𝚸1 𝐎𝐅 𝚨 " 𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝚸𝚨𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" | 18+
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A voice so tempting triggers the darkest parts of her mind, it makes her think unimaginable things, like the pain she thought she escaped.
His obsession for her deeply and darkly abnormal, the i...
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I'm dressed in one of those black satin mini dresses with a built in lace bra, heels and a long coat to match. I didn't know anything about where I was going, but a night out wouldn't hurt after everything. The time being just after midnight, I wonder what Reign had to do all day being he's only now sending a driver.
I've been in the car over ten minutes, I'm tempted to ask the driver where abouts is he taking me, but I remain silent enjoying the ride.
There's beauty in what we spend our days dreaming of. I admire those girls who didn't receive unconditional love, but knew what it supposed to look like—I am one of those girls. If you're chasing a feeling, you'll be chasing it forever, like the days you're trying catch up on from depression.
"Lady Gusev." A group of security greets me in unison before walking me through a back door of a club. The doors opens automatically, and I'm walking in center of men. Low music welcomes me as I look around, but it's hard to make out anything being my surroundings are dimly light.
We keep moving until I step into a darkly intimate space. I'm intrigued by how grand it is, a large poker table placed in the middle, seated with suited men holding cigars and glasses fill with alcohol.
The air fills with smoke and manly rich laughter. There are smaller tables in the room, served by waitresses in skimpy uniforms serving drinks and large sums of money.
Everything about this place is captivating like a Hollywood movie, a large chandelier dancing over the main poker table as men wasted their money. Strangely, I feel relaxed, like what could go wrong?
My eyes scanned the room, and I caught Reign's gaze fixed on me, watching my every move, reading my every thought. From across the room, he stared, blowing smoke, his dark aura so undeniable it was impossible to ignore.
With a subtle motion of his head, he silently beckoned me over, his eyes heavy with intent. I walked toward him, tall in my five-inch heels, but still feeling small under the weight of his gaze. He stood, a cigar in one hand and a glass of liquor in the other, taking a final drag before flicking it into the ashtray.
With his free hand, Reign gently lifted mine to his lips, pressing a kiss to my knuckles. His eyes burned into me, and I knew my wide eyes were full of the emotions I had kept hidden. He brought the glass to his lips, still watching me, and I noticed him lick his top lip as if savoring the moment.
He remained silent for a beat, setting the glass down on the table.
"You've met my brothers. The others are associates," he said, and I turned to face the table, my heart sinking as every pair of eyes in the room landed on me.
"Lady Gusev," they greeted in unison. I offered a small wave and a polite smile, but Reign, unfazed, motioned for them to continue with their game.
He slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze. His blue eyes had darkened, now filled with a hunger I couldn't ignore, nothing but sexual intentions.
