The room felt ice cold, lifeless with not a single amount of warmth. Not a trace of dust could be seen nor sight of any objects in the large room to make it look homey. It was blank as a clean sheet. The windows large facing the front of the large long room, stretching out from the floor to the tall ceiling. The walls a chilling pale color with white marble floors. A large black wood chest stood in front of the windows filled with neat stacks of paper and three monitor computer screens. The low clinking sound of a clock sitting at the far end of the desk was the only sound echoing inside the cold empty room.
It almost seemed as time was frozen inside that room as a tall woman with golden blonde hair stood in the middle of the room a long distance from the desk. A scowled expression inked on her face as her ruby painted lips curled in distaste. Her face caked with makeup as her plain brown eyes held frustration and a bit of anxiety. Wearing a tight red dress and black heels while her small wrists and ears were accessorized with gold jewels. Her small hands curled to fists trembling slightly as she growled lowly an annoyance.
Her patience shorting with every second that passed as she stared at the large serpent whose beading eyes were staring deep into her own. His gaze seeming so empty and chilling as they searched far deep into her very soul. The man in front of the women leaned forward silently as he laced his fingers together, his eyes seeming to calculate the situation in front of him as they flashed dangerously like a snake deciding when to choke the prey in front of him.
"So..." He traced off after an eternity of silence.
"What business do you have with me that you're willing to risk coming here?" The man's voice sent chills down the woman's spin. Rather than cowering the woman curled her painted lips into a smirk tightening her fist.
"To deliver you this." The lady said before throwing forward the small child she had been grasping bit her bony wrist in an iron grip. The child with a gasp at the sudden force was pushed forward before falling down on the ground in front of the lady. Her knees bruising against the hard marble, tears filling the girl's eyes. The child's tangled long hair fell all over the place as the child's long bangs covered over her eyes. The child wore a dirty white long dress that was too big for her skinny bony body while her shoes were two sizes too big. The child looked as if her hair hadn't been brushed in weeks nor taken a bath. In the child's trembling skinny arms she held a dirty stuffed boy rabbit with the right ear beginning to tear. Staying silent the child trembled feeling like prey standing between a she-wolf and a snake. She couldn't decide which one was more frightening as the man gazed over at her briefly with little to no interest before his frown deepens gazing up at the woman. His eyes burning as his patience began growing short.
"What is this exactly?"
"Your daughter." The woman said her eyes glaring not at all caring about the situation in front of her with her thump card laid on on the ground in front of her.
His eyes lifted to her own as his lips curled the thinnest bit into a cold smirk.
"How stupid do you take me for? I've never laid eyes on you nor would I ever desire to. Your nothing but a sad excuse for a woman and a slut. The only kind of men who would want you are idiots or pigs. Your not worth anything and are nothing but dust to me. Why would I even lay a single finger on a disgusting creature such as your self? I'd rather be poured acid." The man said smirking as his eyes held a chilling feeling of amusement and rage.
"You're wasting my time." He added his hand reaching for the button beside his keyboard to send in the guards. Glaring at him in rage her whole body trembled wanting nothing more but to kill the man in front of her before forcing another smirk on her face.
"As if I would risk my figure to give birth to such a maggot. This child isn't mine, it was just a burden pushed on me. I, unfortunately, knew the mother and I know you know the mother very well. Does the name Noemie ring a bell?" The woman asked her smirk widening as his stretching hand frozen or a moment before it was placed back on the desk, his eyes calculating once again as they stared at her.
"Oh, it does. Doesn't it." She taunted making his eyes narrow in silent anger.
"What of her?"
"Well, the little mouse is dead, she grew sick and died leaving this child behind." She said shortly with distaste as she glared down at the filthy child on the ground in front of her.
"Noemie is dead." The man muttered under his breath with a frown before his eyes turned down to the frightened child seeing the resembles between the two even with all the filth she carried.
"What's its name?"
"How should I know? Noemie didn't tell me the maggot's name before she died. Call it another name if you'd like." The lady frowned waving her hand through the air as if it didn't matter to her.
"And what do you want for her? Money?" He asked her smirking as he sat back in his chair. Chuckling she grinned staring at the man, he was by far more beautiful than any other man she had laid eyes on before up his chilling personality only made her ich with anger.
"I want gold." She declared making his eyebrow lift even the slightest bit.
"Gold, you say?" Growing angry by his light mocking words she glared with a small growl.
"She's Noemie's child. If that's not enough look at this." The woman yelled out before marching towards the girl who let out a small scream in pain as the woman reached out pulling up the stands of hair in front of her face to reveal her eyes. The same strange unique eyes as his own. Staring at the child's frightened eyes he frowned before standing up.
"Fine." He replied shortly before he pressed a button, instantly a tall man in a dark suit entered the room.
"Take her and give her what she wants, but cut that amount in half." He spoke the last part of his sentence making her frown her smirk of victory vanishing.
"Half?! Why!"
"You brought me broken merchandise. She's scarred." He replied with little interest as he pointed a finger to the peaking pinkish scar around the child's collar bone.
"It's going to cost me money to fix that scar and polish her to suit my taste. If you would have brought her here in good enough condition it wouldn't have mattered." He replied bored at the raging women in front of him.
"It's not my fault! You really do have a sick fascination with projects of yours." The woman spat out in disgust making his eyes harden with a new coldness making her flinch.
"You can either take what you get, or you can leave and I won't kill you." He spoke calmly each word threatening her as they sent a knife through her body. Her eyes widen silently with a sudden scared feeling before she forced herself to glare at him. With a last look at him and the child, she turned, her heels echoing as she left the cold room. As the door shut the trembling child gazed up at the silent man staring down at her as if she were nothing but prey.
"So...Maggot. Wasn't? What shall I do with you?"
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Hey guys, after so long of leaving this story to gather dust I decided to give this story another shot with a new approach but same plot. I hope you guys like it.
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-Alice
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Pure Seduction
Romansamy life had always seemed filled with twists and turned . With one path leading to another, and another path overlapping the other . At times I was afraid to take a step forward afraid the path I was on would crumble underneath me . throwing me down...
