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"Zelda, Madame said it's time for you to get down here!"
The young vixen sat at her large vanity still placing the finishing touches on her makeup. She didn't know why Madame even bothered to send one of the girls up to her room, knowing that she always arrives at the party on her own time.
Grabbing her pair of heels, Zelda placed them on her freshly lotioned feet and stood up to see herself in the mirror.
Her spending habits always landed her with the best fashion choices.
The sliver and yellow dress hugged her curves just right, and not one hair on her head was out of place. At this moment, she was the definition of perfection.
Walking out of her room and down the hallway, Zelda stopped at the top of the staircase looking down at the sea of people before her.
" And last but certainly not least, by crown jewel....... Ms.Zelda"
Zelda quickly placed a smile on her face as the Madame introduced her. This had been her life since she was 20 years old, being showcased to the most elite men that northern California has to offer.
She grabbed the end of her gown while walking down the stairs, trying not to trip. As soon as her heel hit the floor she was swamped by multiple men who were trying to gain her attention.
The young girl mumbled ' excuse me' while moving through the large body of peoples.
"Well, aren't you causing quite a commotion ?"
"What do you want Charles? You know the rules, I would hate to see the Madame have to put you out of here because of your behavior." Zelda picked up a glass of champagne from the waiter who was passing by.
" Oh, Zelda, Zelda, Zelda..... how much does he pay yearly for you? I mean, I know you're a fortune, but I'm sure it's not worth all this trouble for you not to simply have a conversation with me." Slowly he trailed his hand down her hand before it was snatched away.
Snapping around to see what was happening, Zelda turned to see Charles's hand in the clutches of a tall brooding man.
"Did you know in some places if a person was caught touching something that didn't belong to them, their hand was cut off?" The man spoke with a deep English accent, emphasizing every word.
