change in front of Kevin Alexander. She couldn’t remember the last remnants of their conversation because of her fight, but she was sure she thought he had said Knight-Pharmaceutical could help her with a donation. If only she could remember how much he had promised.
She looked through the tinted back windows and watched as the street lights flickered past her. She was struggling to keep her sanity lately. The bar, the incident in the garage and now her meeting at Knight-Pharmaceutical made her wonder if she was changing somehow. She hadn’t had human blood in years so was her body telling her it needed to refresh? She had heard of vampires who had gone too long without it suddenly losing control and gorging on it for days, even weeks. Was that happening to her? Clarissa was starting to feel as if her life was spiraling out of control. She didn’t like thinking about what she might have to do to bring her life back to the center. It either involved a dark trip on the sexual side or a blood lust, neither of which she was ready for. Clarissa remembered the last time she had taken that dark trip for her lustful cravings.
“How can I help you, my petite flower?” a leather clad gentleman said, stroking his goatee. As he looked her up and down, she knew he was trying to assess her. “Perhaps a little spanking and then some tickling. Yes?”
Clarissa did her own assessment of the slender, fragile looking man. “Hmm, no, but I am interested in something a bit more physical.” Pulling an envelope out of her purse, “but...” waving a negative finger at him, “not with you.” Smiling, she set the envelope on the counter. “Please bring me…a female, taller than me and striking to look at. Do you have someone?” Clarissa looked around the darkened room and noticed there were several people lounging. Doors on either end of the room opened to barely lit corridors with more doors.
“Well, that depends.” Picking up the envelope and thumbing through the bills in it, he motioned at the bartender, and a drink was quickly deposited in front of Clarissa. “I think I have someone who can help, but she isn’t for the faint of heart, if you know what I mean.”
“Perfect,” was all Clarissa could say, her body tingling at the possibility of being released from her torture. Clarissa grabbed the man’s arm as he raised a hand to summon someone. “I make the rules. Understand?”
“For this amount of money, you can beat the shit out of Franco over there,” he said, motioning to a huge beast of a man.
“That won’t be necessary.” Downing the drink, she motioned for another. “Just make sure that this woman is beautiful and skilled, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I know exact what you need. Follow me.” Clarissa was led into a plush room, ornate by dungeon standards. “This is for our exclusive guests. Please make yourself at home. I’ll send in Selene and if she doesn’t meet your standards, then you can pick someone else. Okay?”
“Thank you.” Clarissa laid her coat on the back of the over-sized sofa and tried to relax, but it was no use. She was primed and ready for release. If she didn’t find it this way, she would have to find it in a blood lust and she wasn’t ready to concede to that, not yet.
A soft knock on the door and a small woman came in with a bottle and two glasses. Quickly depositing them on a table in the corner, she bowed and whispered, “Compliments of the house.” Her quick exit was followed by another knock and then silence.
“Come in.” Clarissa was pouring the bubbly liquid into two glasses when she watched a delicate hand cover hers.
“Allow me.” Following the delicate fingers up her arm, she felt her skin tingle along the path the fingers had just traveled. “My name is Selene.”
Clarissa ran her tongue over her lip as she looked into slate grey eyes. Selene was beyond beautiful. In fact, she was breathtaking. For a moment, Clarissa was lost in the gaze of her
She looked through the tinted back windows and watched as the street lights flickered past her. She was struggling to keep her sanity lately. The bar, the incident in the garage and now her meeting at Knight-Pharmaceutical made her wonder if she was changing somehow. She hadn’t had human blood in years so was her body telling her it needed to refresh? She had heard of vampires who had gone too long without it suddenly losing control and gorging on it for days, even weeks. Was that happening to her? Clarissa was starting to feel as if her life was spiraling out of control. She didn’t like thinking about what she might have to do to bring her life back to the center. It either involved a dark trip on the sexual side or a blood lust, neither of which she was ready for. Clarissa remembered the last time she had taken that dark trip for her lustful cravings.
“How can I help you, my petite flower?” a leather clad gentleman said, stroking his goatee. As he looked her up and down, she knew he was trying to assess her. “Perhaps a little spanking and then some tickling. Yes?”
Clarissa did her own assessment of the slender, fragile looking man. “Hmm, no, but I am interested in something a bit more physical.” Pulling an envelope out of her purse, “but...” waving a negative finger at him, “not with you.” Smiling, she set the envelope on the counter. “Please bring me…a female, taller than me and striking to look at. Do you have someone?” Clarissa looked around the darkened room and noticed there were several people lounging. Doors on either end of the room opened to barely lit corridors with more doors.
“Well, that depends.” Picking up the envelope and thumbing through the bills in it, he motioned at the bartender, and a drink was quickly deposited in front of Clarissa. “I think I have someone who can help, but she isn’t for the faint of heart, if you know what I mean.”
“Perfect,” was all Clarissa could say, her body tingling at the possibility of being released from her torture. Clarissa grabbed the man’s arm as he raised a hand to summon someone. “I make the rules. Understand?”
“For this amount of money, you can beat the shit out of Franco over there,” he said, motioning to a huge beast of a man.
“That won’t be necessary.” Downing the drink, she motioned for another. “Just make sure that this woman is beautiful and skilled, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I know exact what you need. Follow me.” Clarissa was led into a plush room, ornate by dungeon standards. “This is for our exclusive guests. Please make yourself at home. I’ll send in Selene and if she doesn’t meet your standards, then you can pick someone else. Okay?”
“Thank you.” Clarissa laid her coat on the back of the over-sized sofa and tried to relax, but it was no use. She was primed and ready for release. If she didn’t find it this way, she would have to find it in a blood lust and she wasn’t ready to concede to that, not yet.
A soft knock on the door and a small woman came in with a bottle and two glasses. Quickly depositing them on a table in the corner, she bowed and whispered, “Compliments of the house.” Her quick exit was followed by another knock and then silence.
“Come in.” Clarissa was pouring the bubbly liquid into two glasses when she watched a delicate hand cover hers.
“Allow me.” Following the delicate fingers up her arm, she felt her skin tingle along the path the fingers had just traveled. “My name is Selene.”
Clarissa ran her tongue over her lip as she looked into slate grey eyes. Selene was beyond beautiful. In fact, she was breathtaking. For a moment, Clarissa was lost in the gaze of her
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