I took the glass Tommy handed and downed its contents, feeling the heat slide down my throat, it ignited a fiery courage within .
"Carla, that’s alcohol," his voice reached , and I t his gaze, nodding. "I know. I need sothing to boost my courage... How does this party work?" My eyes scanned the guests, but they remained fixed on Mr. Dean.
"The person who selects your painting seeks you out and asks about the piece. You explain the aning behind your work to them, your inspiration or what ever just give them an answer to what ever they ask.." Tommy explained.
"Just that?" I interrupted, catching him nod his head. "A lot happens at these parties. Make sure you find yourself a partner before it reaches its peak," he face t with a mischievous grin.
"Things like?" I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"You know, those things that happen behind closed doors," he hinted, winking. "I can’t wait to see who our next lecturer and student couple will be. There’s an inner party at the underground pool. Id advice you go there with a partner to avoid casualties like getting drugged or just stay out of that area would have love to be your plus one but you know I already have plans" he placed a soft peck on my cheek before walking away, leaving wondering if I should even be here? But that question ca last as I was here, and there was no turning back.
"Damian," I called, returning to his side with a coy smile. "I hope you don’t mind being less formal?" I inquired, and he nodded in response.
"Were you able to find what you ca for?" I asked, taking his hand in mine, feeling the tension behind between us
"Hmm..actually, no," he sighed, and I nodded, understanding.
Looking around, Mr. Dean was nowhere to be found, leaving curious about his disappearance.
"Do you have a partner?" Damian suddenly asked, raising my eyebrow at his implication. "There’s another party, exclusive to VIP mbers. I need a partner to attend... Well, I wouldn’t have gone, but I have to et soone," he explained.
"Okay, I’ll be your partner," I responded still maintaining my smile, though I could see his hesitation.
"Carla, this isn’t your average party... only VIP mbers are allowed. We’ll have to change our outfits, and..." he trailed off.
"It’s okay, I understand. Lead the way," I tugged at him, smiling, though I imdiately regretted agreeing when I saw the outfit I was supposed to change into.
"Are you okay?" Damian asked from behind as I studied my reflection.
The skirt, knitted from black cotton wool, barely covered anything, leaving my legs and thong on full display. The crop top matched, exposing my midriff and barely containing my breasts.
"Are you sure you’re comfortable? These were the most decent outfits I could find, considering it’s a pool party and everyone is practically naked," he said, concern lacing his voice as he narrowed his eyes at the people outside
"Can I borrow that jacket?" I pointed towards the almost transparent coat laid out on the bed, and he helped slip it on. The fabric did little to conceal the provocative outfit beneath, but it provided a sense of cover, however illusory.
As we headed towards the exclusive inner party, the thrill of the unknown mingled with the heat of the alcohol, creating an intoxicating blend of excitent and anticipation. Who knew what desires would be unveiled behind those closed doors, where only the daring and privileged were allowed.
With the pulsating beat of the music throbbing through the air, the party seed to pulse with a life of its own. "I’ll get you a drink, wait for here," Damien’s voice was a velvet caress against my ear as he helped settle into the plush seat. His departure left alone, surrounded by a sea of bodies that glistened in the dim, sultry light.
Eyes roaming the room, I couldn’t help but notice the decadence that unfolded before . Bodies, partially naked, moved in sinuous rhythms, casting shadows that danced along the walls. Was this really a school event as it was referred to or sothing darker? Like an underworld eting?
If I didn’t have my contact lens on then I doubt I would have been able to see a thing given the dim lighting in the room
"Oh my goodness," I gasped placing my hand over my mouth, turning to find Tommy, shirtless and utterly captivating,a glass resting lazily in one of his hand and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I thought you hated such parties," he teased, drawing closer and taking a seat beside .
"I had a change of heart, and I’m here with soone," I replied, feeling a thrill of excitent at the boldness of my own words. Tommy grinned, a devilish smirk that sent shivers down my spine as he’s eyes scanned my outfit. "I’m finally rubbing off on you... Either way, I’m off to enjoy myself. It’s seldom we have ti to mingle with the high class," he quipped before disappearing into the throng.
Damien returned in no ti, handing a glass of drink, his touch lingering on my skin like a promise. "Is he always hanging around you? If I may ask who is he?" Damien’s voice was low, intimate, as he settled beside "He is like an elder brother," I replied with a coy smile, but beneath the surface, a storm of desire brewed.
As Damien’s hand brushed against my flushed cheek, I closed my eyes, reveling in the heat of the party, the intoxicating mix of alcohol and desire swirling around . Yet, beneath the haze, a sense of unease prickled at my skin. Soone was watching, their gaze like a physical caress that sent shivers down my spine.
A figure caught my eye, familiar yet shrouded in the shadows. His left hand, adorned with intricate tattoos, held the delicate form of a woman, her presence an enigma in the dim light. "Why is he staring?" I wondered, feeling a dizzying rush of excitent and fear.
"How about I help you take off the coat?" Damien’s voice cut through the haze, his eyes dark and filled with desire.. which I had no plans fulfilling.
Feeling a surge of heat at his touch as the coat slipped from my shoulders, revealing the curve of my body beneath, I shifted a bit from him trying to create so space between us but it was of no use as anymore movent I would find my ass kissing the floor.
"I’ll be back with a glass of ice water, don’t go anywhere okay?" I looked up at him and his eyes held mine, I showed him a small smile before nodded and I watched him nod back for takiyhis leave. As he walked away, leaving alone in the throes of the party, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched mixed with the surging heat that was crashing through my body as a result of the alcohol.
Standing, I made my way through the crowd, the pulsing beat of the music guiding my steps. Yet, as I sought the sanctuary of the restroom, I locked eyes with the mysterious figure once more. Recognition sparked between us, a fla of desire that threatened to consu us both.
"Nix," I gasped, the na a whisper on my lips as I took in the sight of him. His presence was like a magnetic pull, drawing closer even as I fought against the tide of desire that threatened to overwhelm .
"Put your coat back on and cover what’s mine," Nix’s voice was a low growl, his eyes blazing with possessive intensity. But I was no one’s to claim, no possession to be owned.
"Excuse , do we know each other?" I retorted, defiance flashing in my eyes as I t his gaze head-on. His silence spoke volus, a description of things unsaid, desires unspoken.
"I’m not a choice, Mr. Dean, neither am I your property to be obsessed over," I declared, my voice strong despite the tremors of desire that coursed through . But Nix was a force of nature, a fire that threatened to consu everything in its path.
"I’d love to make it a big deal by showing everyone you’re mine, right here, right now," Nix’s words were a challenge, a dare that sent my pulse racing. But I was no wilting flower, no damsel that needed a knight in shining armor like him
"The lady behind you has been staring at us for a while now. What’s your relationship with her?" I countered, refusing to back down even as desire coiled hot and urgent in the pit of my stomach.
Silence hung between us, thick with unspoken desires and simring tension. But before I could speak again, Nix closed the distance between us, his lips crashing against mine in a fierce, searing kiss.
I gasped against his lips, the taste of him like a drug as desire consud us both. But even as my body lted against his, I knew I couldn’t surrender so easily.
"Thank you for reminding this.." I murmured against his lips, my voice husky with desire I tried to suppress "I no longer wish to be your slave," I declared, my voice firm. "I’ll repay every cent my adoptive family owes you."
Nix tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You sure?"
"Six months," I replied. "With interest. If I fail, I’d rather jump off a cliff than live as your property."
His laughter, deep and intoxicating, echoed around us. "No, beloved," he purred, his tone both dangerous and alluring. "I won’t let you die so easily." he tucked my hair behind my ear befor placing a final, searing kiss on my lips. He left standing there, breathless and shaken as I tried to regain my composure
"I’ll give you till tomorrow,think about it and get back to " he winked before disappearing into the swirling crowd, I was left alone with the echo of his presence, a promise of sothing dark and alluring on the horizon. The party around was lively , but only I was pulsed in ti as my mind was consud with thoughts of Nix and the dangerous ga we were about to play.
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