"Oh, you think so? I thought I was moved by your sense of pathos."

The bar boy rolls his eyes but gives a genuinely amused smile.

"Never underestimate Neferu NepTet's repartee," he scoffed. "Eternal and immortal like her Louboutins. I thought it was a legend but it's true."

Louboutins are downright unstoppable, especially their pretty red ones.

"Do I have a stalker here? I laugh more amused than impressed."

"Everyone knows you Neferu NepTet."

For my parents? God, I wish it was for my intelligence.

The gems are always the hardest to discover, anyway.

"Well that's the minimum for few drink under my roof right now," I'm still selling myself out of sheer desire.

I still run this property in my name and not my parents name like some restaurants. Everyone who lives with me knows the difference between caviar and cheap. The one I make them taste but they are free to come back to the paradise I give them or to hang out here in hell.

"Please, you're not here to discuss property."

"Indeed, I'm here to give you what you want and to clear my head at the same time", I smile at him while passing my thumb and my index finger on the tie that I seize (he is surely of a high company too for the price he pays to drink, and wear on himself). "On the other hand, if you want to keep on talking to me, I'll send you my assistant, she'll be very happy to discuss Shakespeare."