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I watched as Ren is quickly engulfed by woman. He was smiling but I couldn't help feeling it was all strained just like at the salon. It's not the sa as the one I know. This is a business smile I tell myself as I look at them. Though my chest still feels in knots I remind myself that he's a natural womanizer. Taking notes as Ren ets and greets many company business executives his expression hardened. I notice the one girl that called him, her na was Serena I believe, is still hanging on him. Watching them I feel My chest tighten more, maybe being in a setting I'm not use to is making start to not feel well. I had thought that I'd be by his side all night but instead I am just watching. Feeling lonely I stroll out to the balcony after I think I have enough information. Why did I have to get dressed up if all I was going to do was stand on the side and take notes and pictures I can't help thinking to myself and that man was from the hotel that night. I glance at the photos; he really is a good womanizer isn't he, I sigh He was also at that hotel maybe he's the sa as them he did make comnt to being a high-priced gigolo. At my house, he said I was his toy forever unless he bored of . What the hell, who does he think he is. I'm no one's doll that you toy with and then toss when bored with, not ever again. I sigh deeply. When he grabbed at the salon, his gaze I felt like he was only looking at . My heart was so excited I almost wished we weren't coming here till that spell was broken with the reminder of what he's really like. These feeling are all scrambled. What the hell's wrong with hungering for him like he belongs to . I rember Ren's words again he consus my every thought "He dares touch you, you who belongs to ." I feel my heart race just thinking about it. Guess he really is a womanizer, even I can't stop thinking about him. Con man that's good with words, use to getting whatever he wants, but cold and cruel and quick to anger. This is Ren it seems in a nutshell. I scribble in my note book circling my description of him and close it.
The balcony door opens and closes, clicking noise is heard in the night air breaking my thoughts. Not needing to look I can tell, the sll of a freshly lit cigarette mixed with the subtle sll of vanilla, and a hint of good clean woods so refreshing and sweet I feel like drooling,
"If you're out here all those won are going to be disappointed." I try to force a smile as I turn to look up at Ren. He stands there smoking, his eyes on .
"So, I don't want to leave you feeling depressed, I'd rather disappoint them." He shrugs his broad shoulders as if it doesn't concern him.
"Besides if I want them, all I have to do is call them, unlike a certain cat who is always acting like she's on a hot tin roof." He grants a whisk of his smile. So, different from inside.
His footsteps echo on the cent balcony as he takes his place next to leaning on the railing. Stars glittering bright in the night sky but no sign of the moon. Must be a black moon tonight. His amber eyes like a hungry lion stare deep into mine as we look at each other as if thinking the sa. I want him to kiss , I want to embrace him, I don't want to share this gaze. I gaze at his lips I notice them twitch up into a smirk as I stare, his eyes narrowing at he bends down whispering in my ear.
"If you want to do sothing just ask my angel. I will grant any wish you ask but you will have to beg for it?" My nose tickled by his scent I feel like I'm drunk off it, having him so close.
"Kiss Ren, please Kiss ." I beg like a desperate child, but before I can finish I'm enveloped in his embrace his lips swallowing mine. I deepen the kiss for the first ti wanting him to taste wanting to taste him. However, that dream is short lived when a voice starts to call out for Ren. It was that woman Serena looking for him again.
"Damn it Serena! interfering again." I see his frustration as he runs his hand through his hair. I can't help giggling at this. He looks down at in confusion to my laugh.
"Ren, who is Serena?" I ask becoming serious again. As if struck by lightning Ren looks like he can't believe I asked.
"Is this for the article?" His expression annoyed and stern as he asks.
"No! Sorry I was just curious, though I guess without asking she's one of the many you chose as a toy." I apologize quickly noticing I was wrong to simply ask, but then find my tongue slipping with that added remark, realizing after saying it I myself felt sad knowing my own insignificant. Dropping my head at my own stupidity.
"Like hell I'd choose her!" Caught off guard I look up at him, to his rough response.
"But it's more complicated and to tell you that would an revealing everything. There's no turning back from that, no return once you know, I can't do that to you, so for now I implore you, Anna don't go digging to deep, you can still go back to a normal life as long as you don't know everything." I can see sadness in his eyes as he says this. I don't understand but it hurts him to explain, so I won't ask further after hearing his plea.
"I'm sorry," I mumble "Don't look so hurt please, if it's too much you don't have to say." His face relaxes as he looks down at .
Music has started to play in the background. He suddenly holds out his hand to dropping the cigarette and stepping on it as I take it. I am dragged back in to the gala hall and pulled out into the center of the dance floor. Ren was pushing across the dance floor. I never really danced like this I try to keep up hoping that I don't step on his toes. He's holding so close I can't even see his face. The room of woman stare glaringly at . All these won want him, have probably had him many tis. I feel so uncomfortable. Just as the song stops a figure steps out from the crowd that I recognize. Chloe approached us grabbing Ren's arm looking simply down right sexy. She smiles.
"Hello; Mr. Hashiro, I'm Chloe Sinclair a journalist from Glam and Fashion News Weekly I was supposed to be the original journalist to cover you. She holds his arm more tightly against her breasts suddenly leering at by his side her eye watching his other arm wrap around my waist.
"Oh, and what can I do for you my beautiful Miss" His business smile back on as he addresses her.
"I just thought you'd like to know that this journalist is cunning, she uses underhanded thod so that she could cover you, just to get close to you." She smiles sweetly as she speaks, a strong sll of perfu radiating off her. "Don't you think it be far better to let cover you then this witch." Her voice low trying to sound sexual using her womanly god gifts to sway him. I got to admit she will stop at nothing it seems.
I look at him as I feel his hand tighten more on my hips. Still smiling as he speaks.
"I am sorry but I did promise Anna exclusive rights to write this article alone. Though if she's truly using underhanded thods I'd like to see the witch cast a spell on ." He says his business smile fading as he pokes fun at his smirk becoming a mischievous grin as he leans over into a whisper. I see her body shudder, rembering that feeling all too well I watch him. Is he attracted to her too?
"Though miss if you like you can help in a different matter, that is if you truly think you can do it better than this girl here." Chloe's eyes widen to his invitation nodding in agreent instantly. Letting go of I see his eyes darken as she clings onto him.
"Anna wait here; I will be right back understood." I can hear an angered hiss in his command as if binding my body to do as he says. As he leaves there, I'm filled with a sense of betrayal. That womanizer you're never touching ever again you sick bastard, comparing us like this. I glare as his back fades into the crowd and out the gala hall.
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