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Jordan is above!!!

I went back to work the following day but something was not the same. There were way too many customers for a weekday.

"People are coming out more. Better keep those drinks going", said a voice that I soon recognised as Ethan's.

"What crawled up your pants and has you coming out of your office today?" I asked.

"The customers", he answered with a shrug.

"Really?" I said with a mocked surprise face. "I could have sworn and better, bet money ten minutes ago that the only times you came out was when they demanded for you".

He chuckled lightly before ordering a cocktail. When I saw him check for his keys in his back pockets, I took that as a moment to make a joke. "Don't worry. It's on the house".

I was immediately rewarded with a low rumble of laughter.
"If I knew you were this entertaining, I would have come out here more often", he said.

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because I didn't know you were this entertaining".

"I think I'm rubbing off on you a little too quick".

We settled into a comfortable silence filled with the club's music but it was soon interrupted by his annoying brother.

"I see you here having a little cocktail party", Jordan said, putting more emphasis on cocktail.

"Don't you think the fact that yours is little bit too small to be able to join our party?" I asked menacingly goading him. The men who were sitting with me at the aisle muttered a couple of ooh's before their shoulders shook with laughter.

"Brother", he said, body turned towards Ethan while trying to intimidate me with a glare.

"Maria", said Ethan wary of my antics.

"Yes honey pie", I answered acting lovey-dovey and completed it with an exaggerated doe eye fluttering.

All the men started cheering and Ethan's face went crimson before leaving for his office.

"Why are you such a suck up?" he said with a sneer. "You suck the lives out of everyone".
If only he knew how accurate he was at that time, he would not have been messing with me.

Demons have the power to draw energy from weaker energy sources like humans, werewolves and such, but that was not in any part of my priorities that day.

"At least I spit out in the end. You must be one of the elusive gurgles", I retorted back.

A dull red color stained his cheeks before he left me to my peace behind the aisle.

It was very early before sunrise when my shift had finally gotten over.  I bid Ethan and used the back door to make my way home on foot.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, I was pushed up against it with a thigh between my legs, a hand up my throat and my scream muffled by another.

A fuming Jordan was above me with a murderous expression on his face. He smelt so good with a bit of brandy and cologne that had him emitting dangerous, warm vibes which made me crave his touch.
For a demon, my thoughts had been awfully sinful at two after midnight.

I shook the thoughts off before I glared back at him, straight in the eyes. "Get off me, Jordan".

"Try your wor--

I had interrupted him with a kick on the shin. His grip loosened and I had a good one at his groin which had him crouched over in pain holding his genitals.

I started walking away when he stilled me with a few words before I ran on a full sprint.

"Why be such a demon, Rym?"

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I just love it when I leave suspense. 😈.

How did he know her real name? Beats me (shrug)

Jordan looks great by the way. Dark, bad boy whose ironically a really confusing character.

I might be late on some of my updates but please don't get angry at me.
I promise a hell of plot twists and many more cliff hangers😇

-zuleikha353.

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