The Mirrored Door

The Mirrored Door

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Eve Before I leave for my promotion, I'm going to have one last night with my girls. We're having an amazing night, dancing together as some mystery man gets my attention and dances with me, making my body fill with heat as he pushes other women aside. When I finally give my body the rest it needs from all the dancing, not letting go of this mystery man's hand because I don't want my night to end with him and my friends. We decide to rest , but there aren't enough chairs, so he pulls me into a secret room in the VIP area (this man must be rich). Which ends the night with full of excitement. Hopefully I get to see him again, and finally get his name.
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Meet Eve Black: I decided to flirt with the guy that did it, "Heyyyy cutie," I say with a wink. "Hey, pretty lady," he says in a gross seductive tone. I can't deny that he is very handsome. He had piercing green eyes that would make any girl go weak at the knees. But I am not any girl. "Can I ask you something?" before he could respond I continue, "Why did you try to drug me?" He looks shocked as my tone went from flirtatious to serious in a matter of two seconds. "Well, I have no idea what you are talking about," he says while slightly panicking. I stand up, "Well if you don't know what I am talking about then why don't you take a sip of my drink?" a few heads turned our way and start watching. "N-no I am good," he stammers confirming that he did in fact try to drug me as I suspected. "You know what, I don't give a damn what you say you 'don't know anything about' because I know what you tried to do to me." I pick up my drink and smash the glass on his head. I watch as the pink drink that was in the glass stains his white button-up collar shirt and his face turns red with anger and embarrassment. As I am walking out I yell back, "You know damn well what you did too." I flip him the bird and I leave the bar and Hazel and all her friends behind. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

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