Ladies and possibly gentlemen, the story that you are about to read is border line BDSM, not completely but there is graphic sex scenes.
It isn't extreme and if there are moments where it may be too much for you please skip.
It's not a story all about sex, but there will be mention of the act and most of it will occur at the place mentioned above.
Most of the story features mentions of DID, ( Dissociative identity disorder) or multiple personality disorder and Histrionic personality disorder.
But it's not that bad.
-Loren
Abel's POV
2010
"Nigga I'm telling you, this fucking club is dry as fuck! There ain't no bitches in here, the wine is stale ass fuck-"
"How can wine be stale nigga?"
"It ain't fresh so what the fuck else could it be?!"
I was sitting in the VIP section with my crew and these niggas were beginning to annoy me. Damn, and listening to Hawks bitch ass complain mercilessly over and over again was making me angry. I got up to take a leak. I really didn't have to but I figured that I might as well walk around. This club, Oasis , sucked. Big time.
I was just hoping that maybe there were some other honey's that maybe I skipped over. Hopefully. I walked to the men's room and in that area I saw this beautiful girl. In a gold dress. He back was out. She had long voluptuous legs and an extremely white smile. She had long black hair and long beige finger nails. I don't know why I hadn't seen her. She was standing there having a conversation with some man. She took some money from him and he went into the men's room. What the fuck? Is she a hooker? A drug dealer? What is she? Who is she?
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." She said glancing over at me. "You're standing over there... That indicates that you're either going to use the bathroom or you're coming to talk to me. I'd prefer if you'd come my way." Her fucking smile was enough to make any man do her bidding. I walked over to her. She had a deep sensual voice. Sultry. "What's your name handsome?"
"Abel."
"How wholesome. You must be a good boy. Are you?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
"What do you do with good boys?"
She smiled again. "I make 'em go bad."
"No need for that."
"So you're a bad boy...mmmm already corrupted. You look familiar to me bad boy, but I think I'd remember someone with the name Abel."
"What's your name?" I asked abruptly.
"Don't have one." She said smirking at me.
I squinted at her in confusion.
"What?"
"That's not how it works. If you wanna know my name you have to play my game. Now tell me where do I know you from? I know I've seen that crazy hair before I know I have."
"I'm the weeknd."
Her eyes seemed to gleam when I mentioned my name.
"And you spell it without the E....Ah ha... Yes. You're the singer. I never knew what you looked like."
"You've heard of me?"
"Of course.I adore your voice. It's like a combination of Sinatra and Jesus, and I want you to know that I'm being completely honest with you."
"Are you?"
"Absolutely, I'm not just talking shit to you because I wanna fuck you right now."
I smiled.
"Well thank you and thank you." She laughed and pushed her money into her purse.
"You're welcome and are you willing?"
"I don't think you could handle me no name."
"No name." Her smile grew into a mischievous one. "I like the sound of that."
"Do you?"
"Well since we're being honest, I don't think you can handle me.
"Is that so?"
"A pretty boy singer like you...and what makes you think you can handle me, honest Abe?"
"I would fuck you right."
"Let me sip this slow..." she lowly hummed.
"You're a real fan aren't you?" She nodded her head.
"I think that I could have fun with you, honest Abe." She went into her golden clutch and pulled out a piece of paper. "Here."
"What's this-"
"Tonight. Midnight. Meet me...that is if you want me."
I checked my watch. It was 11:00.
This girl, intrigued me nature. She was dark and mysterious...and gorgeous. A deadly combination. What my mother would call a devil woman. I wanted her.
I was looking down at the card for so long that when I looked up, no name had disappeared. I was going to go to...
"The palace?" I said reading the card out loud.
It's short because I want feed back before I continue. I hope you like this guys. Vote and comment.
-Loren
