Burning Passion

Wolf Vortex

Stepping out of the latest Dodge Challenger eyes were immediately drawn to her nude pumps. Standing up straight she stood to her full height which was not very tall , but you could tell she held power and a lot of it. Ava was a women of independence. Proving herself to many people who did not believe. The click clattering of her Dior pumps had people staring her way. From her nude pumps all the way up to her long dark curled to perfection hair. She may look intimidating but in fact she was a very loving character yes do not get on her bad side , but all around good heart that she held tightly in fear of being heart broken or used.

Smoothing out her silky black dress Ava clutched onto her wallet at her side, surveying her surrounding she was still stunned by her accomplishments. There standing tall and full of life, Wolf Vortex. Her very own club.

Smiling at every person standing in line she made sure to greet them and thank them for coming. Without them she would have been out of business. Hugging the bouncers and greeting them as she entered. The alternate reality...full of Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Wrath, Greed, and even Sloth.

Slipping inside the music blasted through the endless amount of speakers, the heat of everyone's body, flashing lights , every worker and person greeting her nicely, she never once blew them off if she did she would excuse herself nicely to tend to business.

Sauntering up the long staircase she stopped at the top overlooking the dance floor, bar, reserved party area, people asked why she had no VIP section she would answer the same thing every time " people are all equal no one in my club will be held higher than the other there is a reserved area for special occasions like birthday parties, bridal showers, etc, that's all". End of discussion. 

"Ava!!" Her best friend yelled over the music coming to her side quickly, nudging her arm " you did this its all you don't forget that" Andréa said with a bright smile "now come on we have business to tend to!" Taking one last look she turns to walk into the sound proof office. Overlooking them all. Witnessing every sin committed and the power within each act of deviancy.  

When no music was heard that meant the door had closed " alrighty where are the girls?" Ava asked confused " Ella and Elaine are on their way girly. By the way we need drinks oh and I have a photo shoot next week want to come?" Nodding with a wide smile and laughing "of course I would how could I not, Mrs. Victoria Secret model" engulfing her in a hug "I'll go get the drinks wait up here" walking back to the door she opens it and is filled with the noise of people enjoying themselves, feeling overwhelmed with pride. Taking the stairs all the way down she manages to somehow bump into a big built male who towered over her at a good 6"4".

" I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was going" she yells over the music once he turned to face her with deep piercing eyes. Her breath was caught when she took a good look at the male in front of her well built, black hair, tan skin, dark jeans, black t-shirt, clean cut, black timberlands, sharp jaw line , full lips, and just drop dead gorgeous.

Looking into his eyes she was captivated, trying to remember what she came to do it finally clicked 'drinks' " oh uh yeah um ha I'm gonna go get drinks now once again I'm sorry for um bumping into you" stepping to the side he pulls her by the waist " what's your name beautiful?" He whispers into her ear of course he had to bend a little and tilt her head brushing his lips against her right ear lob.

Loving the way he made her react, encouraged to enamor her further. She seemed familiar. Similar to his childhood friend, but it couldn't be it was a time where his family sent him off for his protection to a little town no one really would expect the Godfather to send his son.

As children she would lean into his touch as if she was meant to be right by his side, she probably hates him because in her eyes he left her. " Ava?" He asks utterly flabbergasted looking into his eyes confused with the squint of her eyes, that held confusion " I'm sorry do I know you?" Maybe he was mistaken or maybe not the gut feeling he obtained was the only truth he knew to trust pulling her into his embrace she fell flat into his body like a puzzle piece with a brush of her loose curl and eye contact that seemed to stop the room and block out the noise with a satisfied moan from the contact of their bare skin he whispers into her left ear "it's Drake, love" wide eyed and breath taken she grasps his hand in recognition " Drake" she couldn't believe her childhood Friend and crush was indeed back and boy did he grow up the voice of the bar tender broke their little reunion "Miss. Santos your drinks are ready I figured you'd want the normal order and you seemed busy so I took care of it ma'am"