This place smelled like dough miles off the round. Columns supported multiple arches surrounding the room. Crystal chandeliers emanated from a high ceiling with various golden reflections. The marble, the glass and the wood were mixed with harmony. Statues and gilding adorned each wall.
A large amount of food was displayed on several buffets. Alcohol was pouring accompanied by a small orchestra on a central stage. In the back several tables were installed.
I was amazed by the number of people attending this event. There must have been a hundred or so. Women and men were all elegantly dressed. Several small groups were scattered. Some laughed loudly while others chatted in a much more serious way.
A hand rested firmly on my shoulder to call me to order. Evann Black gave me a wink that made me understand that I had to follow him.
I tried as best I could to move with ease from the top of my shoes. I could not go too far because of my particularly tight dress.
I felt a few glances turn on me. I pretended not to have noticed anything. The criminal dragged me quickly into a corner of the room away from the general hubbub. He took two glasses of champagne on a table and handed me one with a gesture that was meant to be "gentleman".
He scanned the room before taking a sip of alcohol.
"Take a discreet look at the people around you. The Hunt Brothers are those who wear a silver signet ring to one of their fingers. You will recognize them only this way. " He whispered to me.
I also took a sip of my cup and nodded discreetly to indicate that I understood the message.
Evann Black stood in front of me. He was now back to the crowd.
"Do you see the brown man with the ponytail and wearing a gray suit ? " He said to me gravely.
I took a look at the room. My gaze focused directly on this individual.
"Yes that's it I see him. " I say calmly.
"It's one of theirs. Go talk to him. Try to take him upstairs in a quiet corner. This guy I feel febrile. I think he can quickly spit information on their benchmark. "
I watched the criminal look completely panicked. Hell ! I had no idea how to approach this man.
Evann Black detected the fear on my face. His eyebrows frowned.
"Damn, it's not time to make a panic attack, foolish." He said in a scathing voice.
I glared at him. The tone he had used didn't help the situation at all.
"First, I remind you that I'm only 18 years old and that my experience with men is very limited. Second, I never asked to do this kind of thing. Conclusion, my right to panic right now is completely legitimate! "
He gave me an incredulous look. I straightened my proud head for nailing him. Although it was only short lived.
His face darkens considerably. He brought his lips close to my ear before whispering low :
"Treasure ... if you want to learn about the "male sex" as you say come with me upstairs. I could teach you so many things ..."
My eyes widened and I moved back. The criminal smuggled his tongue over his upper lip while looking at me with a mocking air.
"No, it will thank you. " I answered uneasily.
"So move your ass and go talk to him fucking. " He replied firmly.
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In The Hands Of A Criminal (Volume 1) [ENG]
RomantizmAfter her big brother's death, Maya Johnson, 18 years old, takes refuge in photography, her one and only great passion than helps her not to lose the thread. Making soon her return at the university, Maya is determined to begin a new stage in her li...