Lauren, a girl from the suburbs of New York is on the run from her abusive boss and ex boyfriend, Jace Walker. Tanned muscle man with blue eyes and black hair. Dream man right? Wrong. He had a lot of problems from alcohol to drugs to mental illness...
"The auction starts at 7. We'll need to be there at 6 to get used to the place. We'll have to plan an escape route after we rob the vase." Luke announced to everyone in the kitchen.
"Alrighty sir. My isn't that a fine tux you're wearing?" Jeremy chuckled as he threw on his jacket.
"Shut up. We have to look presentable to be accepted in the auction, so I suggest you changing out of your sweatpants." Luke rolled his eyes.
Luke then left the room again to do whatever he was doing. It looks like he went out to the underground garage.
My gaze followed his until he disappeared and I got snapped out of my trance by a faint voice.
"Lauren?" Cara said as she came next to me. I looked at her. "Luke told me to give this to you." She handed me a big velvet box with the Chanel label on it. I looked at it curiously.
"I don't know what it is, and I'm not too sure I want to." She chuckled and handed it to me. I felt myself blush and took it.
"Thanks." I mumbled then I went into my room. I put it down on the bed and threw the lid off. I scattered the black paper everywhere excitedly.
I gasped when I saw beautiful frills on a gorgeous deep plunge black dress.
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I put it on and I was astounded. I haven't worn something like this in ages. I put on my black Louboutin heels and checked myself out in the mirror.
I heard a light knock on my door. "Yeah?" I called. I turned around and Luke came in.
"Oh my god, Lauren." He smiled fondly as he stood by the door. I grinned happily with myself. He strolled over to me, taking my body in in his eyes.
He gently cupped my cheek and placed a kiss on my lips. "You look so beautiful, babe." He smiled. "You look beautiful too." I said slowly. I felt high with happiness but I snapped back to my senses when I heard his deep chuckle.
"I'm glad I look beautiful." He smiled. "Oh! What? I mean handsome.. Or hot. Umm, you look great!" I stammered. He smirked as he took a step back.
He took a knife and gun out of his pocket. "Are you wearing the garters?" Luke asked. I mentally face palmed. "Dammit." I said. He chuckled to himself.
I went and took them out of my drawer then sat myself on the bed. I put my hands out for Luke to hand me the gun and knife. He raised his eyebrow.
"Are you sure you don't want help? It looks hard to see over the dress." He laughed. "I'm fine!" I exclaimed as I pushed it down. He shrugged then gave them to me.
"Suit yourself." He smirked then walked out the door. I watched his retreating back as he closed the door.
"Right, let's do this." I huffed to myself. I lifted the dress up so I exposed my legs. The dress was all up in my face.
